Conflicting Interests (20 page)

“Why?”

“I want to talk to Seth about us. Not about your case. He
already suspects enough to worry himself and he doesn’t need the details but I
want him to know we’re seeing each other. I don’t want to waste time making you
part of my life. At the same time, you’re right that Seth needs time to adjust
to that. For your safety, I may want you here but for our relationship I do
want Seth to have time and you for that matter. A life with me means a life
with a teenage boy too—not that he’s not a great kid but you already know
that.”

She did know that. She nodded slowly. Her reaction might
have been calm but her heart was pounding. Going to San Francisco meant dealing
with his mom, dad, sister, son and nephew all at once and springing the news on
every single last one of them that they were dating too. That was enough to
terrify anyone. Couple that with the fact it had been years since she’d had to
do the family thing and she was freaking the fuck out. But she nodded. For him,
she’d suck it up.

“Thank you.” His expression finally softened and his
incredible, delicious lips finally pulled up seductively. His fingers reached
for the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. He kneaded her
breasts through her bra as he held her eyes and she gasped at the harshness of
his touch. The pressure was demanding as he groped but it was possessive and
she wanted him to possess her. She reached back and unclasped her bra and when
it slipped down her arms, he released his grip and let his eyes take in her
breasts.

He reached out to her nipples as he sank back to the pillows
that were propped up behind him. He pinched her nipples and pulled them away
from her body. She whimpered at the intense and sudden pain as his lips parted
and he studied what he was doing to her. He held his grip as she panted.

His pinch was varying in pressure and the moment she thought
the pain was too intense, he’d release the pressure just enough that she’d
groan in relief. Then the tightening would start all over again. It was
intense, about as intense as the searing expression in his eyes.

But it ended swiftly when he sat up suddenly, lifting and
rolling their bodies until he was pinning her down on the bed. His mouth
immediately attacked one nipple soothing the raw and throbbing flesh before he
moved to the other. He licked, sucked and hummed against her skin. He left her
breasts sore, abused and tingling in lustful desire for more of his touch.

He reached for the waist of her pants, undoing the button
and lowering the zipper. His fingers slipped beneath the waist of her jeans and
underwear and tugged down as she lifted her hips. His mouth stayed latched to
her breast and she was moaning by the time he managed to pull her pants down to
her hips.

He left them there, pulling back from her body and letting
his gaze travel from her eyes lower to her chest and then down to her groin.
She was wet, she was needy and she felt sure her blood had been replaced with
fire. It was coursing through her body in a prickling warmth that left her skin
feeling flushed.

His eyes stayed glued to her exposed vagina and though her
legs were held tightly closed by her jeans that were just barely down to her
hips, he still seemed to be enjoying the sight of her. He reached to her sex
lips, parting them and exposing her tight and swollen clit to the cool air.

If she thought her skin was prickling before, it was damn near
vibrating now and it was sending all the warmth straight to her exposed clit.
He leaned down and she lifted her head to watch as he let just the tip of his tongue
reach out and torment the peaked nub. She couldn’t help the curse that escaped
her lips then and he chuckled before blowing a puff of air directly on her
clit. She cried out and swore again.

“Now is that any way for a junior high teacher to speak?”

“I thought you said you weren’t going to make me beg?”

“I’m not making you beg but you’re more than welcome to if
you’d like. It won’t get you where you want to be any faster though. I’m in no
hurry tonight.” His voice was controlled and deep. The kind of deep that reeked
of testosterone and lust.

He leaned down again, once more licking with the lightest touch
with only the tip of his tongue. She felt like screaming at the sensation. It
wasn’t enough and he knew it but he licked, slowly tracing around the swollen
peak of her clit and finally pushing up to hit the center at that one most
perfect spot that shot spasms of pleasure out through her body. But it still
wasn’t enough.

When he leaned back from her body again he smiled. It was
more a taunting smirk than a smile, and she trembled. She couldn’t help but
think this was payback for not getting his way.

“Lift your legs.” He watched her, waiting for her to comply.
It was obvious he was done toying with her clit and she finally gave up hoping
for more of that and did as he asked. The smile he gave her was subtle. “Thank
you.” This was definitely payback.

She pulled her legs up letting her knees bend and resting
the tops of her thighs to her stomach. Her vagina and bottom were exposed to
him and his gaze started roving over her as she shook. It wasn’t as though she
were frightened of him but he could see every inch of her in glaring detail.

He reached out and let his finger trail between the lips of
her sex. She was slick and she could feel the ease at which his finger glided
through her moisture. Her legs were tight together but the wetness allowed his
finger to slip between her lips easily. He massaged back and forth with his
middle finger before pushing it past her lips and into her pussy. She whimpered
and he held her eyes as he thrust gently in and out.

When he pushed a second finger in with the first she groaned
and he kept watching her face. He was refusing to look away from her eyes in
fact and as intimidating as it was in her current rather exposed position, it
was also an incredible turn-on.

“You like this, don’t you?”

She could barely breathe let alone answer but when he pulled
his fingers from her body, waiting for her to respond, she managed to speak.
“Yes.”

“And you wouldn’t want me to stop now would you?” He pushed
his fingers back in slowly as his words toyed with her.

“No.” Her voice managed to lurch even midway through her
single syllable response.

“Are we going to start getting along better?” He slipped a
third finger in and her stomach muscles started quivering. She nodded as her
breathing started to stutter and gasp. “Please answer me. I so enjoy hearing
your voice when you’re being agreeable.”

“Yes.”

“That’s what I thought. Now how about a peace offering?” She
wasn’t at all sure what that entailed but at this point she was pretty much on
board with whatever he wanted.

“Okay.” He pulled his fingers from her pussy and quickly
finished pulling her pants off her legs. When he pushed her knees apart, she
just watched and when he lay down between her legs, she sighed. She was so
ready for this.

