Jamie's Revenge (21 page)

Chapter 15

Jamie went with him, not even offering a bit of resistance when he stripped her down and tucked her into the middle of his bed. Despite all the chaos of the day, it felt like warm comfort to be smuggled into his embrace. It didn’t take her but a minute to be lulled by his heat and her weariness into slipping right to sleep.

If only she’d woken up that way. Eyes popping wide with alarm, Jamie tried to make sense of waking naked in some man’s arms. That it turned out to be Caelen, whose possessive grip held her breast prisoner, didn’t calm her panic in the least.

Just the opposite, the way his gaze twinkled and his thumb rolled over her nipple had her all too conscious of the thick, hairy thigh tucked between hers as his hardness and heat molded itself to her back. Something particularly hard and hot branded her lower back. As if all of that hadn’t told her what Caelen had woken up in the mood for, he gave her that wicked little smile of his.

“Mornin’, sugar.”

 
“Don’t look at me like that, Caelen,” Jamie groaned. She’d have rolled away if he’d have let her. Captive as she was in his embrace, the furthest she could flee was to bury her face in the pillow.

“Aw, don’t be like that now, sugar.” Caelen nuzzled her shoulder with a plaintive series of kisses.

“I told you last night,” Jamie lifted her head out of the pillow. “I’m not doing
that
again.”

“Far be it for me to argue when you get that tone in your voice.”

That didn’t stop him from chasing the shivers around her neck. Jamie couldn’t but flinch when he hit a particularly ticklish spot right at the top of her spine. That had him chuckling and taking another nibble.

“Caelen, I said no.” Jamie rolled her shoulders pointedly away.

“Fine,” Caelen groaned rolling onto his back and releasing her. “But if we ain’t having no fun, then we’re going to be having a conversation, so don’t even be thinking of getting out of this bed yet.”

Jamie ignored that threat as she yanked on the sheet, trying to wrap as much around herself as she could while she rose to a sit. “Where’s Brodie?”

That concern hit her as her eyes scanned around the room to find it as empty as the other side of the bed.

“He went to get you breakfast,” Caelen commented absently.

He just couldn’t keep his hands to himself, and one lifted to stroke down over her spine, making her shift away from the too tender touch. His fingers fell to the bed with a plop. When he spoke again, he sounded almost tired…a little sad.

“He said you needed to be gentled, so he’s planning some kind of surprise.”

“Brodie?” That had her smiling for the first time that morning, even if the gesture held a good deal of disbelief. “Brodie is planning a surprise…to gentle me?”

Caelen shrugged and stretched up along the headboard. “He said you were all jealous that we’d been screwing Rebecca all these years.”

“I’m not jealous,” Jamie snorted. “I’m disgusted.”

“And I’m just real thrilled to be marrying a former Madame,” Caelen shot back. “You know what Brodie and I been doing is perfectly normal for men. What you been doing…darlin’, you gonna have to explain that to me.”

Jamie rolled her eyes at his demanding look and gave him her shoulder. “Like what, Caelen?”

“For starters, how you even ended up stepping one foot into a parlor house.”

“What’s to explain? My aunt used to run one, and when she met me, she knew I’d be damn good at that job.” Jamie turned back to give him her own steady look. “And you know what? She was right, and I actually have you and your brother to thank for that.”

That had him coming off his relaxed pose. “You don’t you try to blame this on me, Jamie Anne Traynor.”

“It was a compliment. A good whore knows how to fuck a man, Caelen, but there a lot of women out there who can do that. A good Madame knows how to control a man, and there are far fewer of those around.

“My aunt taught me how to dress and talk and walk. All the little teases that get men in the mood, but none of that would be worth more than making a whore out of me if it hadn’t been for the punches you taught me to throw or all the dirty tricks you showed me. You taught me how to make sure I won any battle I stepped into. That was the key.”

“I didn’t teach you that so you could run off to some city and become some perverse creature,” Caelen growled. “I taught you that to keep you safe from the perverts who come out of the cities.”

“Well then you really failed,” Jamie shot back. “’Cause it wasn’t no pervert from the city who took my innocence. That was you and your brother, perverts from the country.”

“You better be glad none of them boys touched you. The only thing saving you is that you had enough sense not to let them, otherwise, that ass would be on fire.”

“Don’t yell at me, you oversized ass. You lost the right to have any say in my life when you sent me away.”

That dismissal had Caelen doing more than snarling at her. In a display of temper better worn by Brodie, he snatched her right back across the few inches she’d managed to get between them during the argument. Hauling her over his body, Caelen used a hand to press her hip down onto his erection.

“You listen to me, sugar, and you listen good. We either going to talk or fuck, so don’t you be giving me all this attitude, or I’ll wear out your pussy until you’re more than willing to be a little sweeter in your delivery.”

Instead of being intimidated, Jamie shoved back from him. “See, this is exactly why I didn’t want you knowing I was a virgin ‘cause you think it gives you rights over me.”

“Nah, that ain’t it. It’s the fact that I could rat you out to your daddy. That gives me all the power.”

That had Jamie going still. “You wouldn’t.”

“Give me a reason not to.”

“Because it would hurt him, and there ain’t nothing he can do to undo anything, not I would even want him to.”

“So? It ain’t my fault that you ran away.” Caelen used her answer against her, which just annoyed Jamie to know end. “And it certainly ain’t my fault it took you five years to come back, is it?”

“I haven’t even figured out why I did come back,” Jamie snapped, hoping that hurt a little. “Hell, back East, I’m at least respected, and I got my own money, my own life…” Jamie couldn’t help but smile as she shot Caelen a dark look. “And kind of like you, Caelen, I like to watch.”

