Her Every Fantasy (11 page)

“That was a good idea,” he stated as she walked toward him. He pulled her into his arms and placed a brief kiss on her lips. “Turn around for me.”

She did as he asked, and he found the zipper on her dress. He slid the zipper down. The smooth skin that he uncovered was tempting. Leaning forward he placed a kiss on her skin. Once he finished unzipping the dress, he gave a slight tug, and his erection strained to be released from its confines. If the sight was this phenomenal from the back, he could only imagine what it would be like from the front. He turned her around to face him then pulled her closer to him.

“You are beautiful.”

She smiled. “Thank you. I feel a little underdressed compared to you.”

He’d left her bra and panties on, but he was still fully dressed. Bringing her hand up to his chest, he whispered, “Undress me.”

She did, taking her time to explore what she uncovered until James had all that he could take. He removed her undergarments then his own. Pulling her down on the bed with him, he turned so that he landed first. He reversed their positions again, bringing his lips down on hers. He shivered at the sensation of her bare breasts against the rough hair on his chest. Her nipples tightened, and they both groaned. He pulled back, and she groaned only to stop when his hands came up and replaced his chest.

He began to stroke her breasts until she shuddered hard against him. Her thighs clinched together involuntarily, and he chuckled low in his throat. He knew exactly what she needed. Her body twisted uncontrollably beneath him, seeking his touch. She went to reach for his shoulders, but he slid out of her reach and moved lower. His trailed his tongue down her
body,
leaving a hot, wet path He kissed the undersides of her breasts before moving on to her flat stomach. When he slid lower, he paused. He lifted her legs over his arms, nipping at the soft skin inside her thighs as he parted her legs. She gasped, and being that she was new to all of this, he wondered if she was ready for it.

He touched his mouth to her, and her body let him know that she was ready. She lurched upward uncontrollably, but he held her fast and pressed her back onto the mattress. He felt the tension building in her, and she asked him not to stop the wonderful sensation. He had no intention of stopping anytime soon. He continued to pleasure her. He felt her thighs stiffen and tremble. Her hands clenched the bed sheet, and her hips arched into his. Her head thrashed from side to side. Her cries of passion escalated until the tension exploded, and her release came with a force that left her panting and limp. James had waited until he was certain that she’d found her pleasure, but his own desire was beyond waiting now. His heart pounding and his breathing ragged, he covered her body with his own.

He reached beneath the pillow for the condom that he slid under it earlier. The protection was donned in record time. He fit himself between her legs, poised to enter her. His eyes found hers, and the emotion that he read there made him smile as he began to enter her. There was a hint of discomfort that appeared in her expression, but it was gone before he could draw in his next breath. He held still and made sure that she was okay before moving again. She tensed instinctively, and he struggled to find some control as he felt the final shudders of her pleasure tightening around him. Then he began to move, agonizingly slow, within her, before gradually withdrawing, then filling her again, deeper still in a thrusting motion.

“Look at me, Kristina,” he whispered in a gravelly voice as he continued to thrust slowly into her and relished each and every time he did so.

He watched as she did what he asked, met her gaze mere seconds before he leaned closer and took her mouth. The stroke of his tongue with hers was as slow and deliberate as the joining of their bodies—pushing forward, retreating, and then pushing forward again. He could feel his erection expanding inside her with each time he entered her.

She traced his shoulder and gripped it on occasion. Never had he imagined that it would feel like this but he knew from experience that this was rare. Something that he’d never felt with Nicole. He knew that it wouldn’t be this way with anyone else but Kayla. He began to change his movements, and he could feel his pleasure beginning to build.

His body took over. It seemed to know what to do. His teeth clenched as she began matching his rhythm, arching beneath him as he drove into her. When he kissed her, she moaned, crossing her legs over his back taking him deeper. Seconds later, she threw her head back, and a cry of pleasure burst from deep within her throat. She pulled him over the edge with her, and he dropped his face onto her throat. His groan of pleasure vibrated in her ear as her body drained him of every drop of his essence. He rolled to the side to keep from crushing her. He kept them connected. He caressed her, up and down her back.

“Are you okay?”

She nodded. “Yes, I am.”

He held her a few moments, both enjoying the residual ripples his release. “I wish that I could hold you all night.”

She looked up at him. “How long can you stay?”

He looked over at the clock. It was still early. He could at least stay for another three hours. He pulled away from her, withdrawing slowly. “I can stay until midnight. So how about we take a shower and take it from there?”

She nodded. “That sounds good.”

He rolled out of bed and headed for her bathroom. When he looked in the mirror, he had to smile because he almost didn’t recognize himself. He looked relaxed and satisfied. Tonight had been an interesting night. It had also been a wonderful one. He knew that it could only get better from here.

“So you are okay?”

