Freedom in the Smokies (14 page)

Grandmother Winston had always been so stuffy, she’d forced Kaitlyn to sit at a huge dining room table and mind her manners, including not speaking unless she was asked a direct question. The memory made her shiver and Micah rubbed her arms where goose bumps had formed.

George wandered in from the attached living room. His brow furrowed when he saw her. “You okay, squirt?”

“Yep.” She wiped the back of her hand across her eyes.

“You sure? I thought you’d burn off some of your stress with those horses.”

“I did.” She glanced at Micah, feeling a flush cover her face as she recalled how much “stress” she’d actually burned. She turned back to George. “I’m gonna take a shower and get cleaned up. Can we talk after?”

“Of course.” He beamed. “I’ll be here.”

Micah tugged her arm and led her to his wing of the house and straight into the master bath. “You do realize this is a ridiculously large bathroom for a guy, right?”

He reached into the enormous sunken tub in the center of the room and turned on the faucet. “Well, I’m not the only one using it now, am I?” His grin was infectious as he stalked back toward her with a suggestive look she recognized as his “come hither” expression.

He’d been trailing her for two hours, graciously keeping his hands to himself while he helped her work with the horses. She’d been aware of her lack of undergarments the entire time and now that they were once again alone, her nipples pebbled against the tight T-shirt she wore, her breasts seeming to swell against the cotton.

She breathed deep as he approached.

Micah peeled off her jacket and dropped it to the floor. “Thought you’d like a nice soak. You have to be sore. I’ve been mauling you like a wolf.” He chuckled.

“Heaven.” She turned toward the steaming tub and shucked her clothes and shoes in seconds.

After testing the water with one toe, she climbed in and sank down onto the bottom. The water sluiced around her, not reaching much past her belly yet.

Micah sat on the edge and handed her the shampoo. “Are you going to talk to George, baby?” He raised one eyebrow in question. “You’ll feel better knowing the answers to all your questions. Hell, even if the man isn’t your father, he might have an idea who is.”

“Yeah, I know. I’ve been putting it off.” She dipped her head under the faucet to wet her hair and then worked in the shampoo. When she peeked at Micah, she grimaced. “You’re staring. It’s disconcerting to sit here naked with you looking at me.”

“You’re beautiful.” He gazed into her eyes. “I’ll never get enough of you, visually or otherwise.”

As the water reached her nipples, they beaded. She quickly rinsed her hair under the faucet and looked back at Micah. He hadn’t moved. His hungry gaze roamed her body and a flush raced over her chest and up her neck. She moaned. How could he get her so aroused by staring?

“Play with yourself, baby,” he whispered. His voice was deep and sexy.

“Huh?” Was he kidding? She’d never done such a thing alone in the bath, let alone with an audience.

“I’m hardly what I’d call an audience.”

Kaitlyn flinched as he read her mind.

“It’s really tough at first to block one’s mate when aroused. I can read your every thought. I know this is new to you, but that makes me hornier than ever. And…” he lifted his gaze to her face, “…it makes you hotter also. I can smell your arousal and it jumped up two notches when I mentioned masturbating for me.” He winked.

Kaitlyn shook her head. She wasn’t about to deny his words. In fact, she had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from moaning while he verbally made things worse, but that didn’t mean she could perform.

He reached around her and flipped off the water.

Kaitlyn cleared her throat. “Don’t you have some bubble bath or something?” She looked down at her nakedness beneath the water and pressed her knees together tighter.

“Yeah, but I’m not giving it to you. I want to see your perfect sexy body while you get yourself off under the water.”

“Yeah, about that. I didn’t consent to any such thing. That’s out of my comfort zone.” Then she remembered she’d made a deal with him. “Wait. Is this my half of the secret bargain you made in the barn?”

“Yep. I want to watch you come undone at your own hands.” He dipped his fingers into the water and wiggled them in a path toward her.

She held her breath while he approached as though his touch would burn her skin. In a way it did. The second he grazed her nipple with his fingers, she felt the heat all the way to her core. “It’s easy,” he mumbled. “I’ll direct you.”

Kaitlyn stiffened. Could she do this? His voice drew her in. Low, seductive, enticing as hell. It was hard to turn the man down when he spoke like that. When the two of them were alone, she was putty in his hands. Why did it seem as soon as they left the “bedroom” he became a bossy pain in her ass? On second thought, he was bossy in private too. She understood he just wanted to take care of her, but he needed to know she could take care of herself. No way in hell was she going to tolerate his mandates…other than where they pertained to sex. There was a fine line. And the look in his eyes told her he was about to cross that line once again.

“Cup your breasts with both hands, baby.”

She hesitated, but his penetrating gaze made her squirm with need. When he licked his lips, she did as he’d said.

She dragged both hands up her torso until her breasts lay in her palms, her chest heaving. The water suddenly felt warmer.

“Flick your thumbs over your nipples.” His voice was gravelly.

She did, and it felt so good she moaned while her head fell back against the side of the porcelain. She closed her eyes and imagined the hands were Micah’s, his thumbs grazing her sensitive skin.

“Pinch the tips, baby. Squeeze those nipples until the slight pain arouses you further.”

Oh God
. She moaned again and lifted her torso off the bottom of the tub.

“That’s so sexy.” His voice was deeper now. “Spread your legs.”

She complied as though unable to stop herself. She’d do anything for this man. Not to mention he was making her hornier than hell.

“That’s it. Now, lift your ankles over the sides.”

Kaitlyn stiffened. She’d be so open to him in that position. Her neck rolled back and forth against the edge of the tub, the pressure on her shoulder muscles the only thing grounding her to reality.

