Return to sender, p.9
Return to Sender, page 9
“Oops, I forgot I was dirty.” He chuckled and pulled his shirt off.
I swallowed hard at the sight of his bare chest. Man, he was hot. How was a girl supposed to concentrate and keep her cool when presented with a specimen like this?
“Too dirty for you to do the dirty with me?” He grinned.
“You’re assuming that I’m going to sleep with you at all.”
“I think you want me as well.” His fingers brushed against my hardening nipple.
I frowned and tried to get the conversation back on track. “What are you doing back already? I thought you were going to be hours. I’ve barely been back twenty minutes, and I told Lucy I’d hang out with her.”
“Well, text her and tell her to wait.”
“You didn’t answer my question. How come you’re back already?”
“I didn’t want you to leave.” He tugged on my shirt and I raised my hands so he could pull it off. “I didn’t want you to be stubborn and try and teach me a lesson just because I wanted to go hunting.”
I gasped as his fingers pulled the front of my bra down and my breast escaped from its cover. “It’s not about you going hunting. It’s about you—” I moaned as his lips fell to my nipple and he sucked. “Wade …” I moaned. “We can’t do this right now. I have to meet up with Lucy.” I tugged on his unkempt hair, which caused him to suckle on my nipple even harder. Intense pleasure coursing through me. “Wade …”
His hand moved between my legs and he rubbed me lightly. “Tell me you don’t want me.”
“I don’t!” I ground out.
“Okay, then.” He stepped back and let me go completely. “Do you want to shower first or should I?”
“Huh?” I felt slightly dazed.
“Or we could shower together.” His fingers brushed against my trembling lips and then he grabbed my hand and brought my index finger to his mouth. He licked the tip of my finger and sucked on it lightly. Heat pooled between my legs. “But that’s only if you want me to make you feel good.”
“I don’t need you to make myself feel good,” I mumbled.
“Oh, yeah?” He pulled me towards him so that I could feel his very hard erection against my stomach. “Who else has been making you feel good?”
“I don’t need any—”
“Was it Gordon?”
“No, it wasn’t Gordon,” I snapped, annoyed. “I can make myself feel good, by the way. I don’t need you or any other man.”
“I know you can make yourself feel good by yourself, but can you do it without images of me in your head?”
Images of our naked bodies pressed together suddenly filled my head. “Yes.”
“Liar.” He laughed as he kissed the side of my neck. “I bet when you last played with yourself you were thinking of me. I bet you were imagining my thick fingers on you, in you, touching you, wanting you. I bet you were thinking of my cock inside of you, making you come. I can feel you trembling right now just thinking about it.”
“Do you only think about sex?”
“No, but when I’m with you, I can’t help it.” He unclasped my bra and let it fall to the ground. My breasts pressed against his chest while his warm hands ran up and down my back, massaging the knots of tension out of my muscles. I traced a line of dirt along his collarbone with my finger, marveling at how this new, primal side of Wade only made him more attractive.
The door suddenly opened. “Savannah, did you call me? I heard—oh!” Lucy stopped short in the doorway, her eyes wide as she took in the scene in front of her.
Heat rushed to my face and I instinctively crossed my arms over my bare chest. At least Wade and I weren’t completely naked.
“I can come back.” Lucy gave me a knowing smile. “Or rather, I can go into the kitchen and cook something and hang out until you’re ready.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” Wade answered her, a wicked light in his eyes as he looked down at me. “And take the mutt with you. I don’t know if Savannah wants her innocent little baby witnessing what we’re about to do.”
“Wade!” I glared at him, sure that my face was deep red now.
He laughed. “What?”
Lucy whistled and Jolene jumped off the bed to follow her out of the room.
“Was I lying or was I lying?” Wade asked as Lucy quietly shut the door behind her.
“That just seems so inappropriate!” I glared at him.
“As inappropriate as this?” He fell to his knees and reached up to pull my leggings and panties down.
He was now face to face with my pussy. I bit my lip. “Wade …”
“I’m hungry,” he whispered, then he stood up and lifted me onto the bed where he pulled my clothes off completely. I was now naked except for a pair of wooly socks.
“Savannah, you smell good enough to eat,” Wade growled as he nudged my legs open. I leaned my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. Who was I kidding? I wanted this as badly as he did and I was too weak with lust to deny it. I cried out as his tongue licked the tip of my clit. The dart of pleasure coursing through my system was so intense that my entire body shook as if we were in an earthquake.
“You taste like home,” he whispered as he took my throbbing bud into his mouth and sucked. I gripped the sheets and I tried to muffle my cries as he licked and teased me. When his tongue entered me, I could no longer hold back.
“Oh yes, Wade, don’t stop!” I screamed, pushing his head into me. The feeling was so great, so amazing, that I had no shame. He must have liked how wild I was being because his tongue started moving faster. I could feel that I was close to an orgasm. He just needed to keep going. I was so close, so close. And then he pulled his tongue out and kissed back up my belly to my face.
“Why did you stop?” I moaned as he looked into my eyes with a teasing grin. “I was so close.”
“You didn’t deserve to come yet.”
“Excuse me? What does that mean?”
