Decadent (17 page)

With a curse, Deke shoved his cock back in his jeans, yanked up his zipper, and made for the door.

“Stop!” Kimber cried, without even knowing what she would say, what she even could say.

For a moment, she swore he would keep going. But he turned back.

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“What?” He whispered the word, almost as if all the shouting of the last few minutes had never been.

Kimber stared straight up into his tormented gaze. Grief and guilt swirled together on his face to create a picture of total misery. He needed someone to care, someone to hold.

Someone to give him a second chance.

She swallowed hard but never looked away as she pinned him with a solemn gaze and lay flat on her back. She lifted her skirt and parted her legs slightly, then let her hand drift up her abdomen to rest on her breast.

Those blue eyes flared to life, and she smiled.

“Make love to me.”

Shayla Black Decadent

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Four words.
That’s all it took for Kimber to wrap around his cock and squeeze.

She did the same thing to the murky feelings inside his chest he’d been battling all evening.

“You don’t want this.” He didn’t have a better argument for not taking her up on her offer. With her spread out at his feet, naked, lush, lovely, Lord knew he was ready to give up breathing to have her.

“Yes, I do,” she murmured

“I’m not gentle.”

Her smile said she understood. “I’m not made of glass.” Deke shook his head. “You wanted to save yourself for Jesse.” 152

“I wanted to give my virginity to someone who would care that I gave it to him.”

“What makes you think I’d care?” He tried for snide and dismissive.

“Things you’ve said to me.” She reached up for his hand and started to pull him toward her. “The look on your face right now.”

Closing his eyes, Deke tried to block out his expression, shut out his view of every bare inch of her skin. But she tugged on his hand, pulling him close, and the vision replayed itself over and over in his mind, as if burned on his brain. Damn, it wasn’t just her body that made him hard. Right now, it was that honest, giving nature of hers reaching into his pants—into his chest—and making him wild.

“You’re hallucinating.”

“You’re lying,” she whispered.

Shayla Black Decadent He glared at her. “Why the hell would you offer yourself to me?”

“I want to help you.”

“I don’t want a pity fuck,” he growled.

Her gaze seared him as it drifted up his body, settling right into his eyes. “I don’t pity you. I want to comfort you, but I’m not being totally altruistic. You make me feel female, like a woman. When I’m with you, I don’t feel tomboyish or awkward or inexperienced. I feel…desired. I care. I want more. I think I’ve always wanted more of you.”

Oh, hell.
He could have easily turned her down when he’d believed she was just tossing her virginity at him as some sort of Band-Aid for his emotional boo-boos.

But refusing her now would mean hurting her, scraping raw her insecurities to shield his own.

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Better her feelings wounded than permanent physical harm—or worse.

Would it really be a risk? Kimber was so much stronger than Heather…

“Deke, honey, don’t try so hard to protect me. I’m a big girl, and I know what I want. That’s you.” She squeezed his hand. “Just give me you.” She might think that, but she didn’t know. Damn it, he shouldn’t give in.

Still, he dropped to his knees between her spread legs. Frantically, he searched his pockets, his wallet, praying…
Yes!
A condom. One. Lubricated. Letting out a ragged breath, he dropped it on the table beside them.

“You are prepared.” She smiled. “Thank God.” He gave her a shaky nod, then tore at his shirt.

Shayla Black Decadent Her fingers wandered in hungry strokes across his abdomen. Tingles, huge jets of them, jolted his gut, his spine, his cock. He groaned, his erection now so damn hard it could drill holes in metal. Could he actually get any blood to his brain? Felt like it had all rushed south.

A tug on his zipper and his cock sprang free, relieved of pressure. He fell into the paradise of Kimber’s waiting hands. She stroked him, softly, encouraging. He didn’t need more persuasion—or arousal. He needed to stop this somehow…someway.

But with his blood churning and desire dousing common sense, firing his senses, Deke had no idea how he was going to resist something he wanted so badly.

His hand shook as he shoved his pants down to his hips. He covered her with his body and captured her mouth in a kiss of crushed lips, harsh breaths, and moans.

Kimber welcomed him, throwing her arms around his neck, stroking his back, his shoulders. Lifting her hips up to him.

