Saving Grace (14 page)

There’s a scared look in her eye that makes me see red. If
anyone’s hurt her I’ll kill ‘
em
.

“Not here,” she says, looking around.

It’s about three in the afternoon and the gym is packed.
That look on her face is killing me. I want to pull her into my arms but she’s
wearing a pretty blue dress I’m guessing is silk. She wouldn’t appreciate me
ruining it. I take her hand instead.

“In the office,” I say, motioning Ryder and Lake to follow.
I have a feeling I’m going to need them.

I push her into my chair and sit on the edge of the desk.

“Talk to me, Honor.”

She looks shaken now and I hate that. It makes me want to
rage.

“I got home. Got something to eat.”

This close after lunch? I know what that means and I turn to
glare at Ryder who just shrugs.

“Then I wanted to change and I went to my bedroom.”

Her voice drops so low I’m actually afraid to hear the rest
and look her over carefully. No bruises. No cuts. But something has scared her
badly.

“There were roses everywhere. Red and black. That wasn’t you
was it?” She actually looks hopeful and I don’t blame her. I’ve gone frigid.

“What did the police say?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “I didn’t call them. I locked the door
behind me and came straight here.”

I can’t begin to say how much that pleases me. Finally.
She’s coming to me. This song and dance between us can end and get real. I’ve
never wanted anything in my life as much as I want Honor. But I don’t want to
scare her off before it’s a done deal either.

“Give Ryder your keys. He’ll call the cops and we’ll meet
them after I get cleaned up.”

She opens her mouth and I know it’s to protest. I shake my
head. She isn’t winning this time. Sighing, she pulls her keys out and tosses
them to Ryder. He waits for my nod before leaving.

“On the door,” I tell Lake.

He’ll stick close by until this is taken care of. I’m not
taking any risks with Honor’s life. Lake walks out and closes the door behind
him. I’m alone. With Honor. It’s about damned time. I turn back to look at her
and see the nervousness on her face. She’s afraid of giving into the chemistry
between us and she should be. I’m looking forward to drawing this out, building
the anticipation. I trail my fingers down the side of her face. Heat grows in
her eyes as a tremor wracks her body.

I want to wait this first time. I want to make her feel
incredible. Cherished. I absolutely should not fuck her in my office. Or in the
shower in the adjoining bathroom. I take her hands and tug her to her feet, but
when I bend my head to kiss her she stops me with a hand over my mouth.

“Not like this,” she whispers. “Not here.”

“Just a kiss, sweetheart. I just want one little kiss.”

We both know that’s not true and she actually smiles.
 

“Liar,” she teases as she steps away from me.

I consider her words for half a second but…hell no. I’m a
domineering man. I demand obedience from everyone around me. And she won’t be
any different. I don’t bother arguing. I just pick her up and carry her into
the bathroom. Shower sex it is. I’m burning up just thinking about it. When I
set her down, she looks shocked, outraged. But she’s also flushed. Her eyes
bright and dazed. I wonder how far I can push her.

“I want you naked,” I whisper. “On your knees sucking my
cock.”

Dear God, the look on her face. It’s one I know well. I like
my women submissive. Obedient. I’d worried that is something I need to ease
Honor into. But I don’t think so.

“Strip,” I order her.

Her eyes get wide and for a minute I think she’s going to
refuse. Then she grabs the hem of that very pretty dress and pulls it over her
head. I groan when I see her in a white lacy bra and panty set. She looks
downright virginal. I hope like hell that isn’t the case. I’ve waited too damned
long for her. This is not going to be sweet and gentle. I wave my hand at her.

“The rest.”

She whimpers and now I’m a little worried. I need her to
submit to me, but I’m not into force or coercion.

“Honor. If you’re not ready for this…” It kills me to offer
the out.

And thank God, she doesn’t take it. She looks me dead in the
eye while she reaches around her back to unhook her bra. My jaw damn near drops
when she slips it off. Her tits are a perfect handful and her nipples are
pierced. I never would have guessed that. She seems so sweet and innocent.
Obviously I don’t know her as well as I thought. She shimmies out of her
underwear and I turn my finger. She twirls around for me and again I’m
surprised. She has a large flower tattooed between her shoulder blades. When
she faces me again I motion her forward.

“Come here, baby.”

She frowns a little as she steps forward. “Why am I the only
one naked?”

“Because as soon as take my jeans off, I’ll be inside you.
Are you ready for that?”

All thoughts of her sucking my cock fly out the window at
that thought. I want inside her.
Now.

“You on the pill, sweetheart?”

Her eyes grow wide. I curse silently, expecting a negative,
but she nods.

“Well, the shot,” she says.

I groan. Jesus God. I can come in her sweet little cunt
bareback. And that makes me think about things I shouldn’t. I’m keeping Honor.
She’s mine. I may need some incentive though. Get her pregnant and I have the
perfect excuse, don’t I? If it was any other woman I’d be horrified at the
thought, but I’ve already considered it. I know one day she’ll want kids. I
know I look like lousy father material but I also know I