Rebound: Passion Book 2 (20 page)

We
laid
back across the bed and I felt the adrenaline rushing
through her as she pushed me to my back. “I want to be on top.” I let my arms
drop back to my sides as she pulled on my pants until she got them off then
hopped out of her shorts before sitting on my lower stomach. She had a gleam in
her eye that I’d not seen before and when she dragged her nails down my chest
to my navel and then lower, lower until she was trailing a path down my
hardening cock, I knew she meant business. She grinned at me before she
maneuvered her body so that she could take my cock into her warm mouth and I
almost came off the bed. With my hands wrapped in her hair I watched through
slitted
eyes as she licked the pre cum from the head before
teasing me with her teeth. I bit into my lip as she licked her way down to my
balls and back before sucking me into her mouth and sucking me off while she
ran her nails down my thighs. I knew it was her show but I wanted in on the
action so I jackknifed being careful not to go too far down her throat and hurt
her as I pulled her ass around.

In
the classic sixty-nine I delved into her pussy with my tongue reacquainting
myself with her sweet taste. This was mine; the thought ran through me like a
fire in the blood as I licked deep pulling her back hard on my tongue. Always I
want to devour her, there’s never a time when I put my hands on her that this
madness doesn’t consume me. It’s as if she sets something off inside of me,
something that I could never find with anyone else. Could the heart survive
years of this, this feeling of overwhelming joy? Sometimes I wondered how it
was possible to feel so deeply at my age.

The
intensity of my feelings for her sometimes scared the shit out of me. I
wondered if there would ever be a day that I wake up and not love her, or want
her with the same all consuming heat that I now felt? How had I been so lucky
to find my forever out of the abyss of a downward spiral? When I thought of
those things, when they crossed my mind fleetingly, I say a silent prayer that
the day would never come when I lose this amazing love. I made up my mind that
we would never become a statistic, one of those couples that fall hard when
they’re young only to fall apart years later.

When
I’d brought her off and was about ready to blow myself I got her attention and helped
her turn around so she could sit on my cock and ride me. She loves that shit,
loves being in control of her man if only for a little while and I love seeing
the freedom as she enjoys having me inside her. I ran my hands down the sleek
lines of her slender body, teasing the little chain that hung for the ring in
her navel as she moved sensually over me. “Kiss me.” she bent her head to obey
me, placing her lips across mine, feeding me her tongue as she playfully nipped
my lip with her teeth.

With
my hands grabbing her ass I helped her up and down as she fucked herself hard
rubbing her swollen clit as my cock slammed up inside her over and over again.
That scent was in the air again and I released her lips so that I could bite
into her nipple. The squeezing around my cock told me she was close and I moved
her faster over me as our hips pounded together and our hearts raced. “Sweet
fuck Kadyn.” She went wild and came as I spilled into her emptying myself until
we were both drained.

“Damn
bro you still breathing?”

“Shut up
Joshua.” It wouldn’t be manly to admit that my cheeks were blazing at his
teasing. I’d once been the one teasing him about hiding out in his room with
his wife, now I knew what that shit felt like I didn’t blame him. “I’m happy
for you bro.” he clapped my shoulder before dropping down in the chair next to
mine. “I kept an eye on our guy for you while you were other wise occupied.
He’s still trying to figure out what the fuck happened to his money but it’s
gone with the wind. The trust is still proving to be tricky because there’re so
many channels to go through but everything else has been transferred. You want
to put it in an account for Kadyn or some shit?”

“Fuck
no, she doesn’t need anything from him, we’re gonna set up a fund for abused
women or women who’re trying to escape other assholes like him. I can’t think
of anything better to do with it than that. He can keep his trust fund. By the
time I’m through with him, money will be the least of his worries anyway. I
need to find a way to get her to talk to her mom, it’s been too long since she
was able to and it’s not right. She’s afraid to call her at work because they
think that since she disappeared that he’s found a way to have ears on her
there. She has her own real estate office so it would’ve been easy for him to
get in there apparently or so they think.”

“That’s
easy bro. Get her an iPhone and turn off location. It usually reverts to some
place in Europe or some shit for some strange reason or this place in
California.”

“For real? How the fuck you know
that?”

“Dude! By the way have you given
any thought to having her tagged?”

“Yeah I’m
on it.” Josh had set me up with his guy and I was waiting to have the ring I’d
bought her fitted with the little chip or whatever the fuck it was he used to
tag her. The only thing left was convincing her to accept my ring but after the
last few days I no longer worried about her saying no. Not that I would’ve
given her that option seeing as how I had completely reverted back to a caveman.

After
our little riff we’d spent the last few days attached at the hip. If we weren’t
locked away in our room we were out doing something together or with the
others. She wasn’t quite there yet but she was slowly but surely breaking her
way out of her shell. She also had a mouth on her, at least when it came to
giving me hell. With everyone else she was the sweet reserved little kitten,
when it came to me it was a different story. I guess she’s trying out her claws
on me, which is fine. It means she feels safe enough, or
trust
me enough to let herself go. Whatever the case it was refreshing to see the
fire in her finally blazing free. She was becoming more and more of a teenager
these days and I’m reminded of the phrase ‘be careful what you wish for’. She’s
also spoilt as fuck but I guess that’s to be expected after denying herself for
so long.

It’s
like she wants to try everything at once and I have no problem making it happen
for her.

I don’t
watch her so much these days to make sure she’s fine as I do just for the
pleasure of it. The more I do to ensure her safety the more I push her to do
new things. And a free and relaxed Kadyn is the most beautiful creature I’ve
ever known. I got her a bike so that we could go for rides together in the
mornings, took her down to the stables to choose a horse to take lessons. I was
on a mission to fill her life with as much joy as I could in the time before we
had to go off to college and with each new adventure she grew more beautifully
amazing in my eyes.

