Back for You (6 page)

Thea swore. “
The door
. I didn’t think to lock it.”

“Shit.”

He hot-footed it to the door and snicked the lock into place. When he
turned back, his breath stalled in his chest. Thea had removed her panties and
now leaned back on the desk with her hands planted behind her, her legs spread
wide in the most welcome invitation he’d ever received.

He hastened back to her, and ran his fingers down the waxed strip of red
curls between her legs. Her stomach muscles clenched in response to his touch
and his gut tightened.

“You like?”

Was she kidding?
“Fuck yeah. But then I like everything I see.”

He trailed his finger past her neatly trimmed bush, skimming over her
clit and she arched into his touch. But he didn’t linger, teasing her instead
by continuing through her already wet folds until he breached her slick channel
with his finger up to the second knuckle.

She gasped and he worked the digit in and out, loving how she clenched
against him as if trying to hold onto him. “I like everything I can’t see too.”

She was so fucking hot. She always had been. From the moment they met,
their relationship had been as explosive as fireworks, keeping them at the
pinnacle of excitement with never-ending sparks of heat and passion. Even with
how young he’d been, he’d recognized it was special. Fool that he was he hadn’t
hung onto it. A mistake he wouldn’t make a second time.

In a move meant to tease, he removed his finger from her tight heat,
loving the way she objected, wanting her to desire him more. He knelt before
her, and separated her glistening folds, admiring the view. “You have the
prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen. Absolutely perfect.”

With his face between her thighs, he took a deep breath, relishing the
warm, enticing scent of her excitement before moving in and circling her clit
with his tongue.

She gasped, and as he continued working the knot of sensitive flesh, a
low sexy moan tore out of her throat. “Oh God. Don’t stop.”

He grinned. “Stopping never crossed my mind.”

And that was no joke. With his iron-hard dick throbbing in his pants,
egging him on, he couldn’t have stopped if a hurricane blew the roof off the
building. With licks and quick flicks, he tongued her clit until she was writhing
and whimpering in ecstasy. A sound better than any aphrodisiac.

He couldn’t believe how fast she built to an orgasm, making him wonder if
it had been a while since she’d been with anyone. He selfishly hoped that was
the case.

“Fuck me, Cain. Now.”

He teased her entrance with his finger, only easing in to the first
knuckle before pulling out again. “Say please.”

“Fuck you.”

Rough laughter tore out of him. “Close enough.”

But he wasn’t done teasing her. He filled her hot sex with two fingers,
working them in and out while working her clit until she exploded in a scream
that would have brought the cops down on them if the music in the bar hadn’t
been so loud.

She collapsed against the desk as he got to his feet, donned the condom
he’d had in his wallet, grabbed her by the hips and plunged in. Hard and fast,
he thrust into her scorching, wet channel. In no time, he was so close to the
edge, he thought he’d go out of his fucking mind. There was no way he could
stop. He just hoped he could last until she came again.

He worked her pussy hard, pistoning into her time and again, focusing on
holding it together. When Thea reached up and started playing with her nipples,
he almost lost it.

His breath shot out of him. “Fuck that’s hot. Don’t stop.”

Tiny flutters started up inside of her, milking him, pushing him ever
closer to the edge. He held it together pretty well until she reached down with
one hand and started playing with her clit.

Suddenly, she arched hard and screamed his name, flying over the top in
wave after wave of bliss, and thank God for that because he was done. He
couldn’t hold back any longer. He tunneled into her fast and furious, riding
her hard until he came with a shout that should have shattered his eardrums. He
continued pumping as he filled the condom with jet after jet of hot come.

With a wrenching groan, he collapsed against the desk, working hard to
catch his breath.

Thea started to reach up but dropped her hand, looking every bit as wrung
out as he felt. “Is the top of my head still intact?”

A laugh burst out of him. “If anyone should be asking that, it’s me,
darlin’. Fuck, I don’t remember the last time I came that hard.”

With her forefinger, she lazily stroked the part of his forearm she could
reach without moving. “Me either.”

“We always were dynamite together.”

She tossed him a worn-out half-grin. “We were at that.”

