Cougar Wants [Cougarlicious] (Siren Publishing Classic) (8 page)

He lay sprawled across the bed, snoring softly. Kimber stopped in the doorway and just looked at his long
,
muscular body, swallowing hard as her body reacted to the visual of her well-toned and sexy mate. His back and arms were tanned while everything below his beltline was paler, proving he worked hard.

Moving quickly and silently, she crossed to the bed. Hesitating only a few seconds, she leaned over the bed and turned the container over, allowing the contents to fall over Tate’s back from shoulders to ass. Stepping back quickly, she leaned in the doorway, an evil giggle bubbling up as she waited for the frozen marbles to wake her sleeping mate.

A line of icy cold down the center of his back jolted Tate from a hot, sexy dream of his new mate. “What the fuck?” he muttered groggily.

Eyes closed, he rolled to his side to get away from the chill. Whatever it was rolled down his back to settle against his body where skin met mattress. The new line of chill hit a nerve that set his entire body to shivering in response. He rolled away again, but the cold continued to follow him.

He heard female giggles
,
and his cock jerked in response even as he turned over once again, only to find himself falling over the edge of the bed and landing on his ass on the floor. At least the cold had stopped.

Sitting up, he looked across the room to his mate
,
who was bent over with both arms wrapped around her middle. She was giggling like a loon. Then his eyes shifted to and widened when he saw a line of brightly colored marbles lying across the mattress.

Scooping up a handful, he hissed at the cold before dropping them back to the bed. “So you think that’s funny, do you?”

Kimber’s giggles, which had been waning, began up again. “Yes...I do,” she gasped as she nodded her head.

Reluctantly
,
Tate had to agree that using marbles was one sure way to get him out of bed. Instead of being irritated at the rude awakening, he started chuckling with her. But he also knew that he would not allow his mate to think she had gotten the best of him.

Rolling to his hands and knees, he began to crawl across the room
,
stalking his mate for a little retribution. When she raised her head and looked at him, he rose quickly to his feet and closed the last few feet separating them.

She gasped as he grabbed her T-shirt and pulled it over her head then pushed her pajama bottoms off her body. H
e
moved so fast
,
she was as naked as he was before she could fight him off. Wrapping his arms around her, he lifted her clear o
f
f the floor then turned and walked back to the bed.

“So, you think my falling out of bed is funny, do you?”
h
e asked, his voice deep and holding a thread of menace to it.

The last of her laughter died away. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as she nodded. “Uh-huh.”

“You do know that payback’s a bitch, don’t you?”

Her eyes widened when he climbed onto the bed and crawled across the mattress with her still clinging to h
im
. His cock brushed against her slit, teasing her clit and pussy opening and causing her to suck in tiny breaths with each brush of hot male against wet female.

“It doesn’t have to be,” she whispered with a smile so sexy, Tate’s already hard cock jerked in response.

“Oh, no, my mate. You’re not going to get out of this so easily,” he said just before he bent arms and legs and lowered their bodies so the frozen marbles pressed into her back.

“Tate!” she screamed as he shifted his hips.

The first thrust had his cock fully bedded in her hot pussy that immediately began clenching on his length. As she wiggled underneath him, trying to evade the marbles, he started a hard, fast in and out motion. Holding her pinned down with his chest and shoulders, he traced his way down her sides, finding several ticklish spots before he slid his hands under her ass cheeks.

She wrapped her legs tighter around him and lifted into each stroke, the cold hard orbs underneath
her
forgotten as their need for one another took over. He stroked fingers down the crease of her ass then circled her back hole, earning several gasps and corresponding sighs from his woman. Sliding one finger up the small distance to her pussy, he gathered her juices and swirled them around and around her puckered hole.

He waited until his balls tightened as he neared orgasm before he pressed the finger through the first ring of muscles into her ass. He winced as she screamed in his ear as pussy and ass clenched around him. Two hard, short thrusts and he came as well, growling in response. His cock pulsed
,
and once again
,
his legs went numb, something he had never experienced before with any other woman.

Easing his finger from her back hole, he held her tight and rolled them so they lay face
-
to
-
face on the mattress.

“Yep, payback is going to be a bitch,” he said with a smug smile after he’d caught his breath.

“I thought that was payback.”

“Oh no, sugar, not hardly. That was fun. Payback will come when you least expect it,” he assured her before releasing her and rolling from the bed. “Now get up and put that little blue dress back on. We have groceries to shop for before I have to go to work.”

* * * *

Kimber stared at
the
checkout conveyor belt and sighed. Their choice of foods could not be more different. She had filled her side of the cart with staples—frozen meals, a case of her favorite soda, chocolate, cookies, and coffee
.
Tate filled his side with meats and vegetables and foods that needed actual preparation and cooking before they could be eaten. She was shocked that Tate never said a word about her food choices, though she ca
ught
a glimpse
as
his nose wrinkled in distaste a couple of times.

Once they checked out, she was shocked that her total was nearly twice what his was. Thankfully, he had given her two weeks rent in cash before they left the house, but restocking the kitchen consumed most of it. Maybe she should see about getting back into cooking and making her own frozen meals instead of buying the prepackaged ones.

“Tate?” she asked as they loaded the bags into the back of his truck.

“Yes, mate?”

“If you’re working three jobs, when do you have time to cook?”

