Laces and Lace (Assassins #6) (57 page)

Holding his sweet wife in one arm and then his beautiful child in the other.

The image was there and he couldn’t wait.

But before all that could happen, he had to get off this plane and into her arms.

Everyone was excited and all talked happily as the plane descended through the air. The long trips like these always took a toll on all the guys. Well, the ones with families, that is. The other guys didn’t mind, and he used to be that way. Now though, he had a beautiful woman who made his life worth living. One who was waiting for him.

As the plane’s wheels hit the ground, Karson’s heartbeat picked up. He was minutes from being with her. Basically shaking in his seat, he felt Shea’s gaze on him and felt slightly embarrassed, but then he remembered that he didn’t care.

All he wanted was Lacey.

“Excited, I see,” Shea mentioned and Karson grinned.

“Ready to see my girl,” he said as he silently begged the plane to stop and to open the doors. He didn’t care that he was in the back; he was going to be the first one off the damn plane.

Shea chuckled as he nodded. “I remember when I left Elli for the first time. Of course, she cried like I was dying or something and it killed me, but when I came back, I rushed off the plane and attacked her. I didn’t feel right when I was gone. It sucked.”

Karson couldn’t agree more. “I know exactly what you mean,” he said, but then the doors opened and he hopped up. “See ya.”

Shea laughed as Karson rushed up the aisle, knocking Brooks back into his seat as he tried to get out of the plane.

“Damn asshole!” Brooks called up to him, but Karson just waved.

“Gotta get my woman,” he said, receiving a whole round of name-calling and razzing, but he didn’t care. He had somewhere to be and that was wrapped completely around Lacey. But when his coach stepped out in front of him, plowing through him wasn’t an option.

Shit.

Tapping his toe, he watched as Coach packed his bag and then stretched his back. He almost asked to be let by, but when Coach met his gaze, Karson promptly shut his mouth. Coach Baxter was not a good flyer, never had been, and everyone knew not to mess with him, but Karson
had
to go.

“Sorry,” he muttered before climbing over the seat and around him, which brought on more laughter and name-calling, but Karson was out of the plane and his eyes were set on one person.

Lacey’s face lit up as she started for him, the biggest, brightest smile on her beautiful face. He rushed toward her, but she was there before he got off the stairs. Grinning, he dropped his bags and took her in his arms, dropping his mouth to hers as love overwhelmed him. Lifting her up in his arms, he deepened the kiss as her fingers raked through his hair.

God, he had missed her.

Pulling back, she grinned down at him as she cupped his cheeks. “Hello, husband.”

His eyes closed as he leaned his head against hers, taking in the same breath she took. “What a hello, wife,” he muttered, his lips meeting hers again.

She smiled against his lips before pulling back, a sneaky little look on her gorgeous face. Her face was red from the cold, her eyes bright, and she looked utterly breathtaking. “This isn’t even half of the hello you are going to get once we are home,” she said with a wink.

Grinning, he kissed her before throwing her over his shoulder. She cried out, but he ignored her, picking his bags up and nodding toward his boss, who was watching with a knowing grin on her face.

Yup, he was about to ravish his wife.

And he wasn’t sure he was going to make it home to do it.

He threw her and his bags in the car, and she giggled as he shut the door and ran around the car. Getting in, he shut the door before reaching over to bring her to him, crashing his mouth to hers. Moving his tongue with hers, his cock straining against the zipper of his jeans, he almost came off the seat when her hand cupped him..

Yeah, he wasn’t going to make it home.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he turned the car on and said, “Take your pants off.”

“What?” she laughed, obviously not getting that he wasn’t kidding.

“Take your fucking pants off, Lacey,” he demanded, and he could feel her gaze on him. But as he pulled out of the spot, he watched out of the corner of his eye as she slowly slid the cotton pants down her legs. “Panties too.”

“Karson! In the car?” she yelled, but he could hear the lust in her voice. This turned her on.

“Yes, now,” he commanded, and as he pulled onto the main road, his hot little wife slid down her black lace thong and held it up to him.

“Done.”

“Good girl,” he said roughly before sliding his hands between her legs. She opened her legs as far as she could, giving him access to her hot pussy, and when his fingers slid between her wet nether lips, both of them moaned in satisfaction. “Lacey, I’m going to find a spot, and I’m going to fuck you so hard in this car,” he muttered, sucking in a deep breath as his finger found her taut nub. “I’m going make you scream so loud.”

“Oh God,” she cried out, arching into his hands. His heart was hammering in his chest, his cock so hard it hurt, and he couldn’t see straight. He needed to pull over. He needed to find somewhere to fuck his hot little wife and he needed that now. Swirling his finger around her clit, he searched his brain for a spot to take her. Their house was thirty minutes away, but there was a park by his old apartment. One he ran at on Sundays and usually no one was there.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Whipping the car to the left, he took the road that went past his apartment. He could go there, but he didn’t have a key on him. It was back at the house. As he pleased his wife, her moans filling the car and making it so hot he couldn’t breathe, he sped down the road and then took a hard right onto the street that led to the running park. He hoped there wasn’t anyone there, but just to be sure they weren’t seen, he went to a spot that was covered by high bushes. Parking behind the shrubs, he put the car in park with his other hand before turning it off. Dropping the seat back, he withdrew his hand and then lay back against the seat, his eyes locked on Lacey’s.

