Willow (24 page)

“
Do you hurt? Your leg, does it hurt right now?” She shook her head. Nothing hurt, but she did ache. “Good. Open your legs for me, I want to touch you.”

His voice was low, low and hard. She couldn’t have denied him if she tried. Moving her right leg closer to the edge of the bed, he pulled the sheet off her and lifted her gown.

They had removed her catheter that morning and had let her take a shower by setting a chair in the stall and handing her a nozzle. The blood splattered on her was minimal, but she had been able to get cleaned up. It had felt like heaven and she’d stayed a little longer just to wash her entire body twice. The nurse had even helped her wash her hair.

His fingers were gentle as they brushed up and down her thigh. Her pussy tightened in anticipation every time to move closer to it. She canted her hips once and stopped when a small bit of pain lanced across her wound.

“
Don’t move. Let me do all the work. Christ, I’ve missed you.” his mouth covered hers as he cupped her soft folds.

When his fingers moved under her panties and slid into her, she nearly screamed out from the sensation. In and out he moved inside of her. He pulled his mouth from hers and looked down at what he was doing to her. She looked down too and watched him fuck her like this.

“
You’ve soaked my fingers. And I can feel you tightening around them, pulling them deeper into you. You’re so wet, Willow. Wet enough that if I wanted to, I could slide inside of you right now.”

She nodded for him to do it. His low chuckle had her look up to his face. He looked in pain, his lips hard, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

“
I want you, Jared. Please, I need…I want you.” She canted again and if there was pain, she didn’t feel it. All she could feel was him and what he was doing to her.

“
I can’t, baby, not like this. There isn’t enough room in this bed and I’d have to be under you so that you don’t hurt your leg.”

His fingers continued their dance and he leaned over her breast and suckled her through the gown. Reaching up, she unsnapped the arm hole and he groaned as he took her nipple deep into his mouth. When he pulled back, she whimpered.

“
Come for me, Willow. Come now.” Her body reacted to his command and she bowed her back as his mouth once again covered hers. Even as she screamed out her release, he rode her. When she came again, she thought she had blacked out for a second and opened her eyes and stared up at him.

“
What...” She had to clear her throat twice before she could speak. “What about you?”

His head was lying on her shoulder and his fingers were once again stroking her thigh. His hot breath on her bare shoulder was making her needy again and she reached up to curl her hand around his bicep. He looked at her then with a slight moving of his head.

“
I ache to be inside of you, love. I want to fuck you so hard that neither of us will walk for a week. But we can’t. Not now at any rate.” He stood up and she could see the hard outline of his cock at his zipper. “Marry me, Willow. Right now, today. Marry me so that I can keep you with me.”

She’d forgotten about that. “Why did you tell them I was pregnant? We both know…my parents, your parents, think that I’m going to have a baby, Jared. What do we say to them when they figure out that it’s not going to happen?”

He took her hand in his and kissed it. Then he cupped it over his cock and rocked into it. His moan had her gripping him hard through the soft cotton and he rocked again

“
Christ, you’re killing me.” He pulled her hand away and put it on her lap with exaggerated movements that had her giggle. “This isn’t funny. I hurt in any number of places because my balls are blue.”

She giggled again and started to reach for him again. He stopped her with a look and a step back. She pouted at him.

“
Stop it. About the baby, we won’t have to lie to them if you don’t want to. It may not come as soon as they think it will, but I’m sure with practice,”—he wiggled his brows at her—“we could produce one soon. I want children with you, Willow. Enough to fill that house of yours, enough that we can fill that kitchen with their friends and our families. Please, say ‘I do’ to me.”

She nodded to him. “Okay, but you’re going to have to wait on the actual making part. I can’t…I don’t think I can have sex just yet.”

His smile was pure sin. “Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ve been thinking about how we can have all kinds of kinky sex while you’re healing.”

Willow was suddenly very nervous as he straightened her gown and the sheets. Then with a quick kiss, he opened the door to their families.

Coming soon…

Book 2 of The James Children Series

Alexander

About the Author

I woke up one morning and decided to give play time to the people in my head who were keeping me awake. Little did I know that they would be so relentless and want their time right now! I wrote for the pure joy of it and to entertain my family and friends. But mostly it was to get more than an hour of sleep without a story playing out. Of course, the more I write, the more they want. So…well, as a result of sleepless days (I work through the night as a gun toting grandma – nope not a vigilantly but an armed security guard) I have lots of stories written.

Hello! My name is Kathi Barton and I’m an author. I have been married to my very best friend Sonny for at times seems several lifetimes – in a good way, honey. And together we have three wonderful children and then the ones we brought into the world - Paul and Dale Barton, Jason and Wendy Barton and Danielle and Ben Conklin. They have given us seven of the greatest treasures on Earth. They don’t live at home seven days a week! No, seriously, seven grandchildren – Gavin, Spring, Ben, Trinity, Sarah, Kelly and Kian.