When Sparks Fly (72 page)

After he made me completely lose my mind with his words and just the simple use of his very skilled hand, he carried me to the shower. After he turned on the shower to warm up the water, he turned to me and covered my injured arm with a plastic bag and hair ties so it wouldn’t get wet. Under the spraying water, I finally was able to see Tucker and all his manly glory. As we stood, under the spraying water, he allowed me to explore his body with not only my hands.

Tucker left the shower first, drying and then helping me step out. He very tenderly and carefully dried my body from head to toe. Teasing and tempting me with every draw of the towel, making me fully aroused before we even made it back to the bedroom. After my skin was dry, he wrapped the towel tightly around me before picking me up. He walked bare ass naked down the short hall to my room.

Tossing me playfully on the bed, “Now it is time for me to really show you what I can do.” He leaned over me and kissed my nose. He stood and walked to the door, shutting it behind him. I heard the click of the lock and his feet shuffling across the floor.

Instead of returning to the bed, I heard him mumble something as he entered my closet and then I heard the lock on the door click. I started to sit up on my elbows when I heard him open the door to my brother’s room. What in the hell was he doing, or getting, for that matter? I lay back on the bed, just shaking my head. Tucker Jackson was up to something.

“Finally.” I heard him say as he shut and locked the door behind him.

“Finally what?” I looked at the naked man walking towards me with a tie in his hands. “A tie?” I questioned. I knew what the tie could be used for but I wanted him to tell me.

“Yes, I want to have a little fun.”

“Really?” I watched as Tucker dropped to the bed bedside me as I sat back up on my good elbow.

“Is Kennedy Montgomery afraid of a little fun play in the bedroom?” He didn’t bat an eyelash as he tiptoed his fingers up the middle of my stomach. I didn’t know how to answer him. I wasn’t afraid of anything, Nate was just Nate. We never did anything outside the box. So yes I was a little nervous, but it didn’t mean I didn’t want to try.

“No!” I stated firmly trying not to giggle. I looked down trying not to bust out laughing as he dropped the tie and climbed over and straddled me. I started screaming as he tickled my sides. Thrashing around, closing my eyes, he pinned my arms above my head with one hand. I stopped moving as I felt the silk material wrap around my hands. My eyes flew open. “When did you pick the tie back up?”

“I am a man of many talents.” He finished tying my wrists together and tied them to the headboard. He removed my towel, tossing it to the side of the bed. “Now that I have you in place. I think.” He kissed my nose. “I will.” He kissed my neck just below the ear. “Have a little fun.” I giggled again as he trailed light kisses down the center of my body. The more I tugged to be free the tighter the tie became. “Hold still.”

“I can’t. Your kisses tickle.” I giggled loudly again as he dipped farther south passing my belly. My blood ran with fire as I felt his nose run the length of my wetness. I rose against him wanting him to dip further inside, but the more I arched upward the more he pulled back. A loud groan left me as I fell back to the bed. “Damn you.” I heard him chuckle as my head hit the pillow.

“Just enjoy. You are trying to rush.” He nipped at my inner thigh making me call out his name.

I felt Tucker place his rough calloused hand on my stomach pressing with enough pressure to keep me from bucking up toward him again. I hooked each leg over his shoulders as I felt him run his warm tongue up the length of my wet seam. A soft hum left his mouth right before he flicked the hidden nub. “Ohhh. Ohhh. Oh Tucker, please don’t stop.” I begged.

“My sweet Kennedy, I don’t plan on stopping. By the time I am done with you, I will have you breathless and panting my name.” He ran his strong tongue up against me and wrapped his lips around my swollen nub, sucking lightly at first, and then flicking his tongue hard against it causing me to scream out.

“Tucker Jackson….” I panted out. I so desperately wanted to reach out and grab his hair locking him to me, but with my hands tied it made me nearly helpless. The best I could hope for was to lock my legs around him.

