Forever's Affection (Forever In Luck Series Book 3) (20 page)

Jules’s
face took on a deep look of satisfaction. “We will pay top dollar for a picture
of that. Name your price.”

*****

Opening
the door to the house, Kris let his nose lead the way. Something smelled damn
good. Walking into the dining room, he stopped.
Plates, not
bowls, forks, not spoons
, a salad, not cereal. Hot damn, they were
eating tonight! Wait…candles?
Hmmm.
He looked around,
no toys spread out, no nascent chattering, no little girl.
Whooohooo
!
Dinner and dessert, yes.
Wait, it could be appetizer,
dinner, and dessert, or dessert, dinner, dessert. “
Ohhhh
Daaaanniiii
, where
arrrrre
youuuuu
?” he called out feeling playful.

“In
the laundry room,” she yelled back.

Hehehehe
, come here my
pretty. Stopping at the fridge, he went to grab a beer, when he spied the
bottle of wine chilling. Yes! Now we’re cooking. He was glad he’d showered and
changed before coming over. Heading to the laundry room, he stopped in the
doorway.
Hooooly
shit! She had on an olive green
muscle shirt and a camouflaged mini skirt, and…and…her legs went on forever.
Rolling up his tongue and lapping his mouth, he took her in from bottom to top
and pleaded with her when their eyes met. “I want eggs, please say were having
eggs.”

CHAPTER 10

Laughing,
she shook her head at his apparent desperation. “We’re going to try, see if we
can do it without breaking the yolk and making a mess of things. Your sister said
I had to wear this get up and I’m supposed to tell you that you can thank her
later.”

Thrilled
with this turn of events, he started laughing as he walked towards her. Taking
the towel she was folding from her hands, he tossed it in the air and kissed her
on the lips. Picking her up, he headed for the bedroom.

Passing
through the kitchen, Dani stopped him. “Wait, the roast, I have to do what
Jules said or I won’t know how to do it.”

Nope, no way.
He was not
losing out over a lump of protein. “How much time is left?”

Looking
at the clock, she said, “Half an hour in the oven, then twenty minutes resting
on a plate.”

Setting
her down, he turned off the oven and pulled the roast out, setting it on top
and covering it with tinfoil. Turning back, he picked her up and headed for the
bedroom.

Looking
at him, she scowled. “That had potential you know, now it’s ruined. What am I
supposed to tell Jules?”

He
didn’t give a damn about some old
roast,
they could
have Cheerios for all he cared. “Tell her I was hungry for eggs, and it’s not
ruined, it’ll continue to cook on the stove while Chicken Little and I try and
figure out if the sky’s falling or not.”

“I
don’t want you to be disappointed,” she responded weakly.

Standing
by the bed, he looked in her eyes, “Dani, you’ve already exceeded my
expectations tonight, so no chance of that. We have our code words, what else,
positions, talking, what?” She shrunk in her skin and he saw it.

“
Ummm
...”

Okay,
asking was not going to work, he was going to have to go on a fishing expedition
to figure this out. “I have an idea,” he said, as natural as can be. “We’ve
touched a little, how about I just touch you more and you tell me if it works
for you or not, then we’ll put the rest together when we know what’s good and
what’s not?” Please say yes, he damn near begged aloud.

“Okay…yeah,”
she answered, sounding a bit unsure. “I think that would be okay.”

Hallelujah!
He needed to be thankful she was willing to go with the things he suggested
they try. “Alright, here we go.”

Laying
her on the bed in the dim light of the setting sun, he stripped down to his
boxer briefs and started by rubbing her feet. Watching her relax, he took his
time.
“We good?”

“Sunny
side up,” she answered, opening heavy eyes and staring at him warmly.

Perfect.
One hand on her ankle, he slid the other hand up to her knee, then bent and
lifted her leg as he began to put tiny kisses all over it, making his way up
higher. Stopping at the knee, he switched to the other leg, slowly making his
way up. Reaching her knee, he stopped. How was that?

“Sunny side up.”

She
was looking super relaxed and her eyes a little dazed. Nice. Taking one of her
hands, he massaged and kissed her fingers, then worked his way up to her neck,
then switched to the other side and did the same. Now her neck and face, her
lips, lots of kissing on the lips, her ear, her shoulder, her collarbone. More
of the neck as he slid his hand up her side and along her breast. She squirmed
with that, so he checked in, “We okay?”

