Evidence of Desire: Hero Series 3 (15 page)

Pulling away, he glanced up at her, heat in his gaze as he flicked his tongue lightly over the center of her nipple.

“Oh…”

“You’re going to get me. But I won’t be rushed,” he demanded. He returned to her breasts, brushed a peak with his bottom lips.

She wanted to groan in frustration. Her breasts had always been extremely sensitive and if he continued to fondle them she would go off. However, she felt impatient tonight. There was urgency in her body…in her mind, she wanted quelled.

Twisting and thrusting beneath him, as the pulsing tempo between her thighs kicked up. She began to plead.

He shifted his body to the side. He didn’t stop feasting on her chest, but she sighed with relief when one of his hands glided down the top of her skirt. His strong, wide hand was a tight fit in the gap her prone position in bed caused.

Her mind went blank as she waited in panting anticipation.

Inside of her panties, he paused and skimmed his short blunt nails along the edge of the low, narrow trim of hair at her mound.

Short, steady bursts were the patterns of her breaths as she egged him on in her mind, “Lower. Lower. Touch me.”

Then drew one of her nipples into his mouth and he was there. Two of his fingers were caressing her clit.

“Yes!” Barely, could she lift her hips because his large frame rested between her legs and on her skirt. Doing what she could, she moved in small circles matching his strokes.  She arched her chest towards his ardent mouth as her passion became entangled between her breasts and her sex as the ache flared in her core.

When his fingers began to make insistent circles around sensitive crest, using her own wetness to stimulate her, she began to feel the imminent pressure of her orgasm.

Ten…nine….eight…seven…almost there. Six…five….

She wasn’t sure why she’d always counted down to her first orgasm…maybe it was because her mind had to plan everything out just right. Things had to happen on schedule, fit into the perfect box. She had to have control. Even in this.

Three…

He flicked her nipple fast with his tongue as he held it in his mouth.

Her counting ceased and everything inside of her ignited. Just like a keg of dynamite she exploded into million and three pieces.

“Parker!” She screamed when her sex became filled with two of his fingers, thrusting deep. Her climax was manipulated, extended and she was unable to stop the quakes as they rolled through her one after the other.

When a third finger joined the others and he pulled out just enough to curve them at the right angle. She wanted to tell him the stretch was too much, the fit too tight after so many years of inactivity. But it felt oh so good and she also recalled the length and width of the man above her. He was preparing her…getting her ready.

“Give me more,” he taunted, leaning over her.

She couldn’t speak. Her mouth was gaped in silence as her body became his to command. The second orgasm blinded her temporarily as her eyes got lost somewhere in the back of her head.

“Damn, sweetheart…I’ve had too many wet dreams with the sight and sound of you coming filling my mind. Torturing me.” He caressed inside of her one last time. “The reality of you is unmatched.”

Drifting back to her own reality and the match, she met his gaze and offered him a quivering smile. She still wasn’t in her right mind yet.

He kissed her then removed his hand and his body before rolling her over. His movements were fast and sure as he unfastened her skirt.

Soon she was divested of her clothing and on her back again.

“Wait…” She placed a hand at the center of his chest when he started to insinuate himself between her thighs.

“Are you okay with this still?” His brow drew down and concern darkened his eyes.

“Perfectly. I just want to see you.” She dragged her hand down his chest, feeling every ridge and groove of his defined abdomen.

“I’m all yours.” He rested back on his haunches. Like her, he was bare as well. At some point while undressing her, he’d removed his final barrier.

Sitting up, she continued the journey of vision and touch. Passing his navel she paused and took in the sight of his hefty. She recalled the first time they were together, how nervous and excited she had been. There had been more than a little bit of fear when she’d seen his size, but she’d braved it out then there had been so much pleasure. Even with both of them naïve and awkward they had figured it all out, caught a rhythm that had kept them in bed at a local hotel all that homecoming weekend.

“I’ve missed this.” She circled his shaft and rubbed him slow, up and down. “The pleasure that only you bring me.” Her words came out fast. She didn’t want him to think that she was specifically talking about his member. What they’d always shared was bigger than a single body part. Even as magnificent as it was.