“It means I didn’t want you to come just yet.”
“Oh, yeah?” I reached my hand down to my clit and rubbed myself. I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth, but Wade grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head.
“I think not, Savannah.” He laughed and jumped off of his bed. He then opened the drawer I’d seen earlier with the sex toys and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
“What are you doing?” I gasped as he clipped one end around one of my wrists.
“I can’t trust you. You’re being a naughty girl. Naughty girls get punished.”
“What the …?” I groaned as he handcuffed my wrists together. “Wade, come on!”
“What?” He laughed as he kissed my left breast. “Don’t worry, you’ll come, just not quite yet.”
“Wade!” I gritted my teeth and watched as he pulled his pants off. Even all dirty and sweaty, he was beautiful. “I want to touch you.”
“You want to touch me or touch yourself?” he whispered against my ear as his cock twitched next to my thigh.
“I want to touch you,” I whined as he kissed down the side of my neck, his fingers trailing over my breasts and to my belly. “Please.”
“I’m going to fuck you slowly, Savannah. I’m going to need a lot more than a lightly whispered please.” He licked the inside of my belly button. “I’m going to need you screaming out my name, begging me to make you come.” He moved on top of me, kissing my lips again as he stared into my eyes. “And then I’m going to let you come.” He groaned as the tip of his cock rubbed up against my wetness. “You’re so turned on, aren’t you? You want me so badly.”
I closed my eyes. “No.”
“Liar.” He laughed as he rolled off of me and got off of the bed.
My eyes flew open. “Where are you going?”
“Rubbers.” He laughed. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m going to let you come soon. Next time you get greedy, you might have to wait a little longer.”
“What does that mean?”
He ripped open a condom wrapper and slipped it onto his hardness. “It means that I have a lot of things to teach you.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” He crawled onto the bed and ran the palm of his hands across my nipples. “Like who owns this body.” His fingers slipped in between my legs again and rubbed.
I rolled my eyes at him. “I own my body, asshole, and if you think otherwise, you’re in for a huge letdown.”
I might want him more than I’d wanted anything else in my life, but I wasn’t going to let him think he could just dominate me that completely. He could pleasure me, but he was never going to own me.
“Okay, you own your body.” There was a light of respect in his eyes. “I forgot you’re a modern girl.”
“What does that mean?”
“I just meant that you are more sensitive to terminology.”
“Uhm, what?” My voice rose and I started to feel heated. “What are you trying to say?”
“Let me take a step back.” He grimaced. “That came out wrong. Your body is your own, and I’m happy—whenever you allow me—to pleasure you with mine.”
“Uh huh, likely story.”
“Have I totally ruined the mood?” He kissed me lightly on the lips and I did my best not to kiss him back. “Savannah, what if I promise to make you come harder than you’ve ever come before?”
“Are you going to take my handcuffs off?”
“Do you want me to take your handcuffs off?” He reached up and grabbed my wrists. “I’ll do whatever you’re comfortable with. I didn’t mean to push anything on you. I forgot you’re inexperienced.”
“I don’t need you to take them off,” I grumbled because the truth was that there was something sexy about him being in control. “I just don’t want you to think that you can do whatever you want with me.”
“You don’t think I can do whatever I want with you?” He laughed as he surveyed my face. “Not only can I do whatever I want with you, Savannah, I can also have you begging for it.”
“You’re so full of yourself.” I tried to sound aloof but I trembled as his fingers ran over my skin. I wanted to tell him to just leave me alone, but I knew my body would hate me if I did that. I wanted him too badly. As it was, I was barely able to concentrate on what we were saying. All I wanted was to feel him on top of me … inside of me.
“Tell me what you want, Savannah, and you can have it.”
“I want you, Wade. I need you.” I moaned the admission and his eyes blazed with desire. Suddenly his lips and hands were everywhere, touching everything, kissing every sensitive spot, and making me want to crumble.
“Girl, have you missed my good loving?” He chuckled.
“Shut up, Wade,” I whispered then his lips crashed down on mine. He entered me, and my entire body shifted against his in ecstasy.
He moved slowly at first, as if trying not to hurt me. But I tightened my legs and bit down on his lip to get him to move faster and he seemed to understand. He thrust into me faster and harder, and I cried out as my orgasm built up with an intensity I’d never imagined was possible. It was as if he’d taken me to the top of a mountain to hang glide and we were getting ready to jump. I needed to jump. I needed to feel the wind beneath my wings. I needed to fly. If he denied me for one more second, I thought I might combust. I needed him to take me home. I needed him to make me fly.
Wade seemed to know he couldn’t tease me any longer. He moved inside of me as if he were putting pieces into a puzzle. The tip of his cock hit the right spot every single time and when his fingers reached down to gently rub my clit at the same time, that was all I needed to finally explode.
“Don’t stop!” I gasped, writhing underneath him. He increased his pace and I felt my body shuddering underneath him as he also came inside of me. He grunted as he fucked me hard for a few seconds and then collapsed on top of me. He reached up to take my handcuffs off and then held me to him for a few seconds, his cock still inside of me. Eventually, he pulled out of me and slipped the filled condom off before settling back next to me.
