Indulgence (188 page)

“How did I miss this? Why an anchor?” He sat back down all
the way and pulled me even closer to him. My feet were resting on his hips as
he resumed massaging my calves. I had to force myself to look at him.

“We were all the other had for a long time. Cal was in
Afghanistan and Holly didn’t have any family. It was just the two of us.” I
sighed and let my head drop to the side resting on the couch as he continued
kneading my calves.

“So was her anchor in the same spot?”

“Actually, she got wings on her back.” He didn’t have to ask
the question. “We were inspired by a sign we saw once in a store window. ‘
You
are the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground and I am the wings that keep
your heart in the clouds’
or something like that. I was her anchor, she was
my wings.”

“That’s beautiful.” His hands left my legs as he guided me
to lie on my back and hovered over me. I didn’t resist.

“Thank you.” He was above me and I was longing for him to
kiss me. I moved my hands to touch him and he moved out of reach before I was
successful.

His hands were on the waist of my jeans as he worked his way
under my shirt. My breath hitched as he ran his hands over my belly before
undoing my pants. “Lift your hips.” I did as I was bid as he tugged my jeans
from my hips. He sat back down as my jeans joined my socks and boots on the
floor. His hands made their way to my thighs and began massaging. He was
dangerously close to my panties and I was worried he would set me off without
much more effort. I realized I was tense when he whispered, “Breathe,
Blackbird. Relax.” He sounded almost as breathless as I felt.

His hands ran along my hips then up under my back and I was
suddenly face to face with him. James had pulled me to his lap and I
immediately flanked his sides with my legs and circled my arms around his
shoulders. He buried his face in my neck and inhaled deeply. I believed he
found my scent as intoxicating as I found his. His scorching tongue worked its
way to my ear where he bit, tugged and sucked on my lobe.

“Ohhh, God.”

I was panting in his hair as I sought relief by trying to
grind into him. His hands were all over my back and it felt like he left a
trail of burnt ash along my skin.

“James...”

He tugged my shirt over my head and began kneading my
breasts through my bra. His chest was heaving along with mine. I needed him on
top of me, in me, on me. I tried to lie back and he stopped me, instead
wrapping his arms tightly around my back, placing his hands on my shoulders as
he pressed me into his erection. Bursts of electricity shot through my body at
the momentary relief of his cock pressed against my pussy. I circled my hips
against him and grasped his back like my life depended on it.

“Shit.” He thrust up in response to my movements.

“James, please kiss…”

I didn’t get to finish my sentence. His lips attacked mine
and I was in heaven. I was truly putty in his hands. I continued to rub myself
against him and worked on pulling his shirt up. I found the expanse of his back
and it was hot and dewy.

Bang, bang, bang.

I brought my hands to his chest and leaned back momentarily.
He obliged and I tugged his shirt off and added it to the growing pile of
clothes on the floor. He was simply stunning to look at.

BANG, BANG, BANG.

“Cassidy, don’t make me bust down the door. I know you’re in
there.” I bolted upright and nearly leapt off James’s lap.
Dammit, Cal!

“Shit. It’s my brother. He
will
break down the door.”
We were both catching our breath. I climbed off James’s lap and threw a shirt
on. “Don’t move.” I was surprised with my own tone and James just smirked at
me.

Bang, bang, bang…

“HOLD ON, CAL!” I went to grab my jeans and realized the
shirt I put on wasn’t my own. It was more than long enough and it would have to
do. I looked to James and he looked good enough to eat, that damn smile on his
face, just lying there, nearly naked. If this didn’t send the message to Cal
that I was ‘busy’, nothing would. I rushed to the door, unbolted it and threw
it open. “WHAT!?”

“What are you doing with
HIM
?” He was shouting at me.
He tried to walk past me and I braced both hands on his chest in response.

“What do you mean
him
?”

“You know what I mean. He’s the owner of the Blue Horse.” He
looked me up and down, noticing the shirt and my near nakedness. If he was
angry before, he was fuming mad now; I could almost see the steam puffing out his
ears.

“Dammit, Cal, get OUT!” I shoved him back, which took all my
strength. “I’m twenty-seven years old and I’ll date whomever I want. This isn’t
up for discussion. I’ll call you tomorrow.” I pushed him again, just far enough
that I could slam the door. I immediately locked the deadbolt and looked out
the peep hole.

