Hammer's Fall (The Breakers' Bad Boys) (12 page)

The sound of her scream rang out into the stillness. Every time he took her felt like the first. He knew he was big and usually struggled to hold still to let her body get used him, but right now he couldn’t hold back. He let out a vicious curse as he began pounding into her, jerking his hips in uncontrolled thrusts. “Shit, your tight pussy fights me every time.”

“I’m fine. Don’t hold back. I need you, Jared.”

His hand curled around her shoulder while the other wrapped around her waist, securing her in place as he began surging inside of her with more force. He felt like a fucking animal leaning over her so he covered her back and hated himself for loving the way he could control her smaller body beneath him in this position. Blood roared in his ears as he pistoned his hips harder. He knew he was close, but he wanted something more. He had gotten addicted to watching Kali’s eyes glaze as he spilled himself inside her and he needed that now.

Pulling out of her, he jerked her to her feet, then sat her back down on the seat. He tore off one of her shoes, freeing one of her legs from her jeans so he could spread her legs wide, jerking them around his hips as he pushed back inside her. Gripping the back of her neck to help hold her in position, he fucked his cock back into her pussy as her hands gripped at his sweatshirt. She cried out his name over and over again, saying it like a mantra as he pounded himself inside her, harder and faster.

“Naughty fairies get fucked hard for teasing me,” he growled.

“Just one fairy,” she panted, her brilliant green eyes burning with passion. “Only me.”

“Only you.”

He lowered his hand between their joined bodies and began rubbing her clit as his hips pumped furiously. “Ah, God, Kali. I’m coming. I can’t hold on. Come with me. Come with me now.”

He pinched her clit and made her scream his name as she came again, her body clenching so tight around his thick cock that he couldn’t move. He groaned as he watched her eyes go opaque, loving the way she lost herself in the passion he gave her. He’d never seen anything as beautiful as Kali in the throes of climax, and just the sight of it pushed him over the edge so his cock erupted, filling her with pulse after pulse of his seed.

Chapter Seven

Kalista looked up at the night sky, admiring the glittering starlight as she sat on Jared’s back patio. The land dropped down beyond the massive stone patio, making it seem like the sea was right outside the back door, almost like his house was in a world all its own. She loved how the gentle sound of the waves mixed with the blues music Jared had playing on the outdoor speakers from the sound system he had installed in every room of the house.

Boys and their toys.

Contentment filled her as she snuggled back into the comfortable pillows on the wicker chair that was in front of a large fire pit that helped chase away the chill in the air. She smiled to herself as she thought back over the last few hours, and knew she was blushing at her own daring. The evening had turned out to be more than she had hoped for. Jared had welcomed her into his home, not that she had gotten a chance to see much of it until he’d made love to her again.

After they had both come down from the intensity of their release in the picnic area, they had gotten redressed without saying a word. The silence had unnerved her, making her feel self-conscious about seducing him in such a public place, but then he had kissed her hard and told her once wasn’t enough.

“Get your sweet ass back on this bike. The next time I fuck you it’s gonna be in my bed.”

She’d been smiling as they got back on the road, eager to get to his house. He had driven them toward the coast, and the first sight of Jared’s house on the beach had taken her breath away. It was a masterpiece of stone and glass, with two tiers of balconies and glass windows that looked out over the water.

She wasn’t given much time to admire the view, though. Once he pulled the motorcycle into his driveway and turned it off, he had grabbed her hand, pulling her with him to the front door. He’d shoved the key into the door then dragged her inside.

They hadn’t made it to the bed.

Jared had taken her on the couch, making love to her with a desperate passion that both thrilled and soothed a part of her soul that had been worried he had been getting bored with her. He was a famous fighter, used to scores of beautiful women throwing themselves at him all the time. How could a little baker keep his interest? She had struggled to push her self-doubt aside, reveling in the freedom of touching his body as thoroughly as he touched her.

