Master for Tonight (9 page)

He possessed her mouth and began thrusting,
pushing in and out of her in blissful repetition, with both his
tongue and cock, not being gentle with her in the least. She was
tight, and held him like a glove. Her channel clamped down to grip
and release him with strong, urgent muscles. His balls slapped
against her ass. The sound mixed with her cries as she clawed her
nails down his back and bucked underneath him.

Julian released her mouth and placed his
elbows nearer to her and lifted up off her chest, so that his hips
were higher in the air. He began pumping into her hard and fast at
this angle, watching her delightfully agonized face.

“Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!
Aaahhhh... It’s so good!” she cried out to him, her pussy in sweet
agony.

“I told you your arousal would hurt, didn’t
I?” He drove into her over and over with sensual cruelty. “Answer
me, Kate. I told you, didn’t I?”

“Yes! Yes! You told me!” she moaned,
striving for a clear breath under his unstoppable attack.

Working into her harder and deeper, he
pounded her at a ruthless beat, and her moans turned into a
rendition of wails splashing over each other in waves.

“You didn’t believe me, did you?” he
questioned again, brutally pulling at her fraying edges.

She shook her head, unable to articulate any
longer. She wasn’t a coherent woman anymore. She wasn’t Kate. She
was her pussy, receiving his cock. That was her reason for being,
and she relished it.

“You believe me now, don’t you? Don’t you?”
His breathing was heavy and labored as he tried to contain his own
release. Her sounds, the cries, the moans, the way she shook,
clawed and clenched at him, giving herself over to him, was making
him crazed with lust.

“Aaaahh! Yes! Yes! Ooooooh! Yes!” She
screamed out her orgasm, looking him in the eyes.

Her sweat-covered body quaked and shuddered
beneath him, and his cock continued working inside her, dragging
another orgasm out of her. Shattered, her legs dropped lifelessly
from around his hips, to the bed. She lay unmoving under him,
shivering out the remnants of her orgasm, as he pounded her faster
and harder, until he pushed inside her to the hilt one final time,
emptying himself inside her.

Cock still hard and deep inside, he shifted
her face in his hands, bending down to kiss her, dipping his tongue
into her open mouth, flicking at hers until she kissed him back
with all the passion she had left.

When he drew back to look at her, Kate’s
face held a peace he had never seen on her. She was smiling up at
him with bright eyes looking into his, as her fingertips traced his
jawline. Transfixed, he continued to look at her. His beautiful
Kate. Memorizing the moment.

I did this. Me.

He was pleased with himself for more than
just making her come. His heart grew physically painful at the
thought of leaving her side.

He pulled out of her with a groan, shifted
Kate up in the bed, and climbed in beside her. Dragging her into
his arms, he cradled her head against his chest with his arm around
her, his fingers in her curls. She had her eyes open, but remained
silent as he held her, and the minutes ticked by.

He never wanted to let her go. She belonged
in his arms. In his bed. Or hers. Whichever. It didn’t matter, as
long as they were together.

Kate caressed his chest where she was curled
into him. She wrapped her arm around his waist and threw her leg
over his, tugging him close and sighing in contentment. “I’ll never
doubt you again,” she whispered, looking up at his face.

A new scheme started to whirl to creation in
his mind. A scheme leading to forever with the woman in his arms.
The way his scheme should have been planned from the beginning.

Shaking her shoulder, Julian stirred Kate,
bringing her mentally back to him as she made haphazard lines and
circles on his chest with the tips of her fingers.

“Come on, love. Let’s get you cleaned up,
and I’ll tuck you in to sleep.”

He tried to make his voice sound less
miserable than he felt at leaving her. He told himself that he
would devise his perfect scheme and return to her for good.

Kate clutched his chest hard, her nails
digging into his flesh, her eyes flying up at him, showing her
terror at the thought of his leaving, as he said he would.

