JoshuasMistake (11 page)

Joshua said, “Yeah, I’m at Will’s place. And Kane, I’m
pretty sure it’s Banta.”

A string of loud mumbling made its way out of the phone.
Joshua pulled it away from his ear. “I’ll be there in a few hours.”

Tessa heard the last words before Joshua said goodbye to his
brother and hit the End button on the phone and tossed it into a nearby garbage
can.

“He’s upset,” Joshua said.

“I gathered that.”

“Banta hurt his wife pretty badly.”

“I’m looking forward to meeting your brother.”

He smiled. “You may be the first. Kane’s a little rough
around the edges.”

“Now I’m intrigued.” She imagined his brother was similar to
him, polished and in control. This new information was interesting.

“Did he mention the Flacks?” she asked.

Joshua nodded. “They’re both fine. The house was completely
trashed, but the bomb shelter is deep enough no one ever sensed them. Kane and
Lena went over and got them out that afternoon. Peggy was pretty upset about
the house, but otherwise they’re fine and Kane took them back to their place
until this is over.”

“I’m glad to hear they’re all right.”

He took her hand and kissed it. She had no idea why he
looked so pleased, but she enjoyed the attention.

“You didn’t have to send him to check on my parents.” She
was trembling and she had to make an effort to stop the flow of giddy
adrenaline coursing through her body.

He cocked his head to one side. “I assumed you’d want to
check on them.”

“I do, but…”

He stopped walking and pulled her around to face him. “Look,
I get it, you’re not used to people doing things for you. To be honest neither
am I. Your parents might be in danger, probably not, but it’s possible. I know
you’ll be more at ease if you know they’re safe. I wouldn’t want anything to
happen to them. Kane is not far from Ohio. He’ll make a quick stop, check on
them, let them know you’re safe and then he’ll come down here.”

He was right, she wasn’t used to anyone doing things for
her. She was used to being self-sufficient and taking care of herself. Suddenly
she needed someone and the crazy part was she didn’t mind. What was happening
between them? It had been a surprise to see the great Joshua Lakeland was
jealous that afternoon. Not that he had any reason to be jealous. She’d never
had any interest in Jess. He was a great agent and a good friend and maybe a
long time ago Jess would have liked it to be more. But she had always known for
Jess it would have been just sex and would only complicate their working
relationship. As a result they had become good friends and Jess had stopped
making passes. Maybe he also saw the benefits of not complicating their
relationship.

She’d expected questions from Joshua about Jess, but once
she’d taken his hand all the worry and jealousy had gone.

The most amazing thing was that little Tessa Clark had so much
power over the most powerful Psi Agent in the world. The notion made her a
little nervous as they headed back to Will’s.

Once he parked back at the small airport he tugged her
toward a smaller building that looked as if it was a storage shed. He slid open
the barn-style door and flipped a light switch to reveal an authentic dojo.
Brown beams separated opaque Asian-style windows she imagined let natural light
in during the day but kept the glare down and the place cool. The ceiling was
the same off white with the dark-brown beams while the floor was covered with
white padding to keep injuries down. At one end were three small poufs that
were low to the ground and she guessed were used for meditation.

“This is really something.” Kicking off her heels, she stepped
all the way inside and heard the door slide shut behind her. The matted floor
was warm under her feet and she curled her toes into the foam.

She heard him move half a second before he swept her leg and
she crashed to the mat she had just been admiring. Instinct took over and she
popped back to her feet, spinning in his direction.

“I noticed in the kitchen you have some skills.” He circled
to the right and stood in the middle of the dojo.

She ignored the fact she was not dressed for a fight and
took her stance a few feet in front of him, but out of range of his arms or
legs. “I can hold my own.”

“We’ll see.” He came forward and threw a series of punches
she easily blocked, right to the face, left to the gut, right to the gut, left
to the face.