When they were done, he had amazed her by taking her up to his bedroom to show her the clothes he had ordered for her. The master suite was huge, with sage colored walls and dark mahogany furniture and an enormous bed that took up the majority of the room. He had opened two drawers of his dresser, showing her the various clothing he had gotten from his sponsor, which was a good thing since he had torn the shirt she had been wearing. At the rate they were going, she was going to have to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe, not that she minded.

She felt her heart skip a beat at seeing how he had made room for her in his bedroom. It was a little thing, but after going through a battle to even leave a toothbrush at her ex’s place, it meant so much to her that Jared made her feel welcomed into his home and his life.

He chuckled when her stomach growled, and they had gotten dressed when he promised to feed her. She’d chosen to wear a pair of black sweatpants, a tank top, and a zip-up hoodie all with the Rough and Tough logo displayed in hot-pink. He had dressed in his own sweatpants and t-shirt, then they made their way down to the kitchen to make dinner.

He had opened a bottle of red wine, pouring each of them a glass, then he handed her one of the glasses of dark ruby liquid. “Why don’t you just relax while I get everything ready?”

“I can help.”

“You always cook for me. Let me just get these potatoes ready, then I’ll have the steaks going in a few minutes,” he’d said.

She’d taken a sip of her wine and hummed in pleasure as the rich flavor hit her tongue. “Steak and baked potatoes. My favorite.”

He smiled. “We have a salad, too.”

Her brow had lifted at that. “From a bag?”

He’d sent her an injured look that had made her laugh. “Just because I’m a guy that doesn’t mean I can’t put a salad together.”

It shouldn’t have surprised her that he was so adept in the kitchen. He’d obviously had his share of salads while he had been training. Thinking about that time of his life made her curious, but she hadn’t wanted to push for information that still might be painful after he had been forced to retire.

He had poked holes in some potatoes before placing them in the microwave while she began cutting veggies for their salad when she insisted on helping. They worked together with ease, comfortable in each other’s presence. As soon as the salad was finished, he’d ushered her out on the patio, settling her in the comfortable chair then he draped a soft throw blanket on her lap before going in to grab the steaks.

Hammer fired up the grill that he had cleaned and filled with new coals earlier. He felt a deep sense of satisfaction having Kali at his house. He wanted her to feel at home, since he wanted her to eventually get used to the idea of living there with him. When the coals were lit and a nice fire started, he left them to get nice and hot.

Sitting down on the chair next to Kali, he leaned back and picked up his own glass of wine. “Okay, I have to ask. How much do I have to apologize for? You met my mother today, right?”

Her laughter rang out like audible starlight, warming his heart. “You don’t have to apologize. She loves you. It was nice to hear just how much she cares as she talked about you. It would have been nice to get a heads up, though.”

He fidgeted on his chair. “So, how did everything go?”

“It was great. I love the rescue center and the work they’re doing there.” She paused, nibbling on her lower lip until he reached out to soothe the place where she had bitten it.

“What is it?”

“There was this puppy…”

He chuckled as he set his glass down and stood up, walking over to the grill to throw their steaks on. “One of the pit bulls they just rescued? I heard about that. Some sick fucker… sorry, I meant—”

“No, I think that is an accurate description of the person who could treat those puppies like that.” She turned in her chair so she could look at him and couldn’t help the tears that burned in the back of her eyes. “They tossed them away like garbage, Jared. They didn’t deserve that.”

He walked back over to her and stroked a hand over her short hair. “No, baby. They didn’t. Evie and the others will find them good homes.”

“Well, about that. I was thinking…maybe I could adopt one. There was this little gray puppy that seemed to like me and I hated leaving him there. It’s silly, right? Evie told me there were all kinds of rules to having pit bull, which seems so unfair because they seem so friendly.”

“They are, but it’s the sick bastards that have abused them in the past and made them aggressive that has caused people to fear that breed,” he said as he walked back over to the grill to turn the steaks. “How do you like your steak?”

“Still mooing.”

He laughed. “That’s my girl. These are almost ready.”