“I feel the same.” He pulled her up and into his arms.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, but still held his hard length in her grip. A swipe of her thumb over the tip caused him to shiver.

Another had him groaning and squeezing her hips. “Sonya.”

“I know.” She palmed the back of his head then kissed him. There was so much unsaid between the two of them. So many issues of the past and unanswered questions of the future, but she didn’t want to discuss that now. She wanted to just be in the moment. Let tomorrow take care of itself.

Their kiss was fierce and out of control as she continued to stroke him from base to crown.

His hands kept a firm grip on her backside as he thrust into her hands.

Smooth, hot steel that’s what he was in her hand and she wanted every bit of him inside of her. Forcing her lips away from his, she stared into his eyes. “I want you, now!”

“Yes.” He tumbled them back onto the bed.

Giggling, she sprawled beneath him.

Once he was situated again between her wide spread knees.

She thought he would have swiped her hand away and taken the lead, but he didn’t.

“Whenever you’re ready.”

Smiling, she gave him one final stroke before angling his head at the opening of her sex.

His first thrust was slow, patient causing her to moan and sigh with pleasure. He settled deep and waited for her body to adjust. Their fit was snug, but perfect.

There was concern in his eyes, questions. His features held the same look they did the first time they’d made love in college. She’d been a virgin then and even though it had been years since she’d had sex with anyone, he didn’t need to show the same tender care and gentleness. On this night she needed all of him, all his passion. Unrestrained. Unfiltered.

She slid her hands around his side then along the firm muscles of his back. Lifting up just enough to bring her lips to his, she kissed him, communicating that she was alright. In between heated kisses, she whispered, “Love me, Parker.” Another kiss. “Don’t hold back.”

A fierce groan vibrated along her lips and against her breasts from him, as he pulled back and thrust strong and deep.

Gasping, she held on tighter and gripped him with her nails, needing to find purchase as she arched her hips toward him. Glorious ecstasy was what she was experiencing.

The delight Parker gave her, they shared, in the heat of the moment was more to her than just expending lust to pass the time…it was more, so much more than she recalled, imagined.

Each stroke took her closer to nirvana. Her lids lowered, shield her gaze.

“Park—Babe…Ohh…” she was unable to formulate more than a mumble or two of syllables. All of her thoughts and energy were focused on one place in her body…her core. The center of her body was on fire with pleasure as another climax was building fast and hard like two freight train moments away from colliding.

He dragged her arms from around him then lifted them up above her head and linked his fingers with hers as he held them in place.

Opening her eyes she met his penetrating stare.

He gaze was almost too much. It seemed to search too deep inside of her. Asking silent questions she wasn’t prepared to answer.

She began to turn her head, look away.

“Stay with me,” he growled, squeezing her hands tight and drawing her attention back to him.

“Parker.”

“I’m here.” He rocked against her, keeping a cadence of loving the urged her to follow.

“I need yo—…more.”

Heeding her request, he released her hands, momentarily while he reached down and brought her knees up around her shoulders. Once he had her in position and fingers laced again, he began to drive into her.

The bed rocked and groaned in response to their pounding rhythm.

Not caring about anything but the moment, she gave as hard as she got it—thrusting and rotating her hips against his.

He groaned. He buried his face in the pillow beside her and whispered naughty erotic things that she would have never conceived possible to hear coming from him, the entomologist and science geek extraordinaire.

Hearing their wicked words turned her level of heat higher and she was screaming out her climax. Parker’s apartment wasn’t large and she was sure the walls were only so thick, but she didn’t care about neighbors or animals sleep in the night, she cried out her satisfaction.

Following suit, Parker shook and groaned as he pressed onto her and into her as he bathed her walls with his hot essence.

Long moments passed as nothing but their panting and heartbeats filled their ears.

“I think I’ve lost my hearing.” He chuckled in between the kisses he placed over the curve of her shoulder.

“Maybe…” She giggled. “Is it bad if I don’t apologize?” Her body was humming with fulfillment and she couldn’t will herself to be sorry for her actions.

Letting go of her hands and allowing her legs to slide down his arms, he smiled at her. “No.” He gave her a quick kiss. “Besides I’m not sure if you could make it convincing.”

