The Reckoning (14 page)

  His shaft pulsed under her palm, drawing her attention to the forgotten appendage. She’d been so caught up in the feel of his hands on her she’d stopped his pleasure.
Elizabeth
let her hands slide farther down from his shaft to cup his balls and gave a gentle squeeze, eliciting a groan from Mike’s lips.

“Baby, you’ve got to stop.”

Elizabeth
slid her hand back up to his cock and increased the pace, running her palm over the silky shaft from the base to the tip and rubbing her thumb over the slit.

Mike leaned down and kissed her neck, sucking at the water that now soaked her. His tongue traced a path from her collarbone to her ear while his hand inched lower down her body. He whispered, “You’re so beautiful.”

“I need more,” she whispered with desperate need as his hands traveled through her silk curls down to her core. He ran a finger from the back of her slit to the front, pushing in one of his long fingers as his thumb circled her swollen bundle of nerves.

“Is this what you need?”

“Oh god.” The pleasure was exquisite. She could feel herself climbing toward her release with every stroke. Her limbs threatened to give out as she concentrated on the pure bliss his hands gave her body. He thrust two more fingers into her and increased his speed.

“You’re so tight, baby. I can’t wait to be inside of you and feel your heat wrapped around my cock.”

She thought she might fall to her knees. Mike’s other hand bound her waist, forcefully holding her tight against his rippled chest. The triple assault of his dirty talk, his mouth suckling her neck, and his fingers delving deeper in and out of her channel were enough to send her over the top. She felt the orgasm building to a crest, unable to hold back anymore. Tremors racked her body as she came, screaming his name. Her body shook in the aftermath as Mike held her tight through her release. He raised his fingers to his lips. His eyes closed as he sucked his fingers clean.

Elizabeth
didn’t know how she was even standing. Her pent-up stress and energy washed down the drain with the evidence of her desire.

Elizabeth
looked up from under hooded eyes to find him staring at her. The fine lines of his face softened as a smile touched his lips. “That wasn’t very fair.”

Mike grinned. “What’s that, baby?”

Mike reached down, turned off the water, and gathered her in a fluffy white towel. He dried her off before carrying her to the bed, placing her in the middle on the silk sheets, and climbed in beside her.

“You didn’t finish.”
Elizabeth
turned her head towards him, touched his neck, and pulled him down, crushing his mouth to her waiting lips. She opened her mouth, wanting all of him.

“Don’t worry, baby. We aren’t done yet.” Tingles raced through her body when his hand cupped her breast and gave a gentle squeeze, renewing the want she was feeling inside.
Elizabeth
arched her chest into his hand, wanting more of the exquisite feel. His tongue tangled with hers before he left her mouth and lowered, kissing a path to her breast. His tongue circled her nipple while his hand fondled her other one. He gave a slight nip with his teeth before placing his mouth on the neglected twin.

Elizabeth
fisted her hands in his hair and pulled him closer to her body as she arched into his hold.
Elizabeth
knew she should stop him and give him what his body needed, but her body begged for more. Two years without any sexual encounter, had her wound tight.

Mike sat back on his legs, letting his gaze run the length of her body; his hands never stopped their caresses. “So beautiful, so perfect.”

Elizabeth
felt her cheeks redden from his compliment. Mike leaned over to the bedside table, pulling out a square package. His grin widened. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

Mike palmed his cock and ran his hand down its length.

She brushed his hands away, taking his silky shaft into her own hands and rolled the condom down snug into place, while placing tiny kisses on his chest. “I need you.”

Mike’s crushing kiss had her pressed hard against the pillow as his hand traveled over the dips in her stomach and found her mound. His fingertips ran over her wet folds.

“So wet, so sexy.” He pushed his finger in without warning, eliciting a gasp from her lips. Her soreness wouldn’t stop her from making love to him. “You’re not ready yet, baby. But I can fix that.” He inched down, settling his body between her thighs.
Elizabeth
’s legs fell open in invitation. His tongue darted out and licked from the bottom of her slit to the top while his finger moved in and out of her. She could feel him coaxing her cream from her body. He removed his finger, licking it as he stared down at her glistening heat.

“Finally,”
Elizabeth
thought she heard him say, but she couldn’t coax a word past her lips when his tongue shoved in deep.

“Oh yes,” she whispered.

His thumb circled her clit. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and moved his mouth where his thumb had left. He toyed with the tiny bud against his tongue, circling it and putting it between his teeth. He pushed two fingers into her core, scissoring them to stretch her walls. Just when she didn’t think she could handle any more, Mike pulled away from her body. A plea left her lips. He slid up her body, kissing her as he moved. His shaft poked at her entrance. Mike leaned down and took her mouth in a tender kiss. He lifted up from her and watched her eyes as he inched slowly into her. Wanting more, she arched her back, lifting her pelvis up to him. He waited for her to acclimate to the feel of his thick shaft stretching her as he rocked into her.

He slid in to the hilt.
Elizabeth
released a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. 

“I’m not going to last, baby.” He leaned down and breathed into her ear. “You feel too good.”

Mike slowly pulled out and thrust back in for more.
Elizabeth
lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She pushed her heels into him, begging for more and urging him on.

“Take me, Mike.”

His powerful thrusts quickened when she lifted her body up, meeting him stroke for stroke. He licked his finger, reached down between her thighs, and found the little bundle of nerves he was searching for. He circled her clit, driving her higher, and pressed down hard. She came once again, screaming the name of the man who knew what her body wanted and delivered it so deliciously.

She felt her walls tighten around his shaft. He rammed home one more time, shooting his seed into the rubber barrier she wished weren’t there. 