“
Ummm
, yeah,
sunny—gulp—side up.”

“You
sure, cause I don’t want to misread the cues?”

“Take
off my shirt.”

She
was breathing fast. “
Ahh
, you—

“Don’t
argue with me,” she snapped. “You want it off, and I want you to take it off,
now take it off!”

Okay,
he prayed she wasn’t rushing it. Leaning over her, he kissed her tummy as he
slowly worked her shirt up, then off.
Heeeellllooo
cupcakes with cherries on top!
Nice, no battle armor to
wrestle with and get off, just abundant handfuls of plush goodness in God’s
gift to man.
He was a lucky, lucky man, and he knew it.

Kissing
all around her erogenous zones, he caressed and touched her with care, until he
couldn’t take it
anymore,
he had to have a taste. She
moaned when his tongue touched her, and he felt like he’d just scored the
winning goal at the Super Bowl.

“Sunny
side up, really sunny up here,” she said, giving him the green light.

Score!
He was on
it,
he went to town and loved every minute
of it. This was no chore. On things went, moving along nicely, until his hand
went to her thigh.

“Kris,”
she cried out, as she panted. “Kris,” she yelled, “I want hard boiled, but all
I’m getting is scrambled!”

He
was there, next to her, soothing her. “Alright, over-easy, slow it
down,
tell me what’s going on while it’s happening.

“I
can’t move or get away, I’m trying but I can’t, and my arms are stuck, I can’t
make it stop. When I say stop, it doesn’t, there’s just pain.”

Listening
to her, he prayed he got it right. “Okay, I’ve got you, your safe. Those are
all fears over loss of power and control. Let’s fix this by giving you
control.”

“How,”
she cried frantically, turning to him. “I can barely think the way it is, how
can I be in control of this?”

He
chuckled and reached for the little lamp on the nightstand, clicking it
on,
he looked at her, then gave her a little kiss soothing
her. “Dani, you’re a pro at this, you don’t need to think about it. Come here,”
he said reaching for her. “Let me help you, we need to lose the skirt though.
Whoa Nelly, do you have an aversion to undergarments or something, because my
mind is never going to be the same. Damn, you’re my kind of woman.”

“No,
I wear them,” she said with a sniffle, as she finished pulling off the skirt.
“I just didn’t need any distractions tonight.”

Off
came his briefs. Kissing her, he said, “Nothing like planning ahead, I always
knew you were smart. Come here.”

Hands
on his chest, she pushed herself back and looked at him strangely. “Wait, you
think I’m smart?”

“Ding, ding, ding, ding!
Winner, winner,
chicken dinner, give the girl the prize. Yes, I think you’re smart! You’re the
smartest, most interesting person I’ve ever met, who just so happens to be a
woman, remember? I told you that when we were looking at my gun collection, but
you wouldn’t believe me.”

“But
I’m illiterate, you didn’t know that then, but you do now.”

“Ah
yeah, so what if I do. Sorry to disappoint you when I say, in my eyes, your
ability to read or write has no bearing on your intelligence. I can’t steer a
horse, or trick ride, or shoot mounted on a running horse, does that mean I’m not
smart? There are so many things you can do, that others who can read and write
can’t, that it just evens out in the end.”

“Honestly, we’re
all hoping your developing
an affection
for him,
because we know he has for you.”

Oh
yeah, she definitely was. Looking in his eyes, she said, “I knew I left Wyoming
for a reason.”

Smiling,
he wiggled his eyebrows at her, making her laugh.

Giving
her a quick peck on the lips, he said, “Let’s see if we can give you another
reason to stay.” Pulling her on top of him, he explained the rationale. “Now
see, by being on top all those fears are baseless, you can move on and off,
your arms aren’t held down, and you get to call the shots when it comes to us
being together, if it hurts you can stop. And the best part, I’m free to enjoy
these, and
boy do
I like these.”

Rolling
her eyes, she shook her head. “So you’re into boobs?”

“Hell
yeah, and these are phenomenal.”

“I
guess I don’t get it,” she said unimpressed.
“There just
boobs.”

