A LIL' LESS LOST (The Kingsmen Book 2) (14 page)

“Jay..” She kisses my right cheek. “Let's go..” She kisses my left cheek. “And I'll make it worth your while..” She plants her next kiss on my aching lips.

I give in to her, hell... I'll always give in to my sweet as sin little vixen. I slap her ass hard, thanking her for the little cock tease. She yelpd at the impact, jumping up and crashing down on my engorged dick. I cower at the cruel crushing sensation and move to shift her before permanent damage is done. She laughs nervously at my reaction. “Oh baby.... I'm sorry.”

I squint my eyes jokingly at her. “Alright... let's go... I just need to grab some things and I'll meet you outside.

I waited until Lil's cleared out before working the dial on the safe and withdrawing the small box I had placed there for safe keeping about a week earlier, and slipped it into my inside pocket.

Lil's was waiting for me by my bike, taking in the late afternoon sun. The dulling rays shone from her raven hair swinging loose around her shoulders. She was breathtaking. Just watching her, observing her from afar was enough to bring me to my knees.

She turns slightly, basking in the sun and catches me spying on her. I clear my throat, if only for my own sense of recovery as Lil's is too far away to hear. I walk on an angle away from the bikes and toward my truck. Lil's watches with curiosity, but does not budge.

I whistle a loud cat call to her and wave her over. She tilts her head in confusion, wondering what I'm up to no doubt.

“Lil's we're taking the cage....” I explain to her and unlock the doors with my remote before climbing in.

She stands in silent defiance. I see her from the rear-view mirror. I smile to myself. My feisty little baby was back. Thank God. I honk the horn and watch as she looks around to see who else is observing the spectacle. She huffs over to the truck planting herself outside my door. I pretend not to notice her standing on the outside of the glass until she knocks her knuckles against it impatiently. It's like taking candy from a baby.

I lower the window. She pops her hip out and rests her hand on it, her face flushed. I shrug my shoulders, innocently.

“You know the rules, baby...” I watch her eyebrows pinch together. “I point my finger toward her flat middle. “You got a bun in the oven?... Not a chance in hell I'm putting you on a bike.”

She looked aghast. “That's so sexist!”

I nodded. “Yup. And....?”

Her cheeks might have been blushing before but they were now reddening from anger.

“Oh don't try to be mad at me. You know I'm right.” Her lower lip was twitching. “I'll let you listen to your girlie music, just get the fuck in before I get out and toss you in here myself.”

I can see her weighing her options. She finally decides to obey me and takes her time walking around to the passenger door. I lean over and open it for her, and she climbs herself up. I can't help the overwhelming sense of triumph.

Lil's immediately pulls her phone out and hooks it into the stereo, searching and scrolling through her playlists.   Lil's uses her controls to lower all of the windows, as I drive us in the direction of the gate.

Before we even clear the compound, with plenty of brothers hanging around, music starts pumping out of my speakers at an absurdly loud setting. “Oh Baby Baby...”

FUCK NO! I shoot daggers at Lil's, smiling like a hyena while singing along to Britney Spears. My mouth drops, but I close it quickly not wanting to clue her in to my obvious discomfort. My self-restraint only serves to fuel her spite. Well played....

******

LIL'S

I haven't listened to Britney Spears since before the whole shaved-head incident. But.. desperate times call for desperate measures. If Jay wants to fluff out his mane and get all “king of the jungle” on me, then the least I can do is provide a little mortification in return. Thank God the song was over quickly and the iphone had moved on to the next one.

I slip my shoes off and fumble for the buttons below my seat to move it back enough for me to stretch my legs out comfortably. The windows were still open bringing in a nice breeze. I close my eyes and breathe it in, the sweetness of the budding flowers and tell-tale scents of summer fill me. My hand reaches out instinctively for Jay's, finding it and clasping it tight, fingers weaving together.

The roughness of his skin feels good against my own. My granddad always said you could tell a lot about a man from his hands. Jay's were strong, weathered from years of hard work, and large enough to cover completely around my own, protecting it. His thumb trails itself along the heel of my hand, eliciting little spurts of electricity up and into the rest of me.

“Mmmm...” I relax and enjoy the teasing of his touch.

“I'll wake you up when we get there, baby...” he murmurs into my flesh as he raises my fingers to his lips and presses against them.

I was tired again. Lord knows I've never needed a nap to get through the day but the temptation of a little daydreaming was too much to pass on. “Umm hmm...”

It's funny how dreams can seem so real, so vivid. And the moment you wake they begin to fade away, leaving nothing behind but the feelings and emotions they filled you with. This one must have been a good one because I was all warm and gooey inside when the ignition turned off, breaking me from my fantasy world.

The sun had set lower in the sky, indicating that I had missed a pretty little chunk of time while I dozed off.

“How long was I out?” My voice sounded groggy and strained as I stretched my arms overhead, straining and releasing my muscles against themselves. “Why didn't you wake me sooner?”

Jay tosses the keys from one hand to another.  “You were tired... besides.. you were talking in your sleep... I wanted to hear it all.”

I blushed, attempting to smooth my hair.  “I was not!”  Yup.  I probably was.  I've been told since I was a little girl that I sing like a canary in my sleep.  No secret was safe... no topic too taboo. 

He laughed hard.  “Baby... you talk dirty in your sleep. You told me all the things you're gonna do to me tonight..”

My eyelids slit themselves.  “No way... you're full of it.”  Oh god please don't tell me I was talking about the handcuff fantasy...

Jay leaned in  across the center console and over to me.  I held my breath.  “I'm gonna hold you to your word, too.”  Fuck.  Yeah... it was something naughty alright.  He reached across me and pulled on the door handle behind my hip.

“Let's go, kinky girl. The sooner we finish up here, the sooner I get you home and into my bed.”