He went back inside to grab the potatoes from the microwave and put them on plates with some salad they had tossed with Italian dressing. He cut both of the potatoes open and sprinkled them with salt, then added a pat of butter and a heaping spoonful of sour cream. He walked back outside carrying both plates, and put one cooked steak on each plate. Kali had gotten up from the chair, moving over to the patio table where she filled both of their glasses. He set the plates down on the placemats he had set out earlier then pulled out a chair for her to sit.

“Wow, this looks amazing. Thank you for all of this. But, Jared, this steak is as big as my head.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll eat whatever you don’t finish,” he said with a wink before they began to eat. “I love steak. I was on a pretty strict diet when I was in training, but now that I’m retired it’s a pleasure to eat what I like.”

She had noticed during their time together that he ate a massive amount, but he had to with all the workouts he did. “You still stay in very good shape.”

“Part of that is habit I guess, but I own a gym, so what else am I going to do? I do love working out, but I like doing it at my own pace and not having to worry about what condition I’m in or if I’m at peak fighting form.”

“Do you miss it?” she asked before she could stop herself.

He took a sip of his wine as he thought about it. “Maybe at first right after I had the surgery, but after a while I realized that fighting was just a part of my life, and now that it’s over I can focus on other things.”

“I like that you’re helping other people with your rehabilitation center.”

“I do, too. We are still setting up some programs, but we should be getting more people in soon. Evie has been great setting up places for the guys to stay when they come in town, and I reached out to some of my contacts in the Army to tell them what I’m doing here. I wouldn’t be surprised if they don’t start sending people my way after they are finished at the military rehab centers. After you recover from an injury sometimes it’s easier to take those final steps back to normal life somewhere else.”

“There are enough former military men and women in Breakers that they can still feel comfortable, I guess,” she added.

He grinned. “Yeah, we’re all over the place here. Hey, you can’t be finished already.”

“Jared, you fed me half a cow. I can’t eat anymore!” With a laugh, she pushed her plate toward him, and he took the half of her steak she had left since he had already finished his own. She watched in awe as he began wolfing down the remaining food with ease.

“Tell me, what kind of rules are there to owning a pit bull?”

She leaned back in her chair with a sigh. “They aren’t rules exactly, but Evie said that they make sure to check if the dog gets along with any other pets in the house, and they also like to make sure there is a fenced in backyard where the dog can run and play and can’t escape from.”

“That doesn’t seem like a problem. You don’t have any other pets.”

“No, I don’t, but there isn’t exactly a lot of space for me to build a fenced in yard behind the bakery. I have the patio area…but I use that for customers when the weather is nice. Keeping him in the apartment would be okay when he’s a puppy, but when he gets bigger he’ll need someplace where he can run and play. It wouldn’t be fair to keep him locked up all the time.”

Hammer took his time thinking as he chewed his last bite. His house was large, and even though the back yard opened to the bluff, he could easily install a fenced in yard on the right side near the garage. They could make it large enough to have a little wading pool and maybe some equipment similar to what he had seen at the rescue center. It would be perfect for a dog. There was a side door through the mud room he never used that lead outside that they could even put a doggie door in for easy access. Considering it, he didn’t want to say anything…yet. He didn’t want to scare her. There would be time to convince her to move in with him later.

Instead, he focused on what he could do for her right now.

“I have that huge field we replanted when we tore up the old parking lot next to the gym. We could enclose part of it and use it for the dog while we’re at work.”

She froze with her wine glass halfway to her lips, then set it down as she stared at him in disbelief. “You…we…what?”

He shrugged, going for nonchalance. “Some of the guys have dogs. Actually, it would be nice if we could have the dogs play together while the owners are working out inside. Besides, it’s close enough that you could check on him whenever you want and I could help watch him during the day.”

“You’d really do that?”

“Sure, why not?”

Kalista blinked rapidly to keep her tears at bay. Why was he always surprising her with his kindness? She bit her lip with an effort not to blurt out how much she loved him in that moment. It never occurred to her that he would want to help her or would do something as extreme as building her a fenced in area for her to be able to adopt a puppy. Letting her emotions guide her, she got up from her seat and walked around the table. He pushed back his chair, turning towards her with a questioning glance that changed to surprise when she sat down and curled herself on his lap, putting her arms around his neck.