After she lifted both legs over the sides, she heard heavier breathing coming from her mate. It only served to urge her on. Without waiting for his next instructions, she ran her hands down her torso until she met the V of her wide-open legs. She ran one finger through the slit of her pussy and then circled her clit until she couldn’t stand the buildup and had to rub the little nub directly, the friction making her gasp and lift her head. She glanced down at her lurid position and sucked in a breath.

“That’s it, baby. Stroke your clit for me. Press the fingers of your other hand inside your pussy. Fuck yourself with them.”

Kaitlyn lifted her gaze to Micah and found him naked, propped on the edge of the tub. He had his cock in his hand and leisurely stroked the length from the tip to the base.

When his gaze met hers, she swallowed. God, he was sexy.

“Don’t stop, baby. I’m enjoying the show.”

She pushed two fingers inside her warm center and twisted them around, learning herself. When she accidentally grazed her G-spot, she nearly shot off the bottom of the tub. “Ohhh.” Her moan filled the silence.

She wasn’t going to last. She didn’t even want to. All modesty had fled the room the moment she’d agreed to let Micah command her to masturbate. While she flicked her fingers rapidly over her G-spot, she pinched her clit with her other hand. The pleasure/pain was intense. So many sensations firing all at once. Finally, she lifted her butt off the bottom and let loose. The orgasm that swept through her was intense. Her legs shook violently in an attempt to support her whole body with her ankles.

She couldn’t stop touching herself, riding the waves of the pulsing orgasm until it completely subsided and the touch of her fingers on her clit became too sensitive.

When she finally opened her eyes, she gazed at the man frozen in front of her. He still held his cock in his grip, but he wasn’t stroking any longer. His gaze was plastered on her face.

He swallowed and cleared his throat. “That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I almost came without touching myself.”

“You are touching yourself,” she teased and nodded toward his length. “And you’re pretty damn hot doing that, yourself.” She eased her legs back into the tepid water and sat upright. “My turn.”

His eyebrows lifted.

She glanced again at his length. “Show me how you like to be touched, Mic. The information might come in handy someday.” She smiled.

Micah moved, slow at first and then with more abandon. With one hand he gripped his dick and stroked the length. With the other, he held his balls in his palm and used his thumb to manipulate them. It would take some education on her end to understand how much pressure she could apply to his sac.

No wonder he’d wanted her to get off for him. This was hot. As his breaths increased, so did the speed of his hands. Expert fingers lifted from the base to the tip of his cock, gathering the precome leaking from the head with each pass.

Kaitlyn leaned forward. She wanted a better view. She licked her lips. Nope. She wanted to take over.

Without asking, she twisted around until she was on her knees in front of him, brushed his hands aside and sucked his cock into her mouth.

Micah squeaked like a tiny animal. “Kait! You should warn a guy before you do that.”

She released his dick after her first suck and licked along the bulging vein running down the front. When she returned to the tip, she licked the drop of come off, tasting him thoroughly. Salty, masculine, Micah. His flavor was intoxicating and she moaned around his length as she sucked him back into her mouth.

Placing both hands on his thighs, she gripped his firm muscles and enjoyed the blowjob. She’d sucked him off last night, but it had been dark. Here, in the light of day, she could more thoroughly enjoy his length. With each pass, she changed the pressure, sometimes sucking firmly and other times barely grazing him with her tongue and teeth. She reached to fondle his sac with one hand, weighing it and gently rolling the tight balls between her fingers.

“Lord, baby.” He groaned around the words. His body grew rigid beneath her touch. “I’m gonna come. I’m so close.” He gripped her face with both hands and tugged, but she shook him off. She wanted to suck him dry, swallow everything he had to give.

“Kait,” he warned. But it was too late. He released her cheeks and gripped the sides of the tub. She could feel the rumble erupting inside him before he came. The moan he emitted as his cock shot down her throat was intense. It came from deep inside. The vibrations shook her as he pulsed into her mouth.

She took everything he gave, swallowing with a confidence she hadn’t known existed. When he finally relaxed his muscles, she released him with a soft pop.

Micah grasped her face again and stared into her eyes with an intensity she hadn’t yet seen from him. “I’m falling in love with you.”

“We met yesterday.” She knew the feeling though. It was the same for her. Even though they’d known each other only one day, it was the way of wolves. That was something she’d learned as a teenager spending her days in a barn filled with wolves. When they met their mates, the results were always swift and definite.

“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. All soft and sweet and innocent on the surface. All fire and vinegar and serious on the inside. I want to know everything about you.”

“You will,” she mumbled. “In time.” As she would him.

Micah released her momentarily to step into the tub. He twisted her around and sat with his back to the wall, pulling her to sit between his legs. When she relaxed against his chest, a renewed erection grew against her ass. She squirmed.

“Hold still, imp. I need to recover from that bad-ass blowjob.” He chuckled and gripped her tighter.

He wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in his strength. “Next time, I’m gonna watch you masturbate on the bed where I can watch from between your legs. I want a better view.”

“Why don’t those words make me more nervous?”
She couldn’t bring herself to speak out loud. She was busy swallowing her shock. He was so blunt.

He chuckled. “You’ll get used to me. I’m ornery and I’ll always say what I want. You will too. I don’t ever want you to hold back your feelings to spare mine. If you want something I’m not giving you, ask for it. If you want me to stop something, tell me. I’ll ask a lot of you sexually, push you to new limits every day, but if I make you uncomfortable instead of horny, let me know. Okay?”

She nodded against him. She couldn’t imagine a scenario anymore that would make her uneasy with him. If someone had asked her yesterday if she’d engage in any of the things she’d done since then, she’d have laughed them out the door. But that was then. This was now. Micah was her mate. He adored her and she knew deep down he’d never hurt her or humiliate her or ask anything of her she couldn’t handle.