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The condom lay mere inches away. A tear, a roll, a thrust—and he could be totally surrounded in her heat, and he could have a part of her that no other man would ever have. Just the thought made a vicious hunger flare in his gut.

Stop. Stop now!

He broke off their kiss, then groaned at the feel of her eager little mouth kissing its way up his shoulder, to the side of his neck.

Somehow, his hands drifted down and he settled his cock against the steamy, forbidden flesh of her cunt. Damn, she was wet. And so hot. She damn near burned him alive. When she wriggled against him…
Jesus!

“Stop me.” He sounded like he’d been on a steady diet of gravel and sandpaper.

All she did was smile and raise her legs up around his hips.

Shayla Black Decadent Sweat broke out across his skin—forehead, back, chest. Kimber was killing him here, taunting him with everything he wanted and should not take.

Unable to stop himself, he ground against her, nudging her clit with his length.

Her little gasp went straight to his dick. It didn’t take much imagination to picture her legs totally wrapped around him, her nails in his back, as he plunged deep inside her and surrounded himself with her heat.

Deke swallowed against the vision. Why the hell was this happening? In twelve years, he’d never been seriously tempted to fuck a woman by himself, in her pussy.

He’d never had sex unprotected. Yeah, the condom was inches away, and right now, he thought it might take a Herculean effort to grab it and put it on.

He’d need at least that much effort and double the willpower to simply get up and walk away.

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Where the hell was Luc? Propping his upper body up on his arms, he stared down into Kimber’s flushed, welcoming face. He was in deep shit here. And he suspected that if Luc was here, he’d only encourage Deke to do the stupid.
The unthinkable.

Gritting his teeth, he backed away and grabbed the condom. He was
so
going to hell. He didn’t deserve Kimber and her innocence. But here she was, laid out in front of him, and he had to get inside her—somewhere, somehow—now.

But if he took her virginity, made love to her now…what if he ruined her life?

He rolled the condom on and stared down into her sweet face again. She wasn’t afraid, and she should be. His control was hanging on by less than a thread as he grabbed her bent knees from underneath and pushed on the backs of her thighs, tilting her hips up.

His greedy gaze wandered over her breasts and their swollen nipples, the soft skin of her belly, the needy red flesh of her pussy, a hint of the puckered flesh of Shayla Black Decadent her still-slick back entrance coated in lube, increasingly visible as he tilted her a bit more.

“Deke?” Luc called from the door.

His cousin was asking what he planned to do. Deke whipped his head around to meet Luc’s dark, inquiring gaze. What the fuck could he say? The temptation to break his every rule gnawed at him. Kimber wasn’t someone else’s woman. If he fucked her now, she wouldn’t belong to another man who would take responsibility if something went bad.

At least in this moment, she belonged to him. Only him.

“I offered,” Kimber explained softly. “I asked him to make love to me. To be the first.”

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Luc’s smile was damn near blinding as he entered the room, sat on the sofa, and grabbed Kimber’s hand. “It’s a lovely gift. If Deke hasn’t said it yet, he’s touched and honored.”

Deke shot his cousin a dirty glare. “I didn’t accept.” Brow raised, Luc took in their position, the way Kimber was all spread out and welcoming, Deke’s cock gloved up and ready.

Deke let out a shaky breath. The fact was, he hadn’t turned her down, either.

He had to do something.
Now.
The need bubbling in his gut was about to spill over. A feral desire pumped through his system, like a pure shot of adrenaline to his cock. His chest was so tight with need, every fucking breath was a struggle.

Trying to block out all the voices, the doubt, the fear in his head, Deke took his cock in his hand and leaned closer, closing his eyes.

Shayla Black Decadent
His
. She could be his. In the next ten seconds.

He hesitated. Swallowed. His mind raced. And then, once he’d taken her, claimed her, what would happen? What if… No, he couldn’t even think it.

“Fuck!” he snarled.

He tilted her up again, her legs now resting on his shoulders, and positioned himself and began to push.

Into her back entrance.

Kimber drew in a great, shocked gasp, her hazel eyes wide.

“Deke?”

“What the hell are you doing?” Luc barked.