He collapsed down beside her, pulling her into his arms. A sense of peace overcame her. Their labored breathing began to slow to normal. He leaned down and pressed his lips tight to hers. It would have melted her if her body weren’t already limp.

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“We should have done that a long time ago,” Mike confessed as he rubbed her back. He’d wanted her for so long, and now that he’d had her, he wasn’t letting her go if he had anything to say about it. Her dad might not like it, but he’d just send Claire to deal with him.

Mike turned on his side, propping his head in his palm. Damn, she was beautiful, and he knew he was a lucky man. He could get used to coming home to her, if this was what he could expect each night.

He pulled the comforter up to cover her sweet, limp body. Mike slid his legs over the side of the bed and walked into the bathroom, discarding the spent condom. Turning off the lights as he came back, he slid into bed beside her and pulled her body close to his, spooning her from behind. “Any regrets, baby?”

Elizabeth
shook her head and whispered, “It was better than I could have ever imagined.”

Mike kissed her neck and whispered, “Get some sleep, baby; you’re going to need it.”

Elizabeth
lay in the dark and listened to the soft snoring behind her. Mike had his hand draped across her waist. His hold was comforting, reassuring, and felt so right. Before she let sleep take hold, she knew what she had to do. She had to leave town. Mike and his family were now in danger because of her, and she couldn’t let that happen. Not if there was a chance the psycho would follow her.

CHAPTER 12

Elizabeth
blinked her eyes open and glanced around the unfamiliar room, letting out a sigh when Mike mumbled. She turned in the bed to gaze at the man who now owned her heart. She’d never be the same, and she knew it. One night with Mike had ruined her for all others but hadn’t deterred her in her determination to leave. Now she just had to find a way to slip away without causing any of them to worry.

Elizabeth
slid out of the bed. Her overtaxed muscles protested due to the marathon they’d had the night before. Mike hadn’t woken her up once during the night but three times, making love to her. She let a smile cross her lips. Her aching muscles and lack of sleep were something she’d gladly endure because of the way he savored her body.
Elizabeth
walked to Mike’s closet, pulled out one of his dress shirts, and put it on. She lifted it to her nose and inhaled, breathing in his masculine scent of a summertime shower. The long sleeves fell well beyond her fingers. She rolled up the sleeves, slid on her panties and crept from the room on silent feet, pulling the door closed quietly behind her.

Elizabeth
made a cup of coffee and searched his kitchen for the ingredients she needed to cook him breakfast. His kitchen was an oasis, unlike the small one she had in her condo. Everything had its place, arranged for efficiency and use.

She’d pulled out the eggs, bread, and bacon and had started breakfast when his cordless phone rang. She snatched it from the counter, fumbling with it between her fingers, trying to answer it before it rang again and woke Mike up. He needed his sleep after staying up half the night making love to her, and she intended for him to sleep until she was ready to wake him. The more time she had to herself, the more time she had to think about a way to leave. She hit the talk button. “Bennett residence.”

“
Elizabeth
?” a female voice questioned.

“Yes?”

“This is Abby. I didn’t wake you, did I?”

Elizabeth
grabbed the spatula, flipping the cheese omelet. “No, I was already up. Is everything okay?”

Abby hesitated. “Is Mike awake yet?”

Elizabeth
sat the spatula down, turned off the last burner, and grabbed her coffee. She walked over to the back window. Her lips curved in a smile as she glanced outside noticing the pool, the blue water tempting her to dive in. She turned back around. “He’s still sleeping.”

Abby chuckled. “Kept him up all night, did ya?”

Elizabeth
felt the heat travel up to her cheeks. Mike’s sisters were the last ones she wanted to talk to about the great sex she’d had with Mike.  “You could say that.”

Elizabeth
heard Abby put her hand over the phone, trying to muffle her voice as she hollered; it didn’t do any good. She still heard. “They got busy last night.”

Elizabeth
didn’t think her cheeks could have turned any hotter than the way they felt in that moment. “Abby, who were you just talking to?”

“Just Emma and Claire.” She paused. “Well, actually Jake, Butch, and Sam are here too but don’t worry; they never listen to what I tell them.”

Elizabeth
let her head drop. His whole family now knew of their sexcapades. She wasn’t sure she’d be able to look them in the eye again.

“Can you have Mike call me when he gets his lazy bones out of the bed?”

“Sure.”
Elizabeth
just wanted to hang up and forget she’d even had this conversation.

“Oh yeah, don’t forget we’re meeting at the café in about an hour.” Abby’s voice lowered. “That is, if he doesn’t take you back to bed.”

“I’m hanging up now, Abby. I’ll tell him you called, and I’ll see you in a little bit.”

Elizabeth
clicked the phone off and turned to place it on the counter, stopping short when she noticed Mike leaning under the archway smiling at her. “Who was on the phone, Doc?”

Elizabeth
swallowed around the lump in her throat. The man looked delectable standing with disheveled hair in nothing but sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Her hands just wanted to run a trail down his sun-kissed abs. She fisted her fingers, digging her nails into her palms to stop herself. Taking him back to bed, as good as that sounded, wasn’t going to solve her problem. She shook her head. “Sorry, I didn’t want it to wake you.”

Mike advanced on her then pulled her into his arms. His eyes twinkled as he held her gaze. “You look good enough to eat wearing my shirt.”

Mike kissed a path from her ear down to her neck, zeroing in on the spot that made her moan.
Elizabeth
couldn’t think with his lips on her, his arms encasing her. No, she needed to keep a clear head. She pushed on his chest. “That was Abby on the phone. She wants you to call her back.”