She smacked his buff shoulder. “What? I could.” Her mind replayed the pleasure they’d just shared. “Maybe.”

His laugh erupted in the room.

“Move. I need to go to the bathroom.” She shoved against his sexy frame as she stuck her tongue out at hm.

His face still shone with mirth as he rolled to his side.

Grabbing the sheet for some covering, she started up from the bed. As she stood, immediately her legs began to wobble and she felt herself tittering. She quickly sat so as not to embarrass herself with a naked face plant.

Strong hands took hold of her hips and help her steady herself as she rested on the edge of the bed.

“When’s the last time you ate or had something to drink?”

Turning, she was greeted by Parkers stern expression.  Rolling back the clock in her mind, she thought about the events of the day without dwelling on the actual facts. But, one fact remained, she hadn’t eaten anything since a cup of yogurt for breakfast. Water…she recalled a sip at a fountain at some point in her day. Sucking her bottom lip in between her teeth she sat silent.

He shook his head, seeing through her actions. “Stay here. I’ll get you something.” He rose and grabbed his sweats from the floor then stepped into them.

Succulent globes. She could have feasted happily on the twin bronze, taut buttocks displayed before her briefly. They were gone too quick as he yanked his pants up the last few inches.

“Be right back. You stay put.” He aimed a warning finger at her.

Smiling, she offered him a salute.

After he gave her a wink, he walked out the room.

When she heard him in the kitchen rustling around, she rose from the bed, steadied herself and went into the bathroom. A woman had to do what a woman had to do. Men would never understand that. Staring in the mirror she was shocked by her reflection. Not because her hair was all over the place, or the fact there were a few passion marks on her shoulder and neck, but it was her eyes. The brown eyes staring back at her were filled with a mixture of joy and passion. To things that hadn’t really been present in her features for years.

Since she decided she was leaving Parker her husband and taking a position in D.C.

She felt a weight in her heart at the years they had spent apart and what this moment in time really meant for them. However, she’d promised herself she would stay in the moment, just as she’d given her word to stay put on the bed. Some promises had to be altered…a little. Moving quickly, she finished taking care of things in the bathroom, including washing out her underwear and hanging them on the rail to dry, then hurried out feeling refreshed in body and spirit.

Thankful, she’d made it back to her to her same spot by the time Parker strutted back into the room.

“Okay. I have a turkey sandwich with extra tomatoes no cheese and a cup of apple sauce.” He was carrying a tray that had two plates loaded with sandwiches, one bowl of applesauce and a large glass of water.

“Oh, gracious. I don’t think I can eat that entire sandwich. Especially this late at night.” She stared at the tray as he set it down on the nightstand.

“No, worries. Eat half now and I’ll make sure you work up and appetite for the second half.” He leaned down and kissed her soundly on the lips then offered her one of the plates.

“Who says there was going to be a round two?” She lifted one hefty half toward her mouth as she looked at him from the corner of her eye.

He took up a seat with his own sandwich half beside her. “Trust me, there will be a two
and
three. Just to make sure you’re good and exhausted to sleep deeply.”

Swallowing down her first bite, she licked a corner of her mouth and collected a drop of mustard she could feel resting there. “You’re such a gentleman…and caring for my needs.”

“Damn straight. Your needs are my first priority.” He sank he pearly whites through the thick layers taking a man-size bite.

They chatted about music they both enjoyed that was currently playing as top classics on the radio. She was excited to discover that his favorite was
Lay Me Down
the version with Sam Smith and John Legend, just like hers.

She almost chocked on her the scoop of applesauce she placed in her when Parker began to sing chorus of the song.

“All right?” He patted her back then rubbed it firmly. His face drew tight with concern.

“Yes—” She coughed. “Just caught…off…guard.” He’d never been one to belt out a song or even hum a tune when she knew him before. It was like getting to know a new man that she was comfortable and familiar with.

He grabbed both of their dishes and set it back on the tray then picked up the large glass of ice water. “Here drink. It should help clear your throat.”

After taking several sips, she passed it to him. “Thanks.” She tried to hand it back to him.