He winked and smiled at her. “Cooking doesn’t have to take a lot of time if you’ve done the prep work ahead of time.”

“Uh
-
huh,” she returned, not believing him. She remembered how she would slave for hours to fix a gourmet meal on a weekend, only to have her husband suck it down in five minutes during commercials without once acknowledging all the hard work that went into preparing it.

Tate wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “Don’t worry, sugar. I’ll have you weaned off those plastic meals in no time.”

Before she could argue, he brushed a kiss over her temple before letting her go. She grabbed the side of the truck while her legs wobbled in reaction to his touch. He smiled and opened the door, as if he knew exactly how he affected her. Taking a deep breath, she climbed into the passenger’s seat and snapped her seat
belt into place while he closed the door and walked around the front of the truck.

As he drove home, Kimber tried to think of a way to bring Sunday’s family command appearance up.

“Whatever it is, just say it,” Tate said, startling her.

“How did you know I have something to talk to you about?”

“Your fingers are all knotted together in your lap
,
and I can almost see the smoke from your brain worrying too hard on something. So spill it,”
h
e said, reaching over and laying one big hand on her thigh.

She moaned when he squeezed her leg and slid his hand up her bare leg to the seam where leg met body. She gasped when he reached farther between her legs until the side of his little finger pressed against her clit through her thong.

She spread her legs to give him easier access as her pussy filled and overflowed, amazed to find herself still. She had had more sex in the last few hours than during the last three years of her marriage.

“Spill it, sugar, or I’m going to stop,” he threatened as he shifted his hand, his finger rubbing up and down between her puffy lower lips.

“My mother, oooo,” she started but stopped when his hand shifted so the pads of his first two fingers stroked up and down the outsides of her slit, pressing the puffy lips together over and around her clit.

“Go on,” he said. The touch of power in his voice had her melting even further into her seat.

“She wants you
—
wants us
—
to come for dinner Sunday night. Ohhhhh,” she finished on a moan as the two fingers slid deeper between her legs. Dropping her head back against the headrest, she wiggled as the tips brushed against the opening of her pussy but did not go any further.

When he did not answer, she rolled her head to look at him. Though he was concentrating on the light traffic around them, he also seemed to be deep in thought as his fingers continued to tease and tickle her wet, open entrance.

“What time?” he finally asked as he turned into their neighborhood.

“Everyone shows up at three, but we don’t usually eat until about five
thirty,” she moaned as she gave in and grabbed his wrist and tried to force his fingers to go where she needed them.

Instead he pulled his fingers away from her pussy. Kimber whined when he pulled his arm from her grip. Frowning at him, she watched as h
e
lifted his fingers to his lips and sucked them into his mouth, cleaning her juices from them. “Mmmm, good,” he said with a wink.

Without answering her, he turned off the engine and climbed from the truck. He did not speak as they unloaded the groceries from the truck and stored them in the kitchen. Once they put all the food away, he went into his room and changed into another Petey’s Pizzas shirt. Instead of following him around like a lovesick schoolgirl, Kimber went into her office and turned on her computer to check her e
-
mail. Hopefully she had received word from the new publisher who was thinking about hiring her to do their cover art.

She tried not to pout though she was miffed that Tate must not want to be seen with her. After all, she was so much older than he was and was beginning to look her age, though she was the only one who thought so.

Before she could log onto the Internet, footsteps sounded and Tate’s masculine scent surrounded her. She squeaked when her chair spun around.

“Let me think about the dinner, okay?” he said, leaning in and giving her a long, deep, wet kiss that melted her hurt feelings away.

“Okay,” she breathed, wrapping both arms around his neck as her sexual side began humming loudly again.

“I’ll call you if I can. Could you do me a favor and sleep in my bed tonight?” he asked before nipping her bottom lip.

“Okay,” she repeated, not letting go as he straightened.

He did not seem to feel her weight as he moved. Once she was on her feet, she tried to hump his thigh, but he held her hips several inches from his own.

He kissed her once more before stepping back. “I’ve got to go to work now,” he murmured, reaching up and pulling her arms from around his neck.

“Okay. Have a good night. Be safe,” she said, her mind lust-fogged.

As soon as he was gone, she planned on wearing out her purple vibrator, still amazed that she could be horny.

“Oh
,
and Kimber,” he said, looking over his shoulder from the doorway.

“Uh-huh,” she said
,
sinking back into her chair.

“You’re not allowed to come without me. So no playing with your neat little toys,” he ordered in a voice deep and low before striding out of sight.

“No…you’ve got to be kidding,” she whimpered.

The front door closing with a thud was her only answer.

Looking at the clock on her computer screen, she sighed. She needed to talk to Stacy and Gwen, but neither would be home for a couple of hours. Turning back to her computer, she checked her e
-
mail but found only junk wanting to sell her sex
-
enhancing drugs and a couple from women looking for dates.

“Don’t they realize I’m female?” she gr
umbled
as she deleted them.

* * * *

Tate pulled into the only convenience store between his new home and work. He bought the first soda he pulled from the barrel of iced
-
down cans and returned to his truck. Wrapping the soda in a rag, he laid it in his lap and pressed hard. As the cold penetrated his clothes and reached his cock, he hissed but did not move it away until he felt his cock begin to soften and shrivel.