Kayla nodded at Keirra’s question. It was Monday night, and they were doing what they normally did on Monday—eat at Sam’s Café. As soon as she walked in the restaurant, her sisters had known something was different. They had decided to take turns at guessing what it was. Kristen had guessed right on the first try. They had already ordered their food, and Kayla was grateful that her sisters weren’t asking for details. She wouldn’t be surprised if they wanted to make her suffer.

“I am glad for you.”

She reached across the table and took Kristen’s hand in hers. “I am happy for you as well.”

Keirra inclined her head toward the engagement ring on her sister’s hand. “What is it like being engaged?”

Kristen’s smile widened.
“Different, but fun.”

“Have you set a date yet?” Kayla asked after she swallowed the sip of soda she’d just taken.

Kristen shook her head. “No, we haven’t. I gave Randy a list of dates to see if there was one that he thought was good. We both have agreed that we don’t want to get married near any holidays or birthdays. We will come up with a date soon enough.
But when we set a date, you two will be first to know because I’m going to count on both of you to help me with the wedding plans.

Nadia came back with their food, and all three of them thanked her gratefully. They all seemed to be hungry tonight.

Kayla looked over at Keirra. “How is Eric?”

Keirra released a pent-up breath. “Back at work, thankfully.”

Kayla laughed, and Keirra rolled her eyes. Kayla knew how happy her sister was that the doctor had given Eric the okay to go return to duty, and not a moment too soon. He’d started to become like a caged animal since he’d been shot the day after Thanksgiving. In the beginning, he’d been okay because he’d been sore and hadn’t been in any rush to get back. The last three weeks of his time off duty had been rough. Eric had felt like he was healed at this point and had started to become restless.

Kayla knew that her sister now regretted the plan that she’d come up with to keep him from becoming too restless. Sexual gratification had been one of those ways. Keirra hadn’t minded, at least not in the beginning. But for the last two weeks, all Kayla and Kristen had heard from Keirra was that she was hoping the doctor would give Eric the okay for the sake of her students. As it stood right now, the lack of sleep was affecting Keirra’s ability to stay focused during the day. Kristen spoke, interrupting her thoughts.

“Maybe those dark circles under your eyes will go away now.”

Keirra almost choked on the piece of steak that she eaten and gave Kristen the evil eye. “That is so not funny.”

Kayla laughed, and Keirra fought her own chuckle. Kayla knew Keirra loved Eric. He was a good guy, and she was glad that Keirra had chosen to stick with him in spite of the fears that she had stemming from their past. The fear of losing Eric in the line of duty like they’d lost her father was still there, but Keirra was dealing with it, and she knew that Eric was doing his best to at least meet her sister halfway. She had a gut feeling that they would be together a long time.

“So how do you want this thing with James to play out?”

She shrugged at Keirra’s question, but there was a slight smile on her face. “He is a good man, and I wouldn’t mind getting seriously involved with him. But I’m not looking to rush into putting a label on anything either. I just want it to happen naturally.”

She meant that. When she’d first laid eyes on James, it had been lust at first sight. Now that she’d met him and was in the process of getting to know him, it was more than that. Was it love? Not yet, but it had the potential.

“Earth to Kayla.”

Her head snapped up, and both of her sisters were looking at her expectantly. She knew that she’d missed something while off in her own thoughts again. It was something that she’d been doing a lot of lately. “I’m sorry. I didn’t hear the question.”

“Kristen asked how your students have been behaving since the parent conference.”

One corner of her mouth tilted upward, and she reported that their behavior had improved a great deal. She could actually get through that class period without one of the girls taking snobby shots at the others.

Today had been interesting. The groups for the project had been put together, and each group had been given a list of wars in American History. The girls had chosen the War of 1812 to write about. She’d also assigned them weekly progress reports to turn in to her. The reports were designed to make sure that all did their part in the paper. If the students were honest, the reports should work out very well. She had let the students know anything that they put down on the report would be confidential. This was for grading purposes only. She herself had once been a student and knew that when it came to group work, each didn’t necessarily pull his or her load, but everyone wanted credit for the grade. So hopefully the way she was going about this would keep everyone honest.

“I’m glad everything is working out.”

Kristen exhaled softly. “So am I. Yesterday was the first time I have seen Dan sober in a while.”

Keirra elbowed her. “That isn’t nice.”

Kristen shrugged. “I know, but it is true. Although the kicker is that I swear I saw him with Brigette.”

Kayla choked on the bite of angel hair pasta that she’d just taken as Kristen continued.

“By the time I got around to get a second look, they were pulling off.”

Keirra laughed. “It couldn’t have been Brigette. Trish would have committed murder by now, and there would be a full-out war in Kayla’s classroom.”

She remained silent. It really could have been Brigette in the truck with Dan. Who knows what could have happened if someone besides Kristen had seen them. She would talk to Brigette to see what was going on. Maybe she could stop by Brigette’s house on the way home if they didn’t leave Sam’s too late.