“Drink some more.” He kneeled before her. “I’m sure you’re dehydrated, too.”

“What about you?” She lifted the glass to her lips and took three gulps. She was parched.

“Don’t mind me…I’m going to drink as your drinking.” The wicked gleam in his gaze and the fact that he grabbed the end of the sheet by her feet and tossed it up passed her thighs gave her a clue what he was talking about.

For the second time in a matter of minutes she almost strangled herself by this man’s actions.

“Open your legs for me.”

Because it was Parker making the request in that deep timbre that always had her trembling inside, she parted her thighs slowly until they were the span of his shoulders.

“Nice.” He encircled her hips with an arm and dragged her forward.

Her body poised on the edge of the bed and her knees so far apart made her look wanting. A perfect picture because it was how she felt, too. Simply anxious and excited about what was to come. This was new for her. Before, she and Parker had a great, fulfilling sex life, but they always kept it standard—center of the bed, him on top.

“Um…can I set the glass down?” She started to shift to the side toward the nightstand.

“Not until the glass is only half empty.” He placed light kisses along inside of her thighs, moving from one side to the other as his lips drew closer to her center.

She throbbed with need, from her sex to her breasts. Just the anticipation alone had her core in knots.

“Parker…I think—”

“Drink.” His commanding voice left no room for negotiation.

He was right. Seeing dark spots when she’d stood meant she was dehydrated. So, she did what any woman in her precarious position would do, she focused on the liquid in her hand and talked herself through each step of drinking it to keep her mind away from the man between her legs.

Set glass on bottom lip.
She tried not to response when he kissed her at the apex of her thighs.

Tilt the glass.
She held in her sigh when he separated her labia with his thumbs.

Open mouth.
She squeezed her eyes tight as he gave her sex a long, swipe with his tongue from center to clit.

Angle head back.
She exhaled slowly through her nose when he did the move again, this time ended it was a swirl of his tongue around her aching peak.

Swallow. Swallow. Swallow.
She ordered herself as he dipped his tongue inside of her. It was a miracle that she didn’t choke.

When he pulled out and glided back to her clit to circle and return to her opening, she drew the glass away. Every part of her narrowed in on his actions. Her fingers flexed around the glass, tight. If it had been made of thinner design it would have shattered in her hand.

“Parker….Parker…oh.” She arched her hips toward his ardent mouth, begging for more. Heat was spiraling low in her belly as everything inside of her was tightening, contracting.

In a moment, she wouldn’t be able to hold onto the glass. Currently, she had it clutched against her chest like a lifeline.

Just as her climax rose to its last pinnacle Parker ceased all action and wisely removed the water from her clutches.

Too far gone to open her eyes and see what he was doing, she simply leaned back on her arms and waited for the final notes of her pleasure to be executed.

Her eyes popped open at the first icy splash that landed on her clit.

“What are you—” She was unable to finish her thoughts when his mouth returned to her sex, licking and sucking, catching each droplet.

He drank from her, like a starving man too long in the desert. With his shoulders wedged between her thighs keeping them wide, he alternated between drawing her clit into his mouth and gliding his tongue along her slit. He consumed her and the slow stream of water that flowed along her ultra, sensitive flesh.

It was more than she could have ever fantasized about and more than she could handle. She started to come. One tremor turned into another, then became a quiver and by the time it was over she was shaking and crying out. At some point she had fallen flat on her back and thrusting her hips at both the rivulets of water and the insatiable man. “Yes…oh, yes, yes…hmmm.”

The water stopped. He gave her sex one final lick from end to tip before he moved away.

She lay in the same spot trying to catch her breath, barely making out the click sound of the glass connecting with the tray.

“I told I’d get my share of the water.” His voice was husky as he placed a kiss on her hip, belly, side, valley of her breasts as he tugged the sheet away as he went. Finally, he kissed her lips.

His lips were warm and soft. She could smell a hint of her earthy scent on him.

Opening her eyes, she looked up at him. His hands were planted in the mattress beside her shoulders. There was a lopsided grin on his mouth. His gaze reflected similar pleasure to what she was feeling and she couldn’t help but smile back.

“You did say that, didn’t you?” Lifting her hand, she caressed his face.