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Tensing a little more with every inch he pushed inside Kimber’s tight passage, the tendons in his neck standing out, the muscles in his arms shaking, assailed by the amazing sensations of being slowly enveloped by her tight, ready flesh, Deke could barely form a word. “Fucking her ass. Saving her life.” Luc looked like he really wanted to chastise him, but he didn’t.
Good damn thing,
too.
The more he tunneled into Kimber, the more his brain short-circuited. Would he even hear over the gong of his rampant heartbeat? She was like a hot fist around his cock, clamping down more with every nudge into her.

“Deke!” she cried out.

“Almost in.”

Shayla Black Decadent Sweat rolled off him now. The urge to pound into her with long, punishing strokes assailed Deke. He refrained, determined to slow down and enjoy the heaven of being inside Kimber.

Short pants punctuated her breathing. “Stop. I can’t take more.”

“Please.
Please
, kitten. Oh, God!” He was going to die if he couldn’t bury himself into her, to the hilt.

But a look at her grimace, her closed eyes, had him backing away. Before he could withdraw, she reached out and grabbed his shoulders. Lowering her legs to his sides, she tilted up and wriggled. Unable to resist the hot promise of her, Deke thrust hard.

He slid in all the way on a long, dark groan.

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“Kitten, yes. That’s it. Take me. Take everything I have to give you.” Kimber’s head fell back on a whimper, her auburn hair spreading out all around her. Damn, she looked like some fiery goddess of temptation, a siren luring him to doom, and he just didn’t care. At least he’d die happy, because as he thrust in once, twice, Deke realized that fucking her was one of life’s best experiences.

Then she reached up to toy with his nipples and whispered, “I feel you inside me, so hard. Yes. Oh… It’s like you’re going to split me in two. But the pain is so…wow.” She gasped as he crashed into her again. “You make me feel so alive.” That’s about all it took for him to lose control. He started pounding into her like a wild man, reveling in the exertion of his body, the yielding of hers, the little moans she made every time he sank in, sank deeper. The urge to come started broiling in his balls.

Shayla Black Decadent
Dear God…
He
never
fought off the need to climax this quickly. He prided himself on staying a good twenty minutes or more, but with Kimber, after three minutes, he knew he couldn’t stave off the inevitable. More blood rushed south, engorging his cock, increasing his sensitivity.

“Deke,” she pleaded. “On your knees. I need you to touch me…”

What?
He couldn’t process her words for the tingles racing up and down his spine, the roaring in his ears. The eminent loss of control would be sweet—with an edge of intensity that would blow the top off his head.

“Please…” she pleaded.

“Back away and balance on your knees,” Luc snapped. “Kneel and pull her hips up 159

to you.”

Their words finally registered. He changed positions, refusing to break stride.

“Luc…” Kimber turned to him, her fingers closing around her nipples to pluck at them.

Oh, fuck
. The vision of her fondling her own breasts pushed him closer, to the place where need ruled every thrust.

His cousin slid to the ground beside them and palmed Kimber’s breasts, pinching the hard nipples that looked so red, so edible. Deke wanted to lean in and suck them, but he couldn’t, not if he wanted to keep fucking her. And he needed that.

Kimber was addicting. Knowing how heavenly it felt to be inside her ass, if she ever offered her pussy again, he’d take it. No questions asked. No hesitation. He’d plow right into her sweet, grasping folds and claim her.

Shayla Black Decadent Luc leaned in and sucked one, then the other of Kimber’s nipples into his mouth.

Even as his hand drifted south to thumb the hard knob of her clit and plunged two fingers into her sex.

“Yes!” she cried out.

Instantly, Deke felt her tighten on him, begin to ripple. Oh, hell, he couldn’t last through that, not for two seconds.

“Now, Deke. Now! Fuck me hard!”

The wild man inside him broke free of his last bit of restraint. His fingers dug into her hips as he lunged into her, one punishing stroke after the other. His cock leapt.

She moaned. He absorbed the fluttering pulses of her body, the hard squeeze of her walls.

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Kimber screamed, her body spasming. Then, with a roar, Deke shoved into her one last time and came apart, exploding into a million pieces until he began soaring, light-headed. He saw white…and Kimber’s flushed face, mouth open as she cried out in satisfaction.