“Yes.” He growled out as he slid a finger slowly inside of me. He paused a moment before removing it and then adding another.

I sucked in a quick breath as he slid inside making sure his fingers slid over the sweet spot that hadn’t been touched in a long time. I gasped and pressed into his fingers as he brought me closer and closer to my breaking point. I started to pant as I felt my body climb higher and higher towards my climax. Just as I felt my body start to fall, Tucker stopped, completely pulling away from my body. I groaned as my body felt cold and alone. “Tucker Jackson……”

“Oh don’t worry. I am just having fun. There is no way I am finished with you. Just hang tight.” He remarked jumping from the bed leaving me.

“Oh, like I am going anywhere.” I hollered after him as he left the bedroom. My heart pounded against my chest as my nerves got the best of me. Oh how embarrassing this would be if I would be found naked and bound.

A few minutes later, Tucker returned with a nearly empty glass of water, but full of ice. I locked eyes with him as he sauntered his naked body across the room shaking the glass. My mind went wild. I could only imagine what he was going to do. He sat the glass down on the nightstand and straddled my body again. He trailed his fingers down the center of my body and leaned forward brushing his lips against mine before encouraging me to open with his tongue. He dipped in, dancing, tasting me. As our tongues danced and tasted each other, I could taste myself on his lips. Never had I experienced that. I smiled against Tucker and momentarily froze.

He retreated hastily. “What’s wrong?” His eyes widened as he waited for me to answer.

I truly felt stupid to tell him the truth, but I couldn’t lie. I closed my eyes, wrinkling my nose as I know my face went seven shades of crimson. “Um.” I stuttered out.

“What is wrong? Please look at me.” His voice pleaded with me.

I opened my eyes and peered into his cornflower eyes. “You are going to laugh when I tell you.”

“Why would I laugh at you?” He questioned. The mood in the room clearly shifting. He reached up and untied my hands. As the tie loosened he rubbed where it had been wrapped leaving light red marks.

As soon as I felt they were free, I brought my hands to my face. I suddenly felt like crying. I hid for a moment trying to prevent the tears from falling. I felt truly stupid for being so inexperienced. This very sexy young man knew more in the bedroom than I did.

“Kennedy, please look at me.” He pleaded. I felt his hand wrap around my wrist. He didn’t pull but rather just held me.

“I really can’t.” I stifled the crack in my voice.

“Kennedy Montgomery. I need you to talk to me. I am not going to do another thing to you until you talk to me. Please. I am begging you.” He let go of my hands as if he had given up.

Hell, I was about to ruin the best night of my life. I dropped my hands and let my teary eyes flutter open. I looked up into Tucker’s eyes. I couldn’t hide it. My past would always haunt me if I didn’t come face to face with it this time. “I am sorry Tucker.”

“Did I hurt you? Did you not like what I did??” He wiped the rolling tears from my cheek.

Shaking my head no, “Tucker, I feel so stupid. Everything you did was an experience for me. I have never been tied up nor have I ever tasted myself on someone else’s lips.”

“Kennedy, why didn’t you tell me no?” He kissed my forehead gently.

“Why, and stop a new experience? Just because I have never done something doesn’t mean I am not willing to try. Part of me feels like I should have experienced more. I feel like…. I don’t know.”

“I promise I will never hurt you. If you tell me to stop, I will. If you tell me no, it ends. I won’t go any further. No questions asked.” Tucker stood up from the bed.

“Are you leaving?” I asked as I sat up pulling my knees to my chest.

“Oh heavens no.” He crawled back on the bed pulling at my legs. I slid them around him. I took in all his nakedness. His tan torso clearly defined; the area that had been touched by the sun verses areas that hadn’t. I ran my fingers down the tip of his nose drawing my fingers over his lips. I continued to trace down his muscular chest and as I reached the ripple of his abs, he clipped my chin with his finger drawing my face up to his. He leaned forward letting our lips lightly touch. He nipped at my lower lip drawing it out a bit before letting it go. A cold shiver spread over my entire body making me shake.