She watched as he closed his eyes and turned his face into her palm seeking more of her touch. That’s how they stayed for a moment, her gliding her fingers along the strong angles of his features and him letting her.

He gazed at her again. “I can’t get enough of you, Soni-love.”

“I feel the same about you.” She brushed her knuckles from his jaw along the side of his neck.

“Before we begin another round, we need to discuss something.”

Oh, no. She tensed. She wasn’t ready to have a conversation about what all this meant between them. Earlier, she’d express that and he’d said he understood. “What’s up?” She kept her tone light.

“Protection. The first time went a little fast. I’ll admit I wasn’t thinking clearly. Until things are ironed out between us, I don’t think we should risk it. I don’t have anything here but I can make a run to the all-night Quick Trip.”

She knew what he meant. Even though she was relieved that they were on the same page about the night’s events, admittedly there was a weight in her belly. She’d never given children much thought, always more focused on her career since she could remember. However, the idea of feeling Parker’s child moving inside of her caused something to blossom inside of her. Now was not the time. And it was possible she was only feeling that way because her career was on unstable ground for the first time.

“I have birth control covered. Unless I should be worried about something else?” She arched a single eyebrow and stared at him questioning.

He chuckled. “No. I don’t have any disease…not even anything non-sexual related that I brought back from the forest.”

“Phew.” She made a big production of wiping her brow.

“Ahem.” It was his turn to raise a brow. “Any unsavory men you picked up in bars I should know about? Maybe the congressman hopeful packing heat?”

“Ah…no. Nothing.” She cupped his face between her hands and held his gaze. She didn’t owe him an explanation or play by play of her sex life over the past five years, but she wanted to give him the truth. “There’s never been anyone but you.”

He leaned down and claimed her mouth as she felt the weight of his body greet hers.

There was something in his kiss, some unknown emotion and declaration. What it was she didn’t have time to figure out before he was thrusting inside of her and nothing else mattered. Her world was right.

~ML~

Sexy as hell. Showered and dressed, she sat on the side of the bed staring down at the sleeping man in the glow from the bathroom light. In the fifteen minutes she’d been in the bathroom, he’d gravitated to the side of the bed she’d left and kicked off the covers. The only bit of modesty he had was the sheet bunched low on his stomach, covering one of his legs and his groin area.

She thought about what lay hidden and her temperature flared. It shocked her to experience the rapid desire beginning to pulse through her body as well as she’d been loved last night. Three times he’d driven his thick manhood inside of her. After she’d confessed not being intimate with anyone else he’d brought her to a climax. Before it ended she found herself on her knees and Parker taking her hard and deep from the back. Squeezing her thighs together to subdue her lust, she felt the tenderness that resided there.

Glancing over at the empty tray, she smiled in memory of how ferocious she’d consumed it just before going to sleep. He’d been correct, he’d worked up an appetite in her. More than one.

Now, even if she wanted to wake him for one last go at it, her body couldn’t take anymore right now. He had given her indescribable pleasure, keeping the troublesome thoughts about today’s event away. She’d been so exhausted by their nefarious activities that she’d slept soundly for three solid hours before her alarm went off.

There was no doubt in her mind that today would be stressful beyond measure. There were answers that the authorities would want—dig for—and she wanted them as well. She wasn’t to blame for what happened, but most likely when it was all over, she’d pay the cost. Most likely with her job.

With an hour left before she had to be at the museum she wanted to show her appreciation to this passionate, caring man.

An idea surfaced in her mind and she decided she had just enough time to do it. Taking hold of the sheet, she began to drag it away.

~ML~

“Oh, shi— Soni…what—” His words broke off into a groan as his shaft was sliding deeper into the warm recesses of Sonya’s wet mouth.

Originally, he’d thought the touches and licks he was experiencing were all just part of another dream. Fantasy had haunted him every night in his mind.

However, this was clearly no dream. He was wide-awake.

Staring down at her in the dim light, he could see that she was dressed and her hair fixed neatly at the back of her head. His palms itched to bury his hands in her hair. Instead he fisted the sheet below him. He couldn’t hold back and thrust between her wide spread lips, just enough to push a little further.