He was throwing his hands in the air as he walked back to
his patrol car. He tended to stop by when he was on duty and things were slow.
Knowing him, he ran the plates on the motorcycle when he pulled up.
Dammit.
I
took a deep breath, smoothed down the shirt I wore and headed back to the
living room.

He hadn’t moved. It should be illegal to look that divine. I
plopped down on the couch next to him. “Sorry, he’s a little over protective.
Big brother syndrome and all; it doesn’t help he has a badge to go with it.”

James didn’t say a word. He simply moved so fast, that
before I knew it, I was on top of him again. We were sitting up, face to face,
as I straddled his lap once more. I was taking in his appearance when he put
his nose to mine. “Dating, huh? Why didn’t you tell me you were dating someone?
This might be a deal breaker, Cassidy.”

Shit.
I immediately tried to retract my statement. We
hadn’t discussed dating or anything relationship oriented. “Sorry, I, it’s just
that I didn’t know what to tell him. I didn’t mean to imply…” He started
cracking up. “What are you laughing at?” Now I was annoyed.

“Whoever this bloke is that you’re dating, tell him to get
lost, you’ll only be dating me from now on.” He was rubbing his nose up and
down mine when I realized the joke was on me. “That is, if you
want
to
date me. I’m perfectly fine with just the fucking.”

I sucked in my breath and attempted to get off his lap. I
was appalled. He made it sound so dirty.

He seized my arms, “Cassidy, I’m joking. I’m sorry; I didn’t
mean to offend you. You’re the only girl for me, have been since that first
night I saw you at the Blue Horse.”

I relaxed and looked into his eyes. He wasn’t lying.
“Really?”

“Cassidy, don’t ever doubt it. We’ll deal with Cal and
anyone else who might have a problem with it. Okay? Now, where were we?” He
gently pressed his lips to mine. I eased my body back into his and accepted his
kiss.

I panted, “Okay,” between kisses.

James wasted no time in removing his shirt from me. I
settled in closer to him and ran my fingers through his hair. I tipped his head
back so I could have better access to his mouth as his hands began kneading my
shoulders and neck. I dropped my head to his shoulder as he released the
tension from my shoulders. Running my hands across his ribs and down his
abdomen, I reveled in the dusting of hair that covered him. I paid special
attention to the happy trail that disappeared into his jeans.

I started to undo his belt as he lifted my head and brought
my mouth down to his. My body was screaming in expectation of him. I’d never
had a craving like that before. I was convinced I could live off of him and him
alone. I pressed against him and he met me with a thrust of his own as a burst
a pleasure ran through me. I bit his lip harder than anticipated and he
groaned. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry.” He pushed me back a bit while one hand
encircled my neck and then ran down the center of my chest. “A front clasp, I
was wondering how you got this on.” He fiddled with the clasp, and before I
knew it, my breasts sprung free and were greeted by his hungry mouth.

I finished undoing his belt and began working on the button
to his jeans when he lifted me up and stood. I grabbed his wrists and stopped him,
“Please, let me.”

He took a deep breath before relaxing. I sensed that he
needed me as much as I needed him. I freed the button before palming his
erection through the denim. James threw his head back and gripped my shoulders.
I found the zipper and pulled it down slowly before I worked my hands into the
waist of his jeans. I tugged them down to his knees and realized he still had
his boots on.

“Sit down.”

He sat back on the couch and I noticed how tight his boxer
briefs were, his erection straining against the material. I knelt down in front
of him and pulled his boots and socks off before freeing him of his jeans. On
my knees, I placed myself between his legs and started massaging his calves. I
could feel the tension slowly roll off of him. After a few minutes, I worked my
hands up to his thighs and dug my knuckles into his muscles. His head was
leaned back against the couch when I snuck my hands into his boxer briefs, up
to his hips and then yanked them down. He lifted slightly to ease my way, his eyes
cloudy with desire.

I swear his cock bounced as my eyes took in his superb
nakedness. With his underwear discarded, I returned to my previous position,
but closer. My breasts were resting on his lower abdomen as I began kissing his
chest and rib cage while my hands lightly caressed his back.

