Shooter (Burnout) (38 page)

Hayley cried as he tugged down her panties. In that moment, she couldn’t have told him to stop or to go on. But Chris seemed to know that she wanted him to keep going, even though she couldn’t say it. He wasn’t so much ignoring her tears as he was allowing her to have them, move past them, and find her way back to him and this moment.

He kissed her inner thigh and she spread her legs for him. He parted her with his thumbs and licked inside her. Hayley felt a riot of sensation and emotions, in fact she was nearly lost in them. Her first orgasm came amid the tears. Chris let her ride it out on his mouth and then pulled himself up over her. She came back to herself with a renewed sense of what she wanted and a determination to grab it and hold onto it.

She ran her hands down his chest and took hold of the waistband of his shorts. She tugged them down as far as she could and he pulled them off the rest of the way. She pushed him onto his back and leaned over him, her long hair sweeping across his thighs. She gently took his cock in her hand and ran her tongue up the underside. She was rewarded with a tiny bead of pre-come weeping from the slit. She extended her tongue and savored it. Then she crawled up beside him and laid down with her head on the pillow.

Chris groaned as she cut his blow job short. Such must be his punishment, he supposed. Hayley took hold of his forearm and tugged. He was so surprised that he hesitated. “Hayley-”

“I want you,” she told him. “I- I want you like this,” she said, pulling harder.

Chris felt his breath catch in his throat and then he nodded. “Okay. Okay, baby.” Slowly, cautiously, he moved toward her. He stayed on his side for a moment, drawing her bottom lip into his mouth and sucking it. She ran her fingertips up his arm to his shoulder and once again tried to pull him closer. He moved over her, keeping his focus on her eyes. He settled himself between her legs. He kissed her throat and her collarbone, working his way down to her left nipple. She arched her back as he took it into his mouth. She writhed underneath him and good God it felt every bit as good as he had imagined it would.

He released her pebbled bud and moved over to the other one. He had barely opened his mouth before she pushed it between his lips. He gently bit it and she cried out. “Sassy,” he told her. She made a noise of contentment and relaxed underneath him, allowing him to bring her to the edge of orgasm with her sensitive peaks. He stopped and reached for the nightstand drawer.

She caught his wrist. “Don’t. Please,” she whispered. Chris looked down at her. “I want all of you. Just tonight. Please. I can get a pill in the morning.” Chris blinked down at her, surprised by her request. She released his wrist and brushed her fingertips down his cheek. “I gave you everything. Give me everything. Just for tonight.”

Chris crushed his mouth over hers and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. He took hold of his shaft and positioned the head at her entrance. God it was so hot. That was the first thing he noticed. Without the barrier of a condom, her heat assaulted him before he even got inside her. He pushed his way inside her with a groan. “Oh God, honey. You feel so good.” She was drenched and he slid in without effort.

She stiffened ever so slightly and his attention went back to her. He slid his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. “Say my name, baby. Say it.”

“Chris,” she breathed as he slid out of her.

“Again.”

“Chris.”

He rewarded her with a thrust of his cock, sheathing himself back inside her. “That’s right, baby. It’s me. I’ve got you. You’re alright, baby.”

She squeezed him and his arms tightened around her. “Oh, it’s so good, baby,” he told her.

She pulled him lower until her mouth was at his ear. “Sarah,” she whispered.

He leaned back a little and stared into her eyes. She was crying again, but not out of pain or fear. He used both hands to smooth the hair out of her face. “Sarah,” he repeated. “Sarah.” He kissed her gently. “My beautiful girl has a beautiful name. I love you, Sarah. I love you so much.”

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In the morning, Chris took Hayley to the pharmacy where she got a morning after pill. She took it in front of him in the cab of the truck with a bottle of water. “Hayley, you don’t have to do that,” he told her. “You can wait until you get home. I trust you.”

She smiled at him. “I trust you, too. But still.”

“Yeah okay,” he replied.

When he pulled up in front of the house, he yanked her into his lap and kissed her senseless.

“Mmmm,” she said. “If you don’t stop, we’re going to need another pill.”

“You’re right,” he said, pushing her off him. “Go. Make me something good for lunch.”

She grinned. “In your kitchen. Barefoot but not pregnant?”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Far too much sass.”

She got out and he laid on the horn. Minutes later, Easy appeared, snarling. “What the hell are you doing?” he said, getting into the cab and slamming the door. He took an angry bite of a bagel.

“Driving us to work.”

“It’s not even 8 o’clock.”

“So?” Chris said, pulling away from the curb.

“So I’m not enlisted anymore. You can’t possibly expect me to be functional before breakfast.”

Chris smiled and shook his head. “Easy, Easy, Easy.”

Jimmy eyed him suspiciously. “What are you so happy about?”

“Nothing.”

“Mmm hmmm. Look just because you woke up for a morning quickie doesn’t mean-”

“Did not. Had errands to run.”

“And that’s why you’re so goddamn chipper? Because you ran errands?”