“I know why you came back, Jamie.” Caelen toppled her over, sprawling across her as he slowly pulled the sheet free from between them. “Because watching just ain’t enough.”

“Caelen…”

“I know you’re pissed about Rebecca, just as I ain’t too thrilled with the way you been wasting the years, but do you really want to go back? You think in a few days, you’re just going to get on a horse and ride off back to your little whore house and leave me here…all alone…but for Rebecca?”

That threat had Jamie’s jaw clenching. A low blow, he hit her hard because there would be no way for her to answer yes. “You’re supposed to be so scarred. You could never touch another.”

He gave her an honest laugh at that. “Jamie, you worked in a parlor house. You know that ain’t the way it works.”

“If you loved me, it would be,” Jamie stubbornly muttered that insistence.

 
“And if you ever want to find some happiness in this life, you’re gonna have to forgive us.”

“Just like that?”

“And like this.” Caelen whispered a quick kiss across her lips, but he didn’t leave her convinced.
 

“I’m not doing
that
again.”

* * * *

“But there are other things,” Caelen drawled, his thigh pressing in to part her thighs and give her mound a tantalizing rub. “You know…
other
things.”

“I am not sucking your cock, Caelen.”

The answer came out so quickly with such a high degree of annoyance it drew an immediate reaction from him. Tired of her resistance and aching with need, Caelen gave over to his baser urges. When the next objection started to form on her lips, he caught it with his kiss.

No gentleness, no subtly, Caelen devoured the tasty sweetness, intent on overwhelming any resistance she tried to stop him with. His lips broke open over her, holding her hostage as his tongue swept in to conquer all within reach.

No longer able to resist the temptation of her soft nakedness beneath him, his hand rove free and wild over all her plump curves as he pressed his thigh right between the weeping lips of her pussy to tease her clit with the crisp leg hairs.
So wet…so hot…

“You ain’t fed me no pussy yet, sugar, and I’m getting mighty hungry.”

Not about to give her a chance to escape, Caelen dipped his hip and plunged his hand right down into her creaming cunt, aiming straight for her clit. Believing in keeping a woman too excited to say no, it only pleased Caelen more that Jamie could break so easily.

As hard and tough as she thought of herself, it just took a few swirls and dips over her little clit to have her whining, not fighting him at all as he pulled the sheet completely back and spread her legs just that much wider.

Jamie didn’t just like watching, she liked being watched. He figured that out real quick when her hands slid from his wrists and started doing all sorts of naughty things. More turned on than shocked, Caelen rose to his knees and stayed out of the way as Jamie began masturbating right in front of him.

Those skinny little fingers danced fast and quickly over her tits, pinching and rolling her nipples until one smooth palm dipped and lifted her whole breast upward.
Oh, sweet mother…
That mouth would haunt him through death, and watching those full lips part over her own tit to lick out and toy with the puckered bud had his cock swelling with painful demand.

Unwilling to put a stop to her seduction, Caelen’s hand dropped down to comfort his throbbing dick with a heavy squeeze. Soon, very soon, it would be plunging into that sweet little body and making it writhe like it never had. First, he wanted to enjoy watching her squirm.

That’s just what she did when one hand slid down to cover her smooth mound. Two things became very apparent to Caelen as he watched Jamie fuck herself. She didn’t have a great deal of technique when it came to pussy playing, but she didn’t need any with that low tolerance.

A simple roll of her clit matched with her other hand on her nipple had her panting, sweating, and straining for release in under five minutes and damn if it didn’t take her less than that to flatten out and recover enough to offer him a smile.

“See, Caelen, I know about
other
things. That’s why I know I don’t need you or Brodie.”

She meant to press him too far. That became apparent when she shrieked and dove for the edge of the bed before he’d gotten over his shock at that one. It didn’t take him but a second to have her trapped with an unbreakable hold on her hips.

She’d turned when she’d bolted and now got trapped right as he liked his women, on all fours. Bending over her back to whisper in the ear that hung barely a hair over the edge of the bed, Caelen made sure his cock seesawed through her little pussy, giving her a real good feel of what she’d be getting in the near future.

“As much as I appreciate the show and as hot as it made me…sugar, that was just pathetic.”

Of all the things she could have done right then, the giggle rankled him the worst. “Blah, blah, blah. You’re all talk, Caelen. Where’s your brother? He’s the man of action.”

The squeal she gave when he hauled her right back across the bed did satisfy the growl working through his chest. The laughter still trickling out as she put up a comical resistance only riled the savage lust that he’d been leashing for days. There was no more need to bear that strain.

As the fibers of his control snapped one by one, he wrenched her waist right off the bed, bringing the sweet treat he’d been too long denied to his lips. Barely aware that her shrieks had turned to true alarm, Caelen dove in for the feasting he’d promised her days ago.
 

Spicy and sweet and so damn hot, it made every muscle in his body clench with the need. Settling into place, he gave her clit the tongue lashing it deserved, driving Jamie’s screams and squeals higher as her hips arched offering more. Devouring the invitation set her hips into a slow grind that matched the fast paced escalation of the shudders working down her body.

 
“Caelen…
Caelen
…”

Heedless of the panic tingeing her pleas, Caelen drove her harder until her whole body tensed, quaking with its own strain before snapping. With a scream, she flooded his kiss with the taste of her release, her whole body deflating under the rush.

Going boneless, her hips would have slid from his hands, and she would have collapsed to her still for the relentless assault he waged on her clit, hearing the shrill squeaks building up in her ragged breath.

“Caelen?”

Yeah, that’s what he wanted to hear. No more giggles. Jamie sounded worried now, and she had every reason to be. Instead of answering the plaintive concern in her question, he gave a simple suck on her pulsing clit that vibrated like a shot gun blast to have her jerking hard in his hold as the please started to come out.