Finally able to search our surroundings, I notice the familiar landmarks.  The high tree line, the sandy parking area set back from the main road, the well-worn path through the shrubbery.  I spin around to face Jay as he exits his side of the truck.  He's grinning, happy with his little surprise. 

“This is the place, isn't it?  Where you brought me that night?”

Jay nods, confirming my assessment.  “Maybe this time we won't be interrupted, hmm?”

“Oh yeah?... Catch me first.” I take off running through the windy path, making sure to avoid the large rocks scattered about.  I can hear him behind me rustling against the branches but I don't dare turn around to see.  He's gaining on me, I can feel it.  I can start to see the thinning of trees before me as the path takes one last turn into an open area.  With no further left to run I turn and wait, panting from the jog. 

He pushes his way through the last of the trees, eyes set on me like a hunter with its prey.  He's beaming, knowing that he has me, closing in.  I start to giggle nervously.  The air cools around us as the daylight fades, offering us our very own mood lighting.  I licked my lips as I watched his gorgeous form, bulging muscles, delicious body coming to claim me. 

“Nowhere left to run, Lil's.”

A jolt of excitement runs its course through me.  “Nope.”

Jay is close enough, but saved himself the extra step or two by stretching out and grabbing onto the waist of my jeans, pulling hard with me smashing into him.  His mouth lands expertly on mine, tangling deep with lips on lips, our tongues lashing at each other full of demand and urgency.  I pull him in closer needing to feel every inch of him against me.  There was a short time when I feared I would never feel him on me again.  We fit together perfectly, like I was made to settle in under him.  There was no end to his kiss.  It was deep, whole and satisfying, making me believe that I had everything necessary in life right here in this very moment.  

He moved his head to escape the lock my lips have on his.  “Baby.,. you're gonna miss it.  Turn around.” 

I hesitate to leave his mouth, searching for some way to regain my place on it, unsuccessfully.  I finally give up in a huff and turn around harshly to see what was important enough for him to deny me what I wanted. 

Breathtaking!  The sun was just low enough to cast dimming rays over the village.  I thought I remembered just how beautiful this place, this view was but my memory failed miserably not doing justice to the wonder below us.  It had been a few years, but the town in the valley stood untouched, like its own little time capsule.  Life had gone by, with Jay and me losing our way and then finding each other again, but this place was a constant,  a reference point for us and a part of our story.  Tears were welling in my eyes, and my lip began to quiver.  I was home.  Now, this place before us wasn't my home... Jay was.

I turned sharply to find my Jay, needing to touch him, feel him.  My eyes searched wildly at the place I was expecting him only to be left searching for him.  He was crouched down on the ground in front of me, staring up.  Wait.. he wasn't crouching.  He was kneeling. 

OH MY GOD! He was kneeling.  My heart constricted itself in the most intense way and I felt myself freezing in place.  “Jay?”

“Shh... Lil's.  Let me do this right.”  He cleared his throat nervously.  “Baby... this is where I told you for the first time that I loved you.  I loved you for a long time before that and every moment since.  I love you more than I care for myself, my life, and I would gladly give them both if I had to, to make you happy and keep you safe.”  He reached out and placed his hand on my stomach.  “To keep you both safe.  You are everything to me and I would gladly give everything I have, everything I am for the chance to spend the rest of my life with you...” 

The tears that were welling from before were now openly streaming down my cheeks.

He slipped his hand under his cut and withdrew a small black box, opening the hinges and placing it in his upturned palm.  My mind was speaking, sending signals to my lips, but my voice was unable to  repeat them...  I was truly speechless.  I could nod, however, and gave my answer in motion.  Jay picked the ring from the box and slid it on my shaking finger, kissing the knuckle just under the weight of the cool metal.  

I kept my eyes locked on his, taking the moment in completely but the sparkle from my hand was too hard to ignore for long.  I angled my finger slightly to better see the jewel.  If I was speechless before, I was god smacked now.  It was gorgeous and elegantly simple.  It was perfect.

Jay watched me admire the ring.  “Do you like it?”

I watched him in awe.  “Are you kidding?  I LOVE it!  Wait... is this...”  I scrutinized the center stone.  I've seen it before.

Jay smiled.  “Your grandmother's diamond.  I had it reset for you.”

How could this be any more special?  I dropped to my knees, more on level with Jay and grabbed the sides of his face.  “I love you so much, baby.  I was destined to love you and only you and I will love you every moment until there are none left.”

I placed my ringed hand over his heart and he covered it with his palm.  This moment had been a long time in the making.  There have been detours, obstacles, pain and sorrow along the way but in the end we were right where we were meant to be.  We were destined for each other and should have known better than to try to mess with that.  We had lost our way but we weren't lost to each other any longer.  We were home. 

******

JAY

Lil's and I had fucked, screwed, banged, shagged and scored every which way we could for a while now with each serving a purpose.  There was a time and place for everything.  Right now, with my ring on her finger and my baby in her womb it was the perfect time to make love.  Lil's loved it rough when it suited her, but it drove her absolutely crazy when I took my time and brought her to the brink ever so slowly. 

I rose to my knees and hoisted her up, standing for us both and leading the way over to the big shady tree near us.  It was as if the scene from years ago was playing out all over again. 

Her skin was soft, lush and addicting as I covered it over and over with my lips.  I could never get enough of this, never get enough of her.  She would now be mine forever, able to claim her body whenever I wanted yet there was still an urgency deep within me.  I was addicted, she was my drug and I was never able to get my fill.

Lil's seemed to feel an urgency too, clawing at my clothes begging them to fall loose.  The trunk of the tree offered us a standing platform to affirm our bodies' stakes on each other.  Lil's cried out in desperation, “Please, baby...  God, don't make me wait.”