She kept her eyes focused on his before spinning back out of
range. She couldn’t beat him with force. He was bigger and stronger. She would
have to outmaneuver him. When he came forward again she ducked into a low kick
that took his right foot out and sent him to the mat with a loud thud. She
should have gone in for the kill while he was on the ground. He’d been
surprised. She had the time. Instead she reached behind her back, pulled the
zipper at her waist, reached the back of her neck, tugged the bow there and let
the red silk dress fall to the ground.

In just her white thong she reached her hand down to offer
him help up.

His eyes were still on her body when he took the offered
hand and jumped to his feet. His hands came up in a fighting stance. “Are we
continuing or are you taking the match in a new direction?”

“You started this.” She was already in her stance and ready
when he stalked forward and threw two quick punches, which she blocked before
throwing one of her own that connected though it did little damage to his
shoulder.

She tried for his legs again, but he was ready this time and
countered the sweep, putting her on the mat before she had time to rebalance.
His body pinned hers to the floor.

“I think I’ve had enough fighting. You don’t play fair.” He
looked toward the red dress puddled on the stark white floor.

“Does that mean I win?” His thigh spread her legs and
pressed deliciously against her pussy. She didn’t want to fight either, but she
surely didn’t want to stop.

“Do you think you could get up from your current
circumstance?” His smile was wicked.

She assessed her situation. She could possibly knee him in
the groin. That was likely her best bet. “You wouldn’t like how I’d do it, but
yeah, I could get up if I needed to.”

His smile never dimmed. “Then you win, beautiful.”

His lips covered hers and his tongue warmed her mouth,
sending shocks of sensation to all her nerve endings. He was still fully
dressed as he broke the kiss and moved lower, showering her with a trail of
kisses that ended at the elastic of her panties. “Remind me to tell Will he has
good taste.”

She giggled. “A little too good if you asked me.”

He shrugged and slid his fingers under the tiny confection,
tugging it down her long legs and tossing it in the general direction of her
discarded dress.

Completely naked in the center of the dojo floor she should
have felt exposed, but he was on his knees looking down at her and she loved
every wondrous expression that crossed his face. She looked down the length of
her body to where he took her right foot in his hand and kissed the ankle and
then the calf. His lips and tongue tickled as he spread his kisses in a chain
along the inside of her leg to her thigh. He continued until her thigh was
hanging over his shoulder and he pushed her left leg into a similar position on
the other side of his head.

Their eyes met. Her body quivered with desire as he lowered
his head and lightly kissed the skin just north of her mound.

Lightning struck between her legs and she gasped. She tried
to keep watching but as his tongue licked her clit her head fell back against
the mat. He was a master of relentless manipulation. He licked and sucked
slowly at first. Her head thrashed from side to side with nothing for her arms to
cling to. In a bed she would have gripped the sheets or the mattress to gain
some kind of stability. In the dojo there was nothing and her sensations
heightened with the lack of release.

His warm tongue slid inside her and then licked up her slit
as if she were a sweet confection. Her body jerked and as he passed over her
clit she moaned. She wanted more but he was just teasing the spot where she
needed him most.

Tessa remember the stripper whose perfect, round ass had
pressed against her clit and the scent of her pretty hair. The encounter had
made her wet. She opened her mind and shared the memory with Joshua.

The vibration of his moan rocked her and he sucked her clit
hard, making her buck off the mat and wrap her legs around his shoulders with
her feet on the small of his back. She gripped with her thighs and pulled him
in tight as he devoured her.

One finger slid inside her and then a second. She pumped
against his face as her excitement lifted her higher and higher.

“Joshua.” She hadn’t meant to beg but that was exactly what
she was doing. She wanted more. She wanted something only he could give her.

Bringing the memory of the rooftop bed to her mind, she
imagined the two of them entwined with the other couples and this too she sent
to Joshua’s mind.

He growled against her clit, and his teeth stung her flesh
as he bit her. It was exquisite.

