Steel Justice (A Romantic Suspense) (42 page)
Flint leaned in close to breathe in her heady scent and caress the calf of her leg. To think he had almost walked away from this. What a fool he would have been. He slid his hand up the thigh, closer to the juncture between her legs. Moving his hand from her inner thigh, he pushed a finger into her waiting slit.
“Flint!” Kendra said, reaching down with both hands to grab his shoulders. She feverishly ran her hands down his arms and back up.
“You’re dripping wet,” he said. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
Flint put a hand on both of her knees, forcing her legs apart even wider. He lowered his head and sucked on her juicy pussy lips then wrapped Kendra’s legs around his shoulders so he could drive deeper into her with his tongue.
He licked and licked, feeling like he could never get enough of her to satisfy him. Her hot cunt tasted even better than he’d remembered. Spurred on by her writhing and her tight grip on his hair, he buried his tongue into her slit as deep as it could go.
Flint wanted to drive her wild, to have her grinding her hips uncontrollably into his face. He didn’t ever want her to doubt how she drove him mad with desire and how insatiable he would always be for her. And only her.
He looked up to see her watching him, her lips parted and her brown eyes almost glazed black with lust. “Touch your tits for me,” he said huskily. “Squeeze your fat nipples.”
Kendra touched her breasts hesitantly at first then cupped and pinched her tits while he watched from between her legs. Her inhibitions lost, she did as he asked, eager to please him any way he wanted. She rubbed her breasts and squeezed the round tits together, twisting and pulling the hard nubs as he tongued her deeper.
Flint bit back a groan as he dug his face closer into her pussy. He spread his mouth wider, letting his tongue sweep from her clit to the sensitive nerve endings of her ass. She bucked hard into his face and he grabbed her thighs, pinning her down. He held her tightly and forced her to succumb to his oral assault. She whimpered with her hips undulating underneath his hands and tongue.
He couldn’t get enough of her taste. It was intoxicating and overwhelmed his senses, the way her sweet juices spilled onto his tongue. His head roared with desire.
“Open more for me,” he whispered hoarsely. “You’re wet and so fucking sexy.”
She spread even wider for him and grew more vocal, moaning his name and driving him close to madness.
As always, sex with Kendra was wicked and hot.
Flint sucked on her clit, sending her into a quivering frenzy. He continued building up the pressure by flicking his tongue faster around her hooded button. She bit hard on her bottom lip, so close to orgasm. She closed her eyes and gasped as Flint lapped at her cunt, her fingers pulling hard on his hair as she ground herself into his face, coming in waves of contractions.
Fuck! How he loved her.
He didn’t move from her inner thighs until he felt the last tremor of her climax had finally passed. Quickly stripping off all his clothes, he threw them into a pile on the floor and moved back between her legs.
“If I don’t fuck you now, I’m going to explode,” he said. He placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her pussy and thrust in deep and hard. “It’s a good thing we have all night because there are so many things I want to do to you...”
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“K
endra! Wake up! Hurry!” Flint grabbed her shoulder and shook her gently awake.
Kendra rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. “What is it? Is it the Liberators?” She looked at the clock. It wasn’t even six a.m. yet. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” Flint replied. He grabbed her t-shirt from the floor where she’d tossed it the night before. “Put this on. I want to show you something, but hurry so we don’t miss it.”
She tugged the t-shirt over her head and stood up. Flint grabbed the quilt from the bed and pressed it around her. “I’ll wrap you up in this so you don’t get cold. Come outside on the deck.”
Kendra followed sleepily behind him, dragging half the quilt on the floor behind her. They stepped out on the tiny wooden deck that looked over the valley below them. The sun was barely coming up over the mountain ridge.
Flint tugged the quilt tighter around her and snuggled her against him. “Shh...be quiet and you’ll hear it.”
She leaned back against him, happy to be enjoying the early morning air but not quite understanding exactly what he thought was exciting enough to drag her half-naked body out of bed before daylight. After a minute of standing there barefoot in the cold and not hearing anything, she turned to go back inside.
“How about a hot cup of coffee?” she suggested.
“Wait!” He tugged her arm and turned her back around. “There! See? There’s two of them circling the tallest tree on the ridge.”
“What are you talking about?” she asked.
Suddenly, the loud and unmistakable scream of an eagle pierced the silence, followed by the sound of his mate.
“Oh my God! It’s a pair of eagles!” Kendra jerked the quilt loose and ran to the railing where she could see them better. “There hasn’t been an eagle spotted in the county in several years. I can’t believe this! Isn’t that a big nest over there on the top of that tree?”
Flint squinted and looked to where she pointed. “It must be. At first I thought they were only a couple of big hawks. When they kept circling closer and closer, I was finally able to see they were eagles.”
Kendra stood there, grinning from ear to ear. “Thank you for waking me up,” she said, going back to Flint and snuggling up to his warmth. He threw the quilt around her shoulders again and held her close.
“Stay snuggled up close to my body,” he said. “I don’t want you to catch a cold. I knew you wouldn’t want to miss seeing them. Even if it meant dragging you out of bed.”
“You can drag my butt out of bed any time to see an eagle in my backyard.”
They stood there in silence, watching as the eagles circled and swooped over the valley. “Look at them fly,” Kendra said. “They look so free, with not a care in the world. Soaring above the mountains, loving life, building a nest for their babies.”
Flint rested his chin on the top of her head. “Hopefully, one of these days very soon we’ll feel like that, too. Without a care in the world.”
“You mean free?” she asked, pulling back to look up at his face.
He grinned. That sexy, devilish smile that made her heart skip a beat every time he turned it on her.
“I believe the word I’m searching for is ‘Liberated’.”
Kendra nodded in understanding and smiled. “Yes.”
Liberated.
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