“Cassidy, you’re making me crazy.” His hands began rubbing
my scalp.

“I thought it only fair to return the favor.” I smiled up at
him and he looked like a man possessed. He wouldn’t let me continue this much
longer. I moved down and his cock was standing at attention against his
stomach. I grabbed him and gave him a squeeze. His hips jumped up as he groaned
and I squeezed him again. Dipping my head I ran my tongue from the base of his
glorious cock to the tip where I began circling the head.

“Dammit, woman.” He was out of breath and I loved it.

I greedily took him into my mouth while fisting around his
base. I glided down his length several times. I didn’t normally enjoy this
task, but with him I never wanted to stop. I squealed when he quickly pulled me
off him and dragged me to his lap. I was on my knees as he bit my left breast.

“Owww!” He kissed, licked and sucked the pain away almost as
quickly as he had delivered it. “God, James, please.”

“What is it, Cassidy? Tell me what you want.”

His hands were running down my back and into my panties,
digging into my ass cheeks as he lifted his hips to press against me. I jumped
as a surge of pleasure made me dizzy. I grabbed hold of his face and attacked
his mouth. I took my fill of him until I had to pull away to catch my breath.

“I want you inside me, desperately. Please. Here.
Now
.”

He placed his hand on my lower belly as his fingers made
their way under my panties and into my short curls. I was frozen in time. The
only thing I could feel was the heat of him and my heart as it pounded in my
chest. His fingers went further down and grazed my swollen nub. “Oh.” I placed
my forehead on his and closed my eyes as he gently rubbed my clit. “James…” he
dipped a finger deeper and slid inside me.

“You’re so wet. Show me what you want.” He gripped my ass
with his free hand, raising me up and down so that I was riding his hand.

“More, I need more.” Our eyes were locked as he added a
second finger. I eagerly gripped them with my walls as he slipped his fingers
in and out. It felt amazing. Suddenly, there was more of him that I wasn’t
prepared for. “Oh that’s, ohhh, too much.” He had added a third finger and it
was almost unbearable. Almost. I could feel the frenzy building inside me.

“Slow and easy, Cassidy.”

I steadied my pace to give my tight pussy a moment to adjust
to his fingers before I rode him again and again. I had my rhythm down and my
head was thrown back, “Now stop moving.” I was startled to stillness at his
words and started to plead with him before I was silenced.

I was up on my knees bracing myself on his shoulders. He was
running his slick fingers up, down, in and all over my sex. The pressure was
building and felt wonderful. I recognized the sensation of a bead a sweat as it
slid down between my shoulder blades. He pulled me closer and I could no longer
see his face. His head was buried in my breasts and the hand that was gripping
my waist had now joined his other hand in its exploration of my sex, but from
behind. I jumped a little as he gently circled my
other
opening.

“Relax, I won’t hurt you.” The act was entirely foreign to
me. The hand in front swept into me again, gathering my juices before sliding
out to my rear. He continued circling my tighter hole with one hand while
pumping me with the other.

The feeling was so alien, but I was enjoying it. “James, it
feels so good, but I don’t want to come without you.” I pulled myself away
slightly before I grabbed his cock. “Please, I want this.”

~ JAMES ~

Her panties were barely on, with both my hands inside them.
She would be my undoing. I never knew it could be so intense. “Please, I want
this.” She was milking my cock with her hand. “I need you, all of you inside
me, now.” She was panting in my ear and I lost all sense. I pulled my hands
from her soaking center and ripped the panties from her body. She gasped and
then cooed in my ear as I shrugged my shoulders. “I liked those.”

“I’ll buy you new ones.” I had her sit on my thighs as I
cupped her face. “I need you, too.” I kissed her slowly and deeply as she
pulled her legs up while scooting closer. Her ankles were now gripping my ass
with her hands in my hair. Her mound was pressed against my erection. She
lifted slightly and guided her opening over my tip. Our kiss halted for a split
second as she gazed into my eyes. She looked absolutely lost, like she was on
another planet. Before I could push her away to get a condom, she sheathed me
with her tight pussy. She began shuddering from her own force, “Cassidy.”