“If he’s as wealthy as you say he is and has friends in high places…”
“So do we. The thing is, honey, we don’ have to worry about money all that much. I’m not even talkin’ about the money Trap will donate to the cause. I work with Trap all the time. I’ve been doin’ it for years. We didn’ meet up in the teams, we met in college. He was wicked smart. I mean I’m smart, but he’s fuckin’ off the charts. He’s been comin’ up with solutions to problems for years and he was smart enough to patent everythin’ and either develop it himself or sell it to a company for big bucks. I started helpin’ him in college. That means my name is on those patents and half the money goes to me. Later, when we worked with Joe, Zeke and the others, we offered them shares in whatever we were workin’ on.”
He skimmed his hand down her body, her rib cage and belly, feeling the helpless shiver run through her. He lifted her hair and swung it around to the front over her left shoulder so he could kiss the nape of her neck.
“Lift up, honey. Slide your jeans and panties off.” He whispered the command in her ear, kissing that too. “You’re so beautiful. Everythin’ about you is beautiful to me.”
She did what he said and that was beautiful to him too. She rarely got upset at his personality. She smiled at him sometimes with a look that said maybe he was skating the boundaries, but she rarely complained, and never in bed. In bed she always accommodated anything he wanted. Once, when he’d talked to her, asked her if there was anything she wanted different, she just smiled, shook her head and told him she trusted him to take care of her.
That had meant the world to him. She trusted him when she had no good reason to trust anyone.
“Crawl up on the bed, babe, on all fours. I want to be in you so deep you feel me in your throat. And don’ ever do this again. I mean it, Pepper.” He smoothed his hand over her hip. He loved her ass. The shape of it. The way she swayed when she walked. “The next time I might just put you bare-ass naked over my knee and whale on you.”
She turned in his arms, sliding her hands up his chest and then her mouth was on him. She poured fire and honey down his throat. Into his belly. Into his groin. Filling him with her. His cock was so full for her, so drunk on her, he feared he wouldn’t last long once he was inside her furnace.
When she lifted her head, her eyes searched his. For the first time since the soldiers had attacked them, he could see the beginning of amusement there.
“Why is it I hear that note in your voice, Wyatt? The one that tells me you like the idea of me over your knee.”
She crawled up on the bed, straight to the center.
“Widen your legs, baby, you know what I like.” He kissed the small of her back and then wrapped his hand around the nape of her neck, pushing her head down to the mattress so her bottom was up even higher. His hand reached between her legs, stroking and caressing, making certain she was ready for him.
“I’d better like the idea. You’d better like it as well. I have the feelin’ you’re goin’ to be there a lot over the next few years. But babe, if you are across my knee bare-assed naked, it had better not be for tryin’ to run off on me.” He let a warning growl into his voice, meaning it.
“I won’t do it again,” she said in a low voice.
He plunged two fingers deep and she cried out. “You told me that before. You said you’d come to me, talk first.” He smacked her bottom, once, twice, and felt the answering heat surrounding his fingers.
“You feel that, Pepper? All that heat running right where you need it? Scorchin’ hot. You’ll like it when you need to. I’ll make certain of that.”
“I won’t do it again, Wyatt,” she repeated, her voice shaking. “Please. I need you inside me.”
He pushed his fingers deeper, drew them out and licked at the honey there, that secret, wonderful taste he never wanted another man to know. “No, you won’, honey, because I’m not goin’ to be so nice the next time. We’ve had this conversation before. You get scared, you come talk to me. I know you don’ have that experience, but you know me now. You know I’m goin’ to listen and then we’re goin’ to take care of the problem.”
Her breathing had changed. Ragged little gasps were interspersed with those beautiful little sounds she made in the back of her throat.
“Tell me you understand that, Pepper. You understand you need to talk to me.” He knelt up behind her. Close. He pressed the tip of his throbbing erection into her hot furnace. It took his breath away, but he refused to let her see it.
She pressed back into him. So hot. So needy. She never held anything back. She always wanted him. She would always want him. It would never matter the time of day, or what was going on around them, she would want his body just the way he wanted hers.
He rubbed her bottom. “So beautiful, baby. You’re just so damned beautiful.”
“Wyatt.” Her voice was demanding now.