He sucked her clit softly and then harder. His fingers slid
in and out of her pussy over and over again. And then he did it. He opened his
mind to her.

Her excitement had him rigid to the point of discomfort yet
he wanted her to come. His desire to feel her come consumed him. She let down
the last of her walls and relaxed into the orgasm that pulsed around them both.
He pressed his cock to the dojo floor and he held back his need. It was the
most sensual thing she had ever experienced. She knew his need was as great as
hers, but he waited, wanted her pleasure first. Her gift was she could share
the shuddering explosion with him. Her body quaked in the ebb and flow of it.

He pressed his face tight against her pussy and lapped up
every drop of her juices until the last quiver passed.

A moment later he grabbed her by the waist and rolled her
over onto her stomach before pulling her up onto her hands and knees. She was
so sated she just allowed him to manhandle her and she enjoyed the moment of
someone else taking the decision-making out of her hands.

She had no idea when he’d removed his clothes, but when she
looked over her shoulder Joshua was gloriously naked and tearing open a foil
pack to produce a condom.

He gripped her hips and she reached beneath them and guided
him inside. He left his walls down and she felt both the sensation of being
stretched and the rapture of her channel encasing his sensitive cock.

There was no emotion to describe it and no words could do it
justice. Her entire world had narrowed to the place where she and Joshua
Lakeland were joined.

As he pulled back a sense of relief passed through her. She
lowered her head and raised her ass in the air. As he plunged back inside her
the penetration was deeper. He groaned loudly, echoing her cry.

She would never have known how intense a sexual experience
could be if he hadn’t given her this gift. As he pulled back she rocked forward
then back as they crashed together and he filled her completely. Her own
pleasure built and merged with his. She didn’t know where her body ended and
his began. Every sensation that had once been her own now combined with Joshua’s
and they were one writhing, pounding sexual being.

She wanted to come, but she couldn’t have completion without
him. Thrust after thrust brought them both higher.

He reached around her hip and found her clit with two
fingers. He worried the bud to the point of madness, and she screamed his name
again and may have called out for a deity or two.

Intense pressure was building. It was an awareness she had
never known before. It was difficult to separate his feelings from her own, but
she knew the moment he was going to come. He exploded with sensation that took
her over the edge, rocketing her with an orgasm even stronger than her first.
She quivered as he grunted out the last of his ecstasy. Colors flashed behind
her tightly squeezed eyelids.

She screamed until her throat hurt and collapsed forward. He
covered her before rolling to the side.

They both panted as if they were animals after a long run. A
moment later his breathing regulated and he gently closed off his mind.

She felt as if someone had lopped off her arm. Instantly she
missed his feelings swirling with hers. Rolling onto her back, she reached out
for his hand. “Don’t.”

He lifted her hand and kissed the fingers. “I can’t think
straight with you fully in my head. We have a lot to think about. Someday maybe
I’ll get used to it enough and I can keep my mind completely open to you, but
for now I need my wits about me. I’ll keep you on the periphery, but please try
to understand.”

She moved so she was up on one elbow looking down at him.
Her heart was still racing from the sex and what she was about to ask. “Does
that mean you might want to continue our relationship after this Banta mess is
over with?”

He leaned up on the elbow facing her and took her hand. “Can
you trust me to show you something?”

“Yes.” Even though she’d agreed she still feared what he
could be talking about. This was the great Joshua Lakeland. He could crush her
with a thought if he wanted to.

He took her hand and placed it alongside his temple. She was
still wide open with no barriers to restrict him. Then she felt it. It started
as a low hum as if she was standing in a room charged with electricity. She
closed her eyes and let the rhythm of the hum flow over her. The sound was
pleasant, relaxing.

“This is your psychic vibration. It’s the aura you give off
every minute of every day. It’s what your psi abilities flow through. It’s the power
that connects you to the Earth and it’s the Earth that generates your
abilities.”