What She Wants (12 page)

“
I don’t know. Can I have a night to sleep on it?” She took his hand, and he pulled her up into his arms.

“
We slept all day. I wasn’t planning to sleep tonight.” He kissed her, letting his lips trail down her neck.

Kelsie
’s insides tightened, her pussy clenching and creaming. She couldn’t believe it, but she wanted him again. “I hope you have more condoms.”

“
Actually, I’m incredibly prepared. I brought a whole box.”

That
’s strange
, she thought. Earlier, he had trouble finding one. What if it wasn’t
his
backpack? She shook her head to clear the inane thought. It was time to put what her mother said out of her mind. “Grab one…or two,” she told him, breathing heavily. “I want you.”

Tom pressed his mouth against hers and swept her away with one heady kiss. Scooping her into his arms, he went to the bed and set her down gently. Swiftly removing her shirt, his mouth targeted her breasts as he fumbled with the bra hooks.

His warm mouth on her tender nipple was enough to push Kelsie into a state of delirium. She rushed to remove the rest of her clothing, desiring more skin-to-skin contact with him.

He quickly undressed and tossed a couple condoms on the nightstand. She smiled as he spread her legs and kissed up her inner thigh. His mouth settled on her wet pussy lips, doing the dance he
’d already perfected. Nipping, flicking, and luscious licking had her squirming beneath him in no time. His tongue was driving her to a delicious orgasm.

Two fingers pumped in and out of her pussy, and another two reamed her ass. Those sensations alone were exquisite, but his tongue flicking across her clit sent her over the edge. Clasping the sheet underneath her, she twisted and gyrated as incredible shockwaves soared through her. Each orgasm with him was an incredible, wondrous thing.

His elbows spread her thighs so she couldn’t push him away, and he drove into her relentlessly until she couldn’t take anymore. “Please,” she panted, and he chuckled.

His fingers slipped out, and he wiped his face with the back of his hand.
“Damn, you’re gorgeous. I love the look on your face when you come.”

“
Why, thank you,” she batted her eyes. “How about I return the favor?” Pressing her hands against his chest, she rolled him over and he flopped on the bed. Kelsie crawled between his legs, squeezing and massaging his calves and thighs on her way up.

His cock swelled full and large, vacillating each time he shifted. She clasped his girth with one hand, cupping his balls with the other. A gentle tug on the shaft, an up and do
wn pull, made a drop of pre-cum appear on the tip. She sighed with pleasure and flicked the creamy drop off with her tongue.

Tom groaned and thrust his hips up to meet her mouth. She devoured his length and nuzzled her nose in the soft hair at the base. She sucked and licked him from base to tip, then swallowed, until his length hit the back of her throat. He reached for her arms and dragged her body up on his.
“I can’t take much more of that. Your mouth feels incredible.”

“
So? Why stop?” She grinned at him. “I swallow.”

He captured her mouth with his and forced his tongue inside.
“Slut,” he murmured as he pulled back.

“
You know you love it,” Kelsie countered, and he laughed.

“
Ride me,” Tom suggested. “Fuck me hard, and make me come.”

She reached for a condom and ripped the packet open hastily. Her pussy throbbed as she rolled the latex over his unbridled cock. Straddling him, she impaled herself on the thick staff and groaned.

“Oh yeah,” he grabbed her hips. “That’s perfect. Ride me, baby. Do it.”

She bounced up and down on his cock, her pussy milking him each time she squeezed her muscles together. Her clit rubbed deliciously against his coarse public hair, and she was close to another delightful climax.

Tom sat up, grabbing handfuls of her fleshy breasts and squeezing. “Your tits look hot, bouncing in the air like that. Sometime, I want to come on your tits.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close.
“Not this time,” Kelsie panted. “Don’t you dare go anywhere. Come inside me. I’m so close.”

“
Fuck, yeah,” he grunted, and buried his face in her neck.

Kelsie clung to him and opened her eyes. Her arms cradled his neck tightly, and she glimpsed at his bare back. It was covered with tattoos, from his neck to the crack of his ass.
“Son of a bitch,” she muttered, before he bit her neck and they both exploded.

Chapter Five

Even as her mind raced, her body betrayed her. Shudders and vibrations from her orgasm blasted from one nerve ending to another. Kelsie bit her lip and tried not to cry. Tom was wrapped around her,
inside her
, breathing heavily and recovering from his own climax.
He spewed his seed into her again
. For a moment she thought she might throw up. Thank god she’d insisted on condoms. He could have any number of diseases.

“
Oh lord,” he moaned, pulled back from her. “I can’t believe it gets better every time. You’re one amazing woman, Kels.”

“
Thanks.” She struggled to get off him. She didn’t want him call her that, and she didn’t want to be attached to him intimately. “I need to move.”

He held the top of the rubber as she jerked away, and then he climbed off the bed.
“Be right back.” Casting a smile in her direction, he sauntered to the bathroom.

Kelsie looked around wildly for a weapon. Her suitcase, her backpack, even Tom
’s—
or whoever’s
—backpack, contained nothing of any use.
Of course they wouldn’t,
she thought with desperation. They were flying, and no sharp instruments were allowed in carry-on luggage.

She punched the remote control of the TV on, and flipped until she found the news. The president was speaking somewhere, it was nothing local. She pounded the buttons futilely, needing validation that her suspicions were correct.

Tom came out of the bathroom and she grabbed an ink pen from the nightstand. Holding it up, point aimed at him, she spouted, “Stay right there!”

He looked at her, amused.
“What are you going to do, tattoo me? I’ve got plenty, did you see?” Turning so she could see his back, he chuckled, and faced her again. “When I left home I sort of went crazy. Too much freedom, I guess. My mom nearly killed me.”

“
Quit lying!” She held the pen firmly and backed away from him. “I know the truth, Thomas Rothschild.”

He blinked.
“Excuse me?”

“
It was you. The escaped convict from the accident. You made it to the airport, stole someone’s bag and ticket—”

“
What the fuck are you talking about?” The smile disappeared from his face. “I told you who I am. You saw me with my friends.”

“
No.” She shook her head, remembering. “I never saw you talking to them. You called one guy by name, but that’s because he’d just introduced himself to me. But I never saw you interact with any of them.”

He stared for another moment and then laughed.
“You’re nuttier than a fruitcake, Kels. Damn, there always has to be something. A beautiful looking woman, terrific in bed, but a damned looney toon. I should have known you were too good to be true.”

“
You’re the one who was too good to be true. Staying with me like you did. I should have known you had an ulterior motive.”

“
Yeah, I did. Sex. But I was upfront about it. And if I recall, you didn’t push me away. You wanted it as much as I did.” He took a step toward her and she waved the pen at him. “What are you going to do, Kels, really? Write on me?”

“
I could shove this into your jugular vein.” She waved the pen at him, and glanced briefly at his flaccid cock. “Or maybe someplace lower…”

“
Ouch,” he winced. “You got me, there. I’ll stay put. So tell me why you think I’m the escaped convict the police are looking for.”

“
Your name, for one thing,” she answered defiantly. “Thomas.”

He smiled and shrugged.
“I doubt I’m the only guy named Thomas in Denver.”

“
You couldn’t even remember your last name. It was almost like you made it up.
Smith
. How original.”

“
Blame my old man for that one, although he didn’t choose it. The name they did choose wasn’t too creative. My brother got a little luckier, his name is Nathanial. But we’re all just Smith.”

“
Why did you hesitate when you said it that first time?”

He smiled sadly.
“Maybe I wasn’t sure I wanted to tell you my whole name. Strange girl I’d just met, and all that.”

“
You were totally nervous at the airport!” She insisted. “Admit it. You kept looking around, watching for someone—like the police, maybe?”

“
Like my old girlfriend, maybe? She was there, in that group of about ten women from KU. Did you see them?”

Kelsie shook her head slowly.

“I was trying to dodge her. We’ve been broken up for a month or more, but she’s hounding me to get back together. She even arranged for her group to go to Padre over spring break like me and my friends. I had no idea they were flying out of the same airport, though. The first time I saw her, I about lost it.”

Her eyes narrowed.
“If you’re coming from Lawrence, why didn’t you fly out of Kansas City? It makes no sense to fly out of Denver.”

“
We started in Kansas City, remember? As for why we had to travel through Denver, ask Jeff, the dumbass who made our travel arrangements. We each saved about a hundred bucks by taking this flight. I didn’t think it was worth it, but everyone else did. If we had flown nonstop like I wanted, I’d be in Padre already. Damn, that sounds appealing, right about now.”

“
You said it had been a long time since you had sex.”

“
I told you, Donna and I broke up over a month ago. That’s a damn long time in my book.”

She faltered, letting down her guard, long enough for him to grab her wrist and force the pen from her hand. Kicking and swinging, she tried to fend him off, but he had the size advantage. He easily overpowered her. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he sat on the bed and brought her down on his lap.
“Stop fighting me,” he said in her ear, but she continued to struggle.

Tom held her firmly, until her strength was gone. She collapsed back against him, and he chuckled.
“So what crime did I supposedly commit, that’s got you so up in arms?”

“
Rape and murder,” she whispered.

“
Rape and murder?” He laughed out loud. “You give me way more credit than I deserve, Kels. I hate to admit it, but I had trouble killing the frog in biology class. And I haven’t had to resort to rape, yet. Most women seem to like me.”

“
You pulled my hair,” she replied petulantly.

“
I know I did, and I’m sorry.” He spoke softly against her ear. “I was excited, and out of control. I’ve never felt the way you make me feel, Kelsie. You do something to me I can’t explain. I’ve heard people say they wanted to drown in someone else’s eyes, but I’d never felt it, until I met you. I want to drown in
you
. But that’s just me. I’m sorry as hell you don’t feel the same way.”

She bit her lip. Confusion surrounded her, and she didn
’t know what to believe anymore. His words were smooth as honey, but she knew the most vicious serial killers had been charming and handsome, and smooth talkers.

“
Hey, look.” He nodded toward the TV, and leaned them forward so he could punch up the volume on the set.

The mug shot of a dark haired man was on screen, with the caption,
‘Escaped convict recaptured at Denver International Airport’. He was thin with short dark hair, but he bore no resemblance to Tom. He looked fierce and mean. She stared at Tom and gasped.

The TV announcer reported,
“Just as the airport is preparing to reopen, the manhunt is over for convicted murdered Thomas Rothschild. Rothschild was apprehended earlier tonight when a security guard found him loitering in a men’s room at the crowded airport.”

Tears flooded Kelsie
’s face and she murmured, “Oh my god! I’m so sorry!”

“
Shhh,” he pressed his mouth to her cheek, wiping away the tears as they fell. “It’s okay.”

“
No, it’s not okay! I accused you of something horrible! I actually believed—”

“
Yeah, that part is a little scary. After all the time we’ve spent together, that you could actually believe I’m a rapist and murderer. I feel like I know you, Kelsie. But I don’t think you know me at all.”