He grinned back, feeling uncharacteristically mushy but he kept it hidden
from Thea. He knew she wouldn’t appreciate it.

As if reading his mind, she pushed him off with a groan and sat up.
Pulling herself together, she nabbed a few tissues for herself and shoved the
box at him. “That was great but I’ve got to get back to work.”

“I was hoping we could go for a walk. An ice cream would really help cool
us off.”

“Sorry, break time’s over for me. We’re short-staffed so I have to work
the bar.”

“Then I’ll stay and help.”

“Thanks, but that’s not necessary.”

“It’s not a problem. I’m happy to stay and help out.”

In the process of buttoning up her dress, she jerked to a halt. Anger, or
something close to it, flashed in her eyes as she speared him with a look. “I
can handle things on my own just fine, Cain. I
don’t
need your help, and
I
don’t
need you.”

With that, she turned on her heel and left, leaving him stunned by the
abrupt about face.

Cain struggled to absorb what had just happened. Not easy since he was
still trying to catch his breath after the best sex he’d had since the last
time he’d been with her. He suspected he’d still be reeling from it days from
now.

One thing was for sure, she’d just put him in his place with a resounding
thud. God knew he had it coming, but wow. Once again, she’d blown his mind.

Way to keep it all about sex, Thea.

But one other thing was also clear—nothing had changed for him as far as
Thea was concerned. And he’d do whatever he had to to win her back.

A few hours later Thea was convinced she was going to lose her mind.

It was a Saturday night, she was short-staffed, and the bar was even
busier than normal.

Of all the nights for her bartender to call in sick, this was the worst. Naturally,
none of her backups could come in and help either.

A petite waitress came over to pick up her order. “The natives are
getting restless.”

She’d noticed. “I’m sorry, Suz. Just do your best to keep them happy.”

“Will do. But I can’t make any promises. A couple of them are getting
nasty.”

“I know. I’ll try to hurry.”

Suzie sped off with her order.

“I can help.”

Thea spun around. How long had Cain been standing there? She hadn’t even
seen him come in. “I told you before. I can handle it.” And wasn’t that a
whopper, but she was determined to prove she didn’t need anything from him.

He tossed her an incredulous look. “Come on, it’s Saturday night. You
need my help and you know it.”

She was nothing if not stubborn. “I don’t need anything from you, Cain.
I’ve been doing this for a very long time without you around. I can handle
things on my own.”

He reached out and caught her hand, his calloused touch setting her heart
racing. “Thea, I’m not saying you can’t handle things. I’m saying you need some
help. I can do this. Your dad taught me well. I still remember how to mix
drinks. Please, let me help you.”

She waivered. She didn’t want to give in, but she realized she was being mulish,
and that was just plain stupid. She did need his help, no matter how much she
didn’t want to admit it. So much for her grand plan to avoid him. “Fine. You
want to help me, go right ahead.”

He grinned. “Will do, boss.”

She sighed. She just knew she was going to regret this.

*

Stop it!

For the umpteenth time in the last three hours, Thea caught herself
watching Cain out of the corner of her eye. She couldn’t help it. He was like a
frickin’ eye-magnet she couldn’t resist. Not surprising since he was a
veritable sex god and scrumptious eye candy all wrapped into one irresistible
package.

And she knew the sex god thing without a sliver of doubt after today’s sextivities.
She couldn’t stop thinking about it, or him, no matter how hard she tried. The
man had always been good but he’d definitely picked up a thing or two over the
years and whoa Nelly, the sex was even hotter than she remembered.

Yep, one thing was certain after their interlude, she’d been way off base
when she’d thought one time would be enough. It wasn’t even close.

She’d pretended to be all business-like afterwards, but it had all been
an act. She’d wanted him right after they were done, and the desire to have him
inside of her again hadn’t waned any in the past few hours. If anything, it was
rapidly becoming an obsession. Obviously it would take a little more time for
her to get bored with him.

Okay, so it would take a
lot
more time.

Guess they’d all been way off base about that one.