I smiled softly as my hand left his stomach and weaved its way up his neck and into his hair. With no hesitation in my gesture, I pulled him to me. Our lips crashed together. I parted mine to allow him full access. I felt his tongue swipe across the top of my mouth then dancing with my tongue before drawing it out and sucking on it, sending a rush of fire straight to my lower regions. My other hand wrapped onto his back. I lay backwards pulling him with me. I didn’t want to break the kiss. He had two choices: e he could follow me or he would be the one to break it.

He did as I thought he would and followed me to the bed. Once my back touched, he shifted his body to nestle perfectly between my milky white thighs. My hand left his back, reaching between us. I found the courage to take him in my hand and run his manhood across my very wet seam. He pulled back retreating from my body as his shivered.

“Do you know how badly I want to be buried deep inside of you?” He growled into my ear right before he bit the lobe. I felt him cover my hand with his. Lord help me. He slid his shaft downward and slowly slid inside an inch.

“If it is anything like I feel…” I gasped as he held nothing back and thrust inside. He filled me completely. As he pulled back, I inhaled quickly and exhaled as I expected him to slam back inside, but he didn’t. A wicked grin spread across his face as he slid back in inch by inch. I closed my eyes as he filled me again.

“Kennedy, I need you to open your eyes and look at me please. I want to see your face as you cum.” Tucker stated very clearly. His voice low and demanding. When I opened my eyes, I locked eyes with a burning desire I had never seen before. Tucker knew what he wanted and he was going for it. He was going to make me explode sending me into another world.

He had brought me so close to my release earlier I knew it would take nothing to send me over the edge. As he rubbed my inner sweet spot, my body began to tingle as I knew I would tip over the edge at any time. I started to close my eyes and he stopped abruptly.

“Don’t close your eyes. If you want us both to finish I would highly suggest you lock your eyes with mine and not close them again.” He winked. I nodded. I knew I had no choice. He started a fire with his tongue and I sure as hell wanted him to finish it.

He reached between us and pressed his thumb against my sweet swollen nub. I bucked against him as I grasped his firm ass pulling him into me. He thrust harder bringing me close to my release. “Tucker. I. Beg. You. Not. To. Stop!” I panted out as my body had breached its dam. With one last fast thrust I fell dropping off into my own world. My eyes rolled back and I fell back to the bed. My hands dropped from his backside.

As I came down from my out of body experience, my eyes refocused in time to watch Tucker finishing his release before dropping on top of me, barely keeping his weight off me with his elbows. I wrapped my arms around him drawing my hands up into his hair. I wanted to ingrain this memory in my brain. I inhaled his manly scent as I made a mental note of how his body felt against mine. I had no idea if this would be the first and last time I ever made love to Tucker.

*

I rolled over and stretched reaching for Tucker. But the bed was empty. I groaned opening my eyes slowly. The sky still dark I reached for my phone, sliding my thumb across the screen, brining my phone to life. I squinted at the brightness from the screen. The last time I glanced at the clock it was well after midnight and now it was just three and a half hours later. I knew I would be sore and coffee would be in high demand. We made love twice more before finally falling asleep.

I closed my eyes, but my empty bed wouldn’t allow me to rest. I climbed from my bed. Grabbing the robe from behind the door, I slipped it on and tied it around my waist before leaving the bedroom. A light from the kitchen led a trail into the living room. I grinned as I heard the boys talking.

I turned the corner into the kitchen and all three men were sitting at the table eating. I am not sure if you wanted to call it an earlier breakfast or a really late dinner. Each of them had a pile of pancakes stacked about six high and a beer. I frowned. What an incredibly gross combination.

“Good morning sunshine.” My brother slurred.

I didn’t answer I just rolled my eyes. I glanced at Tucker who raised his bottle to me. I had two questions I wanted to ask…One: How long had they been out here drinking and Two: how much information did Tucker tell my brother and his best friend?