He
spluttered at her apparent lack of understanding. “Women don’t get it because
they got them, men don’t and we want them. Plain and simple, and they’re not
just blah, blah boobs, they’re more than that,” he said affectionately, then
proceeded to illustrate his meaning with a demonstration. “They’re soft, and
warm, and snuggly, and cuddly, and round. They jiggle, and bounce, and you can
squeeze them, and kiss them, and hug them, and love them, and they have these
cool little buttons on them you can fiddle with. You can taste them, and lick
them, and suck them, and if you do all that, you hear really cool sounds that
make other cool and wonderful things happen, which makes them the greatest
invention known to man, and I love, love, love them, period, end of story.”

She
couldn’t help but laugh as he talked succinctly through his lust. “Well then,
far be it for me to have them and deny you you’re heart’s desire. That would be
downright cruel. They’re all yours, go for it.”

Pausing
a moment, he lie there looking up at her, then his face took on a slow and
wicked grin. “Kiss me,” he demanded, flicking his head back, urging her
forward.

Grinning,
she teased him by blowing him a kiss, knowing full well she was taunting him.

Having
none of that, he sat up quickly, holding her in his strong arms so she didn’t
fall back, and darned if that didn’t position him right at heaven’s front door.
All she had to do was lower
herself
onto him and the
two would become one. He knew it, and he waited as the two of them looked into
each other’s eyes. Putting one arm around his neck and a hand on his heart, she
slowly went down, ensconcing him within, her mind reveling in the perfectness
of him.

She
hadn’t ever imagined it could be like this, she’d always envisioned herself in
the dark, pinned or held down, and it wouldn’t stop, she would yell for it to
stop, but it never stopped.

Having
slid right in, she settled onto him with a stuttered breath. It didn’t hurt. He
didn’t hurt, and she was so happy she fought back tears. She’d done it, she’d
really done it! Actually, if she were to be honest, it felt kind of good, and
that was so damn amazing in and of
itself
. She was
reclaiming this part of her life here and now! Feeling triumphant, she leaned
forward to kiss him, their positions naturally shifting and moving, sending a
nice little tingle through her. Oh, was that ever nice. Wanting more, she moved
again, sighing deeply at the sensation of pleasant friction.

Voice
strained, he checked in, “We good?”

“Wicked
good,” she answered with a breathy pant, and he grunted deeply.

“Can
I help you move, gorgeous?” He was practically begging. “
‘Cause
I really need us to move?”

She
nodded, biting her bottom lip. “
Mmhmm
, help…me,” she
urged softly.

“Oh yeah, on board with that.”
His hands slid
from her waist to her hips, and he helped her rock back and forth, timing his
thrusts to match the rhythm.

Her
hands having moved to his shoulders, she was naturally pulled forward as he
leaned back onto the pillows. This was way nice, she thought, better than she’d
expected. She was free and could move easily. It was just as he said it would
be and she loved it, because as he’d pointed out, she was a pro in this
position. Getting into it, she rolled her hips to the rhythm he’d set and it
was his turn to moan, making her aware of the power she held.

Lifting
his hands, he brought them to her breasts and regaled her with a rendition of
his earlier demonstration, taking his time, doing things right, and she had to
admit he wasn’t kidding when he said he loved, loved, loved them. Lucky her,
because she’d won the jackpot with this one, that felt damn good.

Looking
up to her with a little smile, he stretched and kissed her passionately. Moving
to her ear, he said softly, “You like?”

Unable
to speak, only feel, she nodded her head, then closed her eyes in an attempt to
stay in the moment.

Kissing
his way down her neck, he went back to touching and feeling her up right and
she began to work harder, struggling to reach the pinnacle of that ever elusive
peak.

Breathing
heavy, the momentum progressing, he reached for her hips. “Gorgeous…I’m going
to have to help you, okay? You’re so good I’m about to go. Stay with me, keep
going.”

Ohhhh
,
mmmm
, he was right, this felt wonderful… Unable to talk,
she nodded rapidly and kept swinging her hips as he’d told her to. Sliding a
hand from her hip to her abdomen, he did something wild with his thumb and
forefinger, and she snapped, her eyes slamming shut. The sensational
release helping her express
her appreciation for his skill
and forte as she flew apart. “
Ohhh
—Kris—” A wonderful
wave of “give me more of that, please” rolled through her, making her outsides
tense up, while her insides pulsed with pleasure. Stretching, he found her
mouth and kissed her deeply as she relaxed onto him, wrapping her arms around
his neck