He yanked Kate to his mouth, crushing his
lips against hers, before sitting up, and going into the bathroom
to start running water for their shower. Julian stayed in the
bathroom as the water heated, with his head down, unable to face
Kate’s questioning eyes. He understood she would never voice her
need for him, since she had accepted his invitation for just one
night. He also knew with absolute conviction that neither of them
wanted to be apart.

After a few minutes, he tested the
temperature of the water and walked back into the bedroom, where
Kate was sitting up with the sheet drawn over her breasts. Her eyes
were wide as saucers, curls sticking out wild around her head,
watching him cross the room to her.

“No hiding from me. You’re mine.” He took
the sheet from her, gathered her into his arms, and carried her
into the windowless bathroom. He kicked the door closed and walked
into the steaming shower. Easing her to standing, he moved with her
under the spray, holding her tight to him and kissing her hair.
Kate’s arms went around Julian, and she pressed kisses over his
heart, before her questioning eyes raised to his troubled face.

Opening his mouth, Julian started to confess
everything to her, just as he told her he would on the roof, but
still shielding her from his true nature, as she was in a fragile
enough state already.

“I want you to look at me, and listen to
each word I say, okay? I need you to really hear what I am saying
to you. Promise me, beauty.”

“Okay, I will. I promise.”

He took a deep breath before kissing her,
and then started speaking.

“Love, I told you my approach with you was
unconventional. Our entire story together, you and I, is and will
always be, unconventional. There’s nothing either of us can do
about it. We need to move forward, okay?”

“I’m listening.” She snuggled into his arms
tighter, shielding her face from the spray of the shower.

“I saw you outside of your work during the
deepest of nights in the dregs of the city, walking to your car in
a barely lit parking lot. I was immediately drawn to you. Utterly
smitten. You called out to me in the night without your ever even
knowing it. I didn’t even try to stay away from you because of the
predicament I’m in. I know I should have, but I couldn’t. You have
enthralled me in a way I have never known, love. Over the past few
months, I saw more of you and even asked about you at the shelter
to find out what I could. The more I learned and the more I saw,
the more my feelings for you grew. You’re so beautiful, both inside
and out. You don’t realize it, but you are.”

“Why didn’t you just come introduce
yourself? Why all of this?” She looked at him, bewildered.

“Because I have to shield you, love. That’s
why I can’t tell you my name, either. Please don’t be scared by
what I’m saying. I’m making it sound worse than it is, I think.” He
released her to take a step back and pushed his fingers through his
hair before looking at her again. “Please listen. If you will just
give me a chance, just give us a chance, I swear to you—I swear on
my life—we will be so good together. After I leave tonight, I will
get all this confusion sorted out properly and come back to you. I
want to be with you.”

“You scared me, you know? I’m not scared of
you now, but you really did scare me. Why did you do it?” She
looked up to him to see if he was hearing her.

Bending down to one knee, he took her hand
in his and looked at her with eyes filled with regret as hers
filled with tears.

“I never would have harmed you, and I am so
sorry I frightened you! Please, if you don’t believe anything else
I say to you tonight, you must believe those words. I used a silly
parlor trick to get inside your house, and I knew—I knew—once we
were together, you would want me as much as I want you. It may just
be physical now, the way you want me, but I will capture your heart
as you have captured mine. I promise you, and my promises, I keep.
Do you understand what I am saying to you? I need to know you are
hearing me clearly.”

While he lovingly gazed into her eyes, tears
began streaming down her cheeks at his words. She recognized he was
speaking truthfully from his heart. The sincerity she perceived in
his voice could not be questioned.

“Are you in the mafia? Or witness
protection? Is that why you can’t tell me your name? Those are the
only reasons I can think of.”

“No.” He laughed and shook his head. He was
no longer surprised at the ideas she came up with, although the
truth was more farfetched than even Kate could imagine. Maybe.
“It’s just a complication that has to be dealt with. That’s all. I
will be back for you.”

Standing again, he pulled her back into his
chest and tightened the grip he had around her.