“Now spread your lips for me—just like you do when we make
love.” She reached down, parting her sex with her index finger and middle
finger and he studied her.

If she thought she was exposed before, this was just plain
gynecological, but he smiled at the view. He leaned to her, kissing one finger
before running his tongue up and over to the other finger. He sucked her middle
finger into his mouth, letting his warm tongue massage the length of it.

He released her middle finger, pulling the other into his
mouth as well and before long, he had both of her fingers in his mouth and he
was sucking and stroking with his tongue. The sight of him sucking on her
fingers as he laid between her legs about undid her and she swallowed over a
lump in her throat as he released her and she parted her lips again.

He kissed her sex next, pulling her overly deprived clit
into his mouth and sucking hard on her sensitive swollen nub. She could feel
his top lip against the skin between her fingers and she could feel the corner
of his mouth brushing and working against the side of her fingers.

When he released her clit, he started licking. He lashed
over the peaked skin over and over before moving down to her entry and
thrusting inside. Her fingers were digging inside her open lips, as she came
close to losing her mind with every new touch. He was thrusting and tasting and
when he pulled back, his lips glistened. She could feel the wetness drip down
and trickle between the cheeks of her bottom.

The pad of his thumb gently spread and rubbed the moisture
into her anus. She clenched her bottom inadvertently until his eyes flashed to
hers and he shook his head. It was by sheer force of will that she relaxed to
his touch and she let him explore her but when it pushed through, there was no
control left and her muscles instantly seized.

“Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.” She was whimpering
as he shushed her and kept thrusting his thumb little by little into her
bottom. The sensation wasn’t pain—at least not once he’d passed through the
tight ring of muscles at her entry—but it was entirely new to her. He thrust,
pushing completely inside and she could feel him wiggling gently as he
continued to push in and retreat just slightly, over and over. The fingers of
his same hand were gripping the side of her bottom and she dropped her hand
down to clutch his. She held the top of his hand as his fingers dug into her
skin.

When he attacked her pussy again, she started writhing. He
was licking, sucking and tormenting her clit and she could feel the wetness
building and her fingers sliding through it with every movement of his tongue
or lips over her skin. His cheeks were brushing her fingers and his thumb
continued to pulse and thrust in and out of her bottom as she dug into the top
of his hand.

She was losing her mind and in one blinding second, her
nerves exploded and she came harder than she ever had before. He sucked on her
as her body pulsed and convulsed against his mouth. As her muscles finally started
to release and her body slowly came back under her control, he slipped his
thumb from her and he pulled his glistening lips away from her body.

She was gasping as he crawled from the bed and undressed.
She watched him pull his shirt off and drop his pants and underwear to the
floor. He was aroused and hard and the sight of his breadth and length was an
intimidating thing to behold. He crawled back onto the bed and lay down beside
her. Katrina rolled to him, propping herself up on her elbow to look at him.

He pulled her mouth to his and she tasted herself on his
still-glistening lips. He didn’t release her mouth until he’d pulled her body
on top of his to straddle his hips. Her wetness was coating the base of his
cock and she couldn’t seem to help but push down on him. He gripped her hips,
pulling her hard to his groin just as desperately as she wanted to seal herself
to him. He slid her body up the length of his erection and as the head teased
her opening, he released her hips.

“Go ahead.”

She rose to her knees and he grasped the base of his
erection, holding his cock erect from his body. She slid down over the head,
feeling him pass into her body. He stretched and pierced through her as she
sank lower onto him. Every inch she lowered her body tested her threshold that
much more and by the time she was sitting square on his lap she was whimpering.
She leaned down to his mouth, kissing him. He clutched her cheeks, holding her
mouth to his and she started rocking her hips against his. As she lifted her hips,
the deep pressure in her groin eased but the moment she felt the emptiness she
pushed back down along his length, impaling herself on him again. She cried out
as he hit her depths and he watched her.

When Dillon wrapped his arms around her, he pulled her chest
to his and rolled their bodies as he pushed deep into her. He pushed and rolled
his hips between her legs as she dug her fingers into his lower back and she
didn’t let go until he pulled his knees up under her thighs and sat upright,
lifting her to face him.

He was sitting on his heels with his knees slightly splayed
and she braced the balls of her feet against the soles of his. Every time he
rolled his hips it drove his cock straight to her core. She used his feet as
leverage as she grinded her hips against his, feeling him impaling her over and
over again.

“Let go and lean back.” He spoke in her ear. She’d been
clutching him tight to her and at the sound of his voice, she released her hold
and looked at him. He was still thrusting his hips into her and as she leaned
back, he held her lower back and eased her shoulders down to the bed as he
stayed upright. He held her, letting only her shoulders rest against the bed as
his hips rolled seductively between her legs.

“Rub your clit.” She focused on the sight of his clenching
stomach muscles as she reached between her legs and did as he asked. When she
glanced to his eyes, his gaze was glued to what her fingers were doing between
her legs and when he licked his lips and his brow flinched as his hips humped,
she fell apart and came as her muscles tensed and gripped around him.

His groan was deep as she tightened on his length and he
collapsed over her, pushing her hands above her head, pinning her to the bed as
he drove into her. He was jolting her body forward with each powerful drive and
when he came he buried his face against her neck as he held himself deep and
pulsed within her.

She listened to his breathing slow against her neck and she
kissed the side of his neck. “Was that a peace offering?”

He chuckled, sending a warm vibration from his mouth through
her skin. “No, sweetie. My finger up your ass was a peace offering. That was
just an incredibly good fuck.” And then he nipped her earlobe as he pulled from
her aching vagina. She hissed at the pain and he pulled her onto her side to
face him. “Why do I feel like I’m hurting you sometimes when we make love?”