Something she hadn’t considered when she’d set things in motion. Not that
she’d thought it through any. He’d riled her up, and she’d jumped in with both
feet. All of which had made for a rather wild and exhilarating ride.

“Penny for your thoughts.”

Thea jumped, and her hand flew to her chest. “
Lexi!
I didn’t
notice you there.”

“Yeah, you were off in your own little world, that’s for sure. Thus my
interest in your thoughts. I hope they’re good.”

Thea poured the drink she’d been mixing on auto-pilot, then turned her
full attention to her friend. “Asia not coming?” Thea held up a mug in silent
enquiry and Lexi nodded.

“No, she’s busy with Marcus. They had some family thing to go to up at
his mother’s.”

Thea handed Lexi the topped up mug of beer and grabbed herself a bottled
water. “Cain, I’m taking a break. Be back in a few.”

He caught her eye with his heated gaze before nodding. “Sure thing.”

Lordy, even with a look, the man knew how to set off every one of her
libido buttons.

Lexi’s chocolate-brown eyes goggled as if she’d just realized who the
hunky new guy mixing drinks was, which was probably the case. Giving Thea a
meaningful look chock full of questions, Lexi leaned closer to Thea. “That’s
Cain?
The
Cain? In
your
bar?”

Thea nodded. “Come on. Let’s go to my office. We can talk there.”

Thea scooted out from behind the bar and led the way to her office and
some privacy.

The second Lexi was through the door she threw herself on the couch and
launched a verbal volley at Thea. “What happened? You said you had something to
tell me but wow, I wasn’t expecting this. And omigod, can I just say the guy is
to-die-for gorgeous.”

Thea collapsed on the couch beside her friend. “I know, right. He’s even
better looking now than he was when I went out with him.” And that was no lie.

“So what the hell happened? Why’s he here?”

Where to start? “Well, I’m embarrassed to admit I did something kind of
crazy after you guys left last night.”

Concern etched Lexi’s face. “Like what?”

There was no way to downplay this one. “I drunk dialed Cain.”

Lexi’s eyes went as big as saucers and she almost choked on her beer.
“You did
what
?”

Thea gave her a sheepish grin. “I didn’t think I was that wasted but I
guess I was. This morning I didn’t even remember doing it. Seemed more like a
dream than anything. That is until Cain dropped by and reminded me.”

“Oh, that must have gone over well.”

Thea chuckled. “Yeah, not so much at first. I guess you could say I was a
bit touchy on the subject.”

Lexi snorted. “I’ll bet.”

Thea shrugged. “Anyway, once we got past that, we really got into it. He
finally explained why he didn’t break up with me in person.
And
apologized for ending things the way he did.”

“His reason must have been pretty darned amazing for this about face.”

Thea turned thoughtful. “He said he left a note because he would never
have been able to leave if he’d seen me again.”

Lexi quirked a brow. “That’s it?”

Taken aback by Lexi’s unimpressed reaction, Thea tried explaining it
better, as much for herself as for Lexi. “He was sincerely sorry he’d hurt me
even worse by the way he’d handled things. He also explained how he was afraid
he’d resent me if he didn’t follow his dreams. He didn’t want to become like
his dad.”

Lexi’s considered nod wasn’t promising. “So why couldn’t he have just
said that to you? Or better yet, why didn’t he just phone you later to explain
it to you?”

“He said he was afraid he’d back down from his decision if he saw me so maybe
he felt the same way about talking to me. I don’t know, I’m still trying to
sort it out.”

“Well, I’m not sure I buy it, but then I guess I’m not the one he has to
convince.”

Thea bit back a secret smile, remembering how Cain had convinced her of
at least one thing today—he was still hell on wheels in the sack.

Lexi’s eyes narrowed. “There’s more, isn’t there?”

“Geez, are you psychic or something?”

Lexi laughed. “I wish. There’d be times it’d be very useful. So spill
already.”

Thea wasn’t sure why, but she hesitated.

Lexi’s eyes flew wide. “You had sex with him.”

Thea chuckled at Lexi’s perception. “Yeah, I did.”

“Hot damn. You lucky girl. Was it as good as you remembered?”