Chris pulled up to the stop sign at the corner and looked at Jimmy. He grinned. “Sarah.”

Jimmy’s eyebrows knitted together. “Who the hell is Sarah?” Chris shot him a look and he said, “Oh. Non-functional before breakfast, remember?” He took a bite of bagel and chewed it. When he swallowed he said, “Pretty name. Guess she’s over the tramp stamp.”

Chris’s face darkened. “God. Don’t even mention it. I had no idea that woman was so damn crazy.”

At the garage, Chris whistled his way into the office and back out again later to rebuild a transmission. Tex sauntered in and cocked his head at his boss. “Make up sex?” he asked.

“Sarah,” Easy called out over a clutch plate.

Tex grinned. “Even better. Pretty name,” he told Chris. “Good thing you didn’t get ‘Hayley’ tattooed on
your
ass. Would’ve been an awkward moment.”

Hawk parked his bike and entered through the bay doors. “ ‘Sup?” he asked of all and sundry.

“Hayley’s name is Sarah,” Jimmy replied.

Hawk considered this. “It’s a good thing you didn’t-”

“Beat you to it,” Tex said, grinning.

“Bastard,” Hawk replied.

Chapter 30

“Happy Birthday!” Hayley cried, launching herself off the top step of the stairs and into Chris’s arms.

He caught her easily and wrapped his arms around her nuzzling her hair. “Well, that was nice to come home to. Thanks, Slick.”

She squeezed him hard and then leaned back. “Go inside! Get a shower! So we can start celebrating!”

He pulled her close again and kissed her. “Liking the sound of that. Does it by any chance involve me in my birthday suit?”

“No!” she scoffed.

He frowned. “Damn.”

She slapped his chest. “That’s later.”

He grinned. “Good to know.”

“Hurry up!” she ordered, practically shoving him in the door.

Chris hurried through his shower, as ordered, and re-entered the living area in a pair of gym shorts and bare feet.

“Ta da!” Hayley said, grinning. Her arms were out like a game show hostess.

His eyebrows knitted together. “Um.”

She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “Seriously?” she asked sternly.

“Baby, I…uh-”

She huffed at him. “The couch,” she said, pointing at it.

Chris looked and it was filled with pillows, some yellow some cream colored. He smiled. “They’re nice, baby.”

She was still scowling. “Nice.”

“Honey, I really appreciate the effort you’ve gone to to make this place a home. Really. They’re nice pillows.”

She grabbed a pillow and held it out. “These are goose down. They are soft yet cushion-y. I don’t think you’re fully realizing the functionality of these pillows.”

He looked at Hayley, then the pillow. “Yeah, they’re great but I don’t sleep on the couch.” She glared at him. “Okay, maybe I will be tonight,” he muttered.

She took hold of his wrist and yanked him over to the couch. She placed a hand on his chest and shoved. “Down,” she ordered.

Chris sat down on the couch. He shuffled back and forth. “Yeah. Absolutely. Yeah. Great pillows.”

Hayley sighed and moved in front of him. She kicked his bare feet apart with her own bare foot and dropped the pillow on the floor between them. Then she knelt down between his legs. “Whoa,” Chris said, watching her take hold of the elastic waistband of his gym shorts and pulling them down.

Without hesitation she sheathed more than half his cock into her hot, wet mouth. He drew in a sharp breath and threaded his fingers through her loose hair. She swirled her tongue around the head then took him deeper, working him in and out slowly. He groaned and fought the urge to start thrusting his hips and fuck her face. Then she released him, tugged his shaft up and slowly laved his balls. This was a new move for her and one he knew he loved. Apparently Slick had upped her game for his special day.

After the teasing, she licked the pre-come off with just the tip of her tongue, giving him a great view. Then she took him in her mouth again, working him steadily. She scraped her short nails down his thighs and he tensed up, enjoying the warring sensations of the slight pain on his skin versus the sheer heaven of her hot little mouth. What the hell had gotten into Slick? he wondered fleetingly, then he really didn’t care.

“Hayley,” he groaned, dreading the moment he left her mouth. When she didn’t respond, he repeated her name, louder. Hayley still ignored him. “Hayley,” he said a third time and moved his hands forward to push her off him. Instead, she grabbed his hands and pulled them away from her as she clamped her lips over his rod. “Oh, God, baby,” he breathed as he realized what she was doing for him. She gave him an encouraging moan and he plummeted off the edge he’d been riding, pumping into her mouth. She slowly swallowed in pulses to match his own and finished by licking the head clean.

“I got it all,” she replied.

He growled appreciatively and pulled her up into his lap, kissing her full on the mouth. “Amazing. God that was amazing, Hayley.”

She rested her head on his shoulder. “So the pillows?”

“I was totally oblivious to the functionality of the pillows. I very, very humbly apologize. I will never underestimate the thoughtfulness of your gifts again. Please give me more blowjobs.”

She laughed and poked him in the ribs. “Well, I’m glad to hear you say that. Not the blowjob thing. Well, okay, yes, I’ll give you more blowjobs but-”