“Get your mind off James.”

Kayla smiled at Keirra’s comment. If her sisters knew what she’d just been thinking about, they would probably flip. Instead, she just went along with Keirra’s assumption.

“How can I when the man is so fine? Besides, I didn’t tell you to keep your mind off Eric, did I?”

Keirra’s smile grinned. “No, you didn’t, but it wouldn’t have worked anyway.”

Kristen pushed her plate away. “I am stuffed.”

There was still half a piece of chicken left behind. Kayla snagged it before Keirra could even pick her fork up. She cut the piece in half and gave it to Keirra, who thanked her graciously. Kayla bit into her piece of the moist chicken and almost moaned in pleasure.

“I hope that I fall in love soon. You two seem to be losing weight, and judging from the dress that I wore this weekend, I am gaining it.”

Keirra laughed. “I don’t know about Kristen, but the amount of sex that Eric and I have is what is causing me to lose my weight.”

Kristen rolled her eyes. “Running after several children during the day and a three-year-old at night is keeping me skinny.”

Kayla looked at her sister. “Are you and Randy planning on having any children together?”

Kristen shrugged. “We have talked about it.”

Keirra pushed her plate away.
“Sounds dangerous to me.”

She chuckled as she pushed her own plate away. “No worse than what she is already dealing with, considering the fact that she runs a day care center.”

Like clockwork, Nadia appeared at their table and removed their plates. Moments later, she returned with their checks. They each settled their bill and made their way toward the front door. Somehow, they had all managed to park side by side in the parking lot, so they didn’t have to escort each other to their cars. Kristen was the first to pull out of the parking lot, followed by Keirra, and she Kayla left last.

She drove home, but a block from her street, she took a left going toward the Holbrock residence. Fortunately Brigette had been able move out of the bad and rundown neighborhood that she’d lived in while she was in school. High school had been tough on Brigette. Pregnancy prior to graduating hadn’t made it any better. There had been several times when Kayla and her sisters had babysat Somer to give Brigette a break, or if Brigette had to go to work. Brigette’s mother had died giving birth to her, and Brigette’s father had been a cold and heartless man. Not to mention Brigette had spent the night at their house because her father had been drinking heavily, and she didn’t want him to harm her or the baby.

Times had been hard for Brigette, but after high school they seemed to get a little better, especially financially. She’d never said why that happened, but Kayla had a good idea now how it had. The Goodmans had money. It was also old money.

She turned into the yard of the modest house and smiled. It was a nice-looking home, and it was definitely Brigette. After parking behind Brigette’s car, she got out and headed up the walkway toward the house. Brigette answered the door after the first ring of the bell. Brigette’s eyes widened when she saw who stood there.

“Hi, Kayla.
This is a surprise.”

“I hope that I’m not interrupting anything.”

Brigette shook her head no. “Please come in.”

She sighed. “As much as I would like to, what I want to talk to you about might be best said out here.”

Brigette’s eyes widened with concern before she stepped outside and closed the door. “Is there more conflict among the girls?”

“No, not at all.
Things have been going really well.”

Kayla paused not, really sure how to approach the subject. After a second of deliberation, she decided to be straightforward. There really was no other way to be. “My sister thinks that she saw you with Dan this weekend.” She held up her hands before Brigette could respond. “If you were together, it is none of my business. I just came to warn you to be more careful, especially since there are a lot of people who don’t know about the past that the two of you have together.”

Brigette brought a shaky hand to her mouth. “I was with Dan, but it was totally innocent.”

Kayla put a reassuring hand on Brigette’s shoulder. “I am sure that it was, and I’m not here to judge you by any means. I never have, and I never will, but any gossiper could have made this a bad situation.”

Brigette nodded. “I started to tell Dan no when he asked me to ride with him and talk.”
Brigette sighed heavily.
“I thought that the tint on his truck would be concealing enough. I guess I was wrong.”

Kayla smiled at Brigette. “Kristen didn’t know for sure that it was you. She just thought that it was.”

Brigette shook her head. “Close enough.”

She paused, and then asked Brigette a difficult question. “Are you in love with him?”

Brigette’s eyes widened. “I’m not sure anymore.”

Kayla asked another difficult question. “Is he is love with you?”

Brigette laughed. “I doubt it. Does he care about me? Yes, just like I care about him, but he loves Somer. We are trying to figure out when would be a good time to come out with the fact that Dan is Somer’s father.”

Kayla was silent for a moment. She knew that when the truth did come out, it was going to rock Baxley. “Well, I know that you are a grown woman, and you know what you are doing. I just wanted to warn you to be careful.”

Brigette released a pent-up breath. “Thanks for the warning, Kayla. If I haven’t told you, you have always been a good friend.”

She leaned forward to hug Brigette. “So are you.”