 
Everything about her is amazing in my biased
opinion, a simple thing like the way she brushes her hair back when it gets in
the way, or the way she tilts her head when she’s listening to me. She touches
me more without provocation now; just little touches that always make my heart
beat out of place. I know others can see the changes as well because dad would
give me a secret smile and a clap on the shoulder whenever she’s around and her
dad is more relaxed and very friendly to a guy who I’m sure he has to know is
sleeping with his daughter.

I
haven’t seen the ass that attacked her since that day but then again we don’t
move in the same circles. I check her phone every once in a while to make sure
he’s not trying to contact her because I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t tell me.
The first time I did that she lit into me for going through her phone but I
just passed mine to her without saying a word. I guess she got the message that
she could go through my shit too if she wanted because she grumbled something
about Carrie warning her and stormed out of the room. Whatever!

Very
rarely do I see her go off into her head these days, at those times I know
she’s remembering Bruno but I always find a way to take her mind off of it. I
don’t pretend that it’s not her reality but neither do I let her dwell on it
too much. And at night when we’re wrapped around each other, when she’s feeling
safe and loved, I draw more and more of the poison out of her hoping that by
doing that she can finally free herself from it.

“Look
at this, looks like your little wild goose chase worked, he’s bought tickets to
Russia. Are you fucking kidding me? This guy is fucking relentless.” My mind
raced with ideas of how to use this new development. Obviously when he got
there he’d realize she wasn’t there and never had been so then what? And how
could I use the fact that he was willing to follow her out of the country even
with a restraining order against him? “Did you make any progress with the
laptop yet?”

“Almost
there bro, just a few more levels to go, when’s he leaving the country?”

“In about
a week and a half.” Actually watching this guy in action myself had brought
home to me why she was so scared of him. The reality is that her living in such
close proximity to him had been a danger, one that I only truly begun to
understand after my nightly visits into his world. I’ve watched him listening
in on her mom’s phone calls and reading her mail and was happy that I hadn’t
let her in on what I was doing. That would only have worried her incessantly
and fed her fear even more.

He
also seemed to be tracking the woman’s emails and all her personal shit, which
just boggled the mind. All the cops had to do was serve a warrant on this guy
and they would’ve found a goldmine of shit to put him away for. Instead either
through bureaucratic red tape or sheer laziness they’d let this guy walk. I had
no doubt that had he been a down on his luck loser they would’ve hauled his ass
in long ago; but because he was a supposedly upstanding member of society and
had money he’d been overlooked. By the time I was finished I wanted the whole
world to see him for what he is. I just needed to figure out how to do it
without involving her because he was never laying eyes on her again. I hope
that shit drives him out of his fucking mind.

“You’d
think with his money disappearing he’d have more important things to do than
getting on a plane hunting down a young girl who wants nothing to do with him.”

“People
like that don’t think rationally bro, at least we know he hasn’t given up his
sick obsession and is willing to go to great lengths. What do you want to do
next?”

“I’m
not sure yet, I want this shit done like now, there have to be a way to get
whatever he has on his hard drive to the cops without implicating ourselves.
The only thing is I don’t want her involved. It bothers me that he has his
laptop even more secured than his home PC and that shit had enough on it to
send him away for a while. What the fuck can he be hiding on the other one?”

“I
thought about that too bro, whatever it is it won’t be good you can believe
that. Not to worry though I’m already in I’m just safe guarding against any
backlash, don’t want him or anyone else knowing that we’re looking at him.”

“Do it
quick bro, we leave for the university visit this weekend remember? I want this
shit over and done with so we can move on with our lives one-way or the other.
I want her to be able to enjoy everything about this experience because we’re
not taking his fucking specter with us.”

“I’m on
it. If that’s all this fucker is gonna do tonight I’m for bed.”

On the
screen Bruno was gazing at the screen where he had a collage of pics of my
woman and fucking drooling. I didn’t want to know what the fuck he was doing
with his hands beneath his desk because that shit would make me hop on a plane
and go break his fucking neck. I’ve given it some thought over the last few
weeks but one thing stopped me. No one ever gets away with shit, and I couldn’t
put Kadyn through that shit, not to mention the thought of being away from her
made me sick to my stomach. I hadn’t exactly taken on her fears but I’ve
convinced myself that she needs me at every turn that I’m the only one who can
take care of her.

 
We both headed back inside and went to our
women. I should probably let her sleep but tomorrow she was going to her
father’s since we were leaving for a few days this coming weekend. The
moonlight captured her in the middle of our bed, her body curled innocently
around my pillow. She was so beautiful sometimes it ached to look at her. She
was finally coming to appreciate her own worth I think. In the last couple of
weeks she’s really been coming into her own. Whether it was the heavy dose of
sex, which she never seemed to get enough of or the self-defense classes;
something was giving her a much-needed boost. She smiled more these days and
when her laugh rang out it made my heart soar.

Carrie
and Nessa as well as mom, have been training her in the ways of womanhood or
more to the point Steele womanhood. She’s not in the same league as yet but she
no longer fusses about spending my money, which for some fucked up reason makes
me exceedingly happy. She’s even been out with the girls on her own a time or
two and I seemed to be the one having anxiety issues both times. I couldn’t
wait to get that ring on her finger so I could have some peace.

I
use to think Dad and Joshua were nuts for tagging their women, I think dad even
had a tag on my little sister. It was funny how they’d always tried to convince
me of the necessity for such a drastic measure and I was always the one
scoffing at their paranoia. Now my woman needs that shit more than any.