“Beauty, will you have me? Is it in your
heart to trust me after all of this trickery on my part? If you can
agree, I will prove myself a man worthy of your hand. I will show
you how good we will be together. You will see you are my other
half, as I am yours. I know what you need, and I can give it to
you. Do you understand what I am saying to you?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Lifting her chin up, he kissed her again
gently as his fingers ran down the sides of her face to her
chin.

“I will be your strength, and you will be my
light. I will be a man you can rely on to be there for you, and
only you. Please say ‘yes.’ Please. Accept me as yours, and you as
mine. Accept us. Please, love.”

Kate acknowledged to herself she didn’t
really know anything about the man, but something in him spoke to
her. He had broken through all her defenses. Those in her mind and
those in her body. He had lifted her to heights she’d never
climbed, and not just physically. He brought her back from the edge
when she was close to hurling herself into an emotionally
self-destructive sea. He made her face herself and see the truth,
rather than the lies. He made her face him and accept his word when
she could no longer reject it. Despite everything, she trusted him,
even though he wouldn’t, or couldn’t, tell her everything about
himself. Kate wasn’t able to say how or why, but everything felt
right with that man in a way she had never felt with any other.

She lifted her head and pulled him down to
her, pressing her lips to his, and whispered the only word he had
allowed her that night. The only word she wanted to say. “Yes.”

She then joined their mouths in a kiss that
burned them through. He pressed Kate’s back against the shower
wall, taking her face in his hands, showing her his passion until
she couldn’t breathe, and pulled away. He tugged her face back, and
asked, “Beauty, will you let me make love to you?”

Kate ran her fingertips over his lips,
touching where his words of love left his body to come to hers.
Looking up into his eyes, she nodded as she pulled him to her, to
kiss his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she raised
her leg to his waist. Never breaking his connection to her, he bent
his knees before sliding into her, and started to work himself in
and out of her slowly. Once he had set his pace, he leaned down and
said into her ear in a low voice, “This is yours, beauty. The part
of me that’s inside you right now. I’m going to go slowly so you
can feel all of it. All of what’s yours. Do you feel your cock
inside you? Do you like it there?” he groaned as he slid in and out
of her.

“Yes, lover.” Her voice was laced with
all-consuming need of him, and he almost came at the endearment
from her lips. “Yes.”

“Yes! Call me that! Again!” he moaned,
picking up the pace and pulling her to him tighter.

“Lover...” She gasped at his length entering
her quicker, his hips thrusting at his own maddening, sensual
tempo. Kate’s moans shot higher as he pushed his thick length in
and out of her. She clutched the soft hair at the back of his
head.

“Again.”

“Lover!” She obeyed, repeating her name for
him to his face.

“Again! Tell me who I am to you, Kate!” He
started to go at her harder.

“Oh! Loverrrr! Yeaaaas! Yeeaaaaaas!”

“Please don’t stop saying it,” he begged,
grasping her leg and hooking his arm underneath her knee.

“Loverrr!” she cried as he began to pound
into her harder and harder, his pace quickening again. His cock was
hitting a different part of her at that angle. “Lovvvver! Lovvvver!
Lovvvverrrr!” she shouted, drawing it out longer, the harder he
worked her pussy.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” He slammed into her with
force at each word spoken.

“Aaaaaaaa!” Julian caught her scream with
his mouth, taking her pleasure down his throat.

“Mine.” He looked into her eyes as her pussy
continued to ripple in waves around his hardness.

“You’re mine, Kate. Do you understand?” He
demanded an answer.

“Yes, lover!” she wailed, looking into his
darkening eyes.

“Remember, beauty. We belong to each other.
I am yours, just as you are mine.”

He picked up her other leg, wrapping it
around his waist, and pummeled into her as she wailed and clung to
him. With a final thrust, he seated himself fully into her. He
clutched the hair on the back of her head, blue eyes boring into
green, as he emptied himself in her heat.

“We’re going to be together, beauty,” he
promised again, and kissed her hard. When her body stopped shaking
with the afterglow of their passion, he set her feet down on the
shower floor.