“Come here,” he directed and her brows came up.

“Come where?”

“On my face,” he said to her perplexed look. “Now.”

She smirked as she got up on her knees, her sexy ass wiggling as she crawled on top of him. “I like this demanding stuff. Superhot.”

“Oh, you just wait,” he muttered, taking her by the back of her thighs and lifting her up to his mouth. As he brought her pussy down onto his mouth, her knees came to the sides of his head against the head rest. He heard her head hit the roof of the car, but soon his mouth was going to work on her and he assumed she didn’t care. When he flicked his tongue against her hard clit, she cried out, rocking against his mouth as he devoured her. Sliding his hands up the back of her thighs, he massaged her ass cheeks as he continued to feast on her wet pussy.

He had missed the taste of her, the feel of her, and he was going to get his fill. Spreading her ass cheeks, he sucked her clit into his mouth, biting and flicking his tongue against it as she screamed out, his name falling from her lips. When his fingers teased her asshole, she arched into his mouth and then shattered.

Jerking against him, she cried, “Oh fuck me, Karson!”

“That’s my plan,” he said roughly against her wet hot center as his hands left her ass for his jeans. While he unbuttoned them, she sat up, looking down at him with a spent look on her beautiful face. Her body was red, her legs shaking, but he was in no way done with her. Releasing his hard cock, he lifted her up like she weighed nothing and then slowly lowered her onto him. As he disappeared inside of her, he held in his groans, his whole body going tight as her hot pussy surrounded his throbbing cock. His fingers bit into her ass as she slowly lifted and lowered herself onto him.

He met her mouth to his and their mouths moved together as she slowly rode him into oblivion. Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her shirt and cupped her breast, squeezing it as his body went blazing hot. There was no way he was going to last in her burning hot pussy. He was going to come like a sixteen-year-old, and he couldn’t even be embarrassed by it.

She was fucking scorching.

Taking her by her hips, he couldn’t take the slow movements anymore. He wanted it hard and he wanted it fast. Lifting her up by her hips, he arched up into her, thrusting into her as she panted his name, holding on to his shoulders as he took what he wanted.

Which was everything she had.

It only took a second for his balls to draw up before the lights went off and he came so hard, he was the one groaning her name. Thrusting once more, she jerked against him, her pussy squeezing him, milking him of his orgasm as they both sucked in air, trying to breathe, but both being unsuccessful. While he lowered her, his cock went deeper inside her as his mouth collided against hers. Drawing sweet, toe-curling kisses out of her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight to his chest.

Parting, he kissed her nose and then both sides of her mouth before whispering, “I missed you.”

She smiled against his lips, wrapping her arms tight around his neck. Looking deep in his eyes, she said, “Welcome home, baby.”

Her mouth came back down to his, and all he could think was if this was how he was going to be welcomed home every time he left, he’d take the time apart.

As long as he got to be with her like this when he got home.

His Lacey.

T
hanksgiving was tomorrow and Lacey was a complete mess.

While the last week and a half had almost been like a dream, this holiday had been the elephant in the room. She hated that she’d let her nerves of getting both families together for Thanksgiving bother her while she was on the beach with Karson, but she had. Well, she had when they weren’t having lots of sex. She didn’t know what it was, but her husband was on her like a stick was to a puck, and she had no problem reaping the benefits of it.

She loved it, actually.

But even though she was in sex heaven with her sexy, mouthwatering husband, the day was finally here, and her family would be there in a matter of hours. Her stomach was a mess and she kept telling herself that it was fine, but for some reason her stomach wasn’t listening. She was nowhere near ready for this. She still had so much to do to get ready for tomorrow and wished like hell that she and Karson could have just stayed in bed, eating turkey and watching the parade.

That would have been a good way to spend the holiday, but no such luck. Instead, she was going to have a house full of tension. Then on top of that, she was on babysitting duty for JT. How she got conned into that was beyond her, but since they’d gotten back from Florida, JT had been staying with them. He couldn’t fly yet since he might have to have one more surgery before going back home to Colorado so his mom could take care of his whining ass and they could start rehab on his leg. Until then though, Lacey was stuck with him. Not that she minded much, but that was before she realized JT ate like a horse and bitched constantly.

It was annoying.

“I’m hungry,” he complained from the stool in front of her. She was getting lunch ready since Karson would be there at any time with his family from the airport. She wanted to make sure everything was perfect, but it was hard when her toddler, aka JT, was bitching.

“I’m cooking, JT,” she said, waving her hand out in front of her where the soup was cooking.

“Yeah, but I want something else. Can you make me a sandwich?” She glared, but he shot her a grin. “Please?”

She rolled her eyes, getting the things for a sandwich before making it and practically throwing it at him. “When do you leave again?”

He scoffed. “Annoyed with me?”

“Yes,” she said and he grinned even more.

“That hurts my feelings,” he said, batting his eyes at her.

“You have no feelings, JT, stop,” she said dryly and he laughed.

“You hit the nail on the head, huh?” he said and she glared. “But no, I’m leaving in a week, as long as my appointment goes well on Monday.”

“Cool,” she said with a nod.

“You know you’ll miss me,” he teased and she smiled.

“I’ll miss the Jordie before hurt Jordie. Hurt Jodie bitches more than a teenager on her period after having her boyfriend leave her for her best friend.”