He kissed the side of my face and grinned. “I think I should shower now. I’m what you would call a dirty boy.”
“Yes, you are.” I stifled a yawn as I ran my fingers down his chest. “In more ways than one.”
“Well, I could be a clean boy if you want me to be. I’d love you to make me a clean boy.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “Do you want me to make you go to church?”
“Go to church?”
“So you can become a priest. Then you would be really clean.”
“Are you telling me you have a fantasy of being with a priest?” He winked at me as I rolled my eyes. “Well, I don’t mind role play. I can be your forbidden priest one night, and you can be my naughty nurse another night.”
“No, I do not have a fantasy of being with a priest.” I rolled my eyes at him. “That’s sick and maybe even blasphemous.”
“Oh no, don’t tell me. You’re a naughty Catholic schoolgirl with the requisite guilt that goes along with that.”
“Three things: I’m not naughty, I’m not Catholic, I’m not a schoolgirl, and I have no guilt about anything.”
“Well, that was four things. But I’m glad to hear that you’re not feeling guilty as I’d very much like to do you again after we shower.”
“After we shower?” I raised my eyebrows at him and laughed. “That’s assuming a lot, isn’t it?”
“Not really.” He tilted his face to the head and grinned. “I’m thinking that your duties for the evening are to clean me.”
“My duties for the evening? What duties?”
“Did you forget that you work for me?” He raised a single eyebrow. “And did you forget that your contract states that you can be called upon to work both day and night?”
“My contract doesn’t state that I’ll be wiping your butt.” I rolled my eyes. “No way in hell you can say that my work duties include bathing you.”
“I’m eccentric, what can I say? You didn’t think you were making hundreds of thousands of dollars to make coffee and swim in my pool, did you?”
“Are you frigging kidding me, right now?” I glared at him.
“Well, I want you in the shower one way or the other, and I quite fancy a massage as well.” He laughed. “Oh yeah, this could turn out to be an even better night than I had planned.”
“Are you frigging kidding me?” I pulled the sheet up over me. “I should pack my stuff and leave right now.”
“Are you going to?” He tugged the sheet back down. “Are you saying you find it so distasteful to touch me that you’d rather quit?”
“You really think you’re the boss of me, don’t you?”
“Did you hear what you just said, Savannah?” He burst out laughing. “I am quite literally the boss of you, so yes, I do think that.”
“Grr!” I jumped up off of the bed. “Come on, then. And don’t be shocked if skin comes off when I scrub you down. I’m not known for being gentle.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to be gentle. I wouldn’t expect it at all.” He stared at my naked body and grinned. “In fact, I quite like the idea of you being rough.”
“Hmm, you would.” I shook my head so that my hair cascaded down my back and walked towards the bathroom. “Hurry up if you want me to wash you. I’m not going to allow this to take all night. I still have to talk to Lucy later.”
“Do you really think Lucy expects you to come out after a session of lovemaking?” He waggled his eyebrows at me. “But then again, maybe you want to boast about my prowess to her and how good I make you feel.”
“You’re just insufferable, Wade Hart.” I rolled my eyes again, even though a part of me wanted to laugh. I’d never met a man as infuriating as Wade before, and while his arrogance annoyed me, I couldn’t help being amused by him as well.
“I’m insufferable, but I’m the best lover you ever had.”
“Well, that’s because you’re the only lover I’ve ever had.” I walked into the bathroom and over to the tub and turned the hot water on. “Do you have any essential oils?”
“Any what?” He looked confused.
“You know, peppermint, eucalyptus, lemon balm …?”
“No idea what you’re talking about, so no.”
“What about Epsom salts?” I tried to ignore the fact that we were both naked and he was looking at me as if he were still hungry.
“I have salt in the kitchen.”
“Not table salt.” I took a deep breath. “What about bath bombs?”
“Bombs?” He frowned. “Has all my good loving caused you to lose your mind?”
“Bath bombs, they release salts and oils into the bath to make it more relaxing. Some of them also make it foamy, but I usually add bubble bath if I want bubbles. But you have a spa tub so maybe it’s a good idea not to add any bubble bath if we’re going to run the jets. We could have bubbles up to the ceiling.” I giggled at the expression on his face. “You have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?”
“No.” He reached his fingers into my hair and leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. “I have absolutely no idea.”
“Is there anything going on, Wade?” I whispered, taking advantage of this moment of closeness between us. “Is there anything I should know about? Anything you’re worried about?”
He stared at me for a few seconds, barely blinking and then he just shook his head, his dazzling eyes going slightly vacant. “Nope, there’s nothing you need to know, Savannah. Nothing at all.”
Chapter 14
“You look like you’re thinking about something real hard.” Lucy joined me out by the pool about an hour later and sat on one of the recliners next to me. “You okay?”
“Do you think I’m a fool, Lucy?” I sighed as I lay back. “Actually, maybe don’t answer that.”
“Why would I think you’re a fool?” Lucy frowned.
“Because we just found Wade hiding out in the damn forest, and as soon as he gets back to the house, I’m in his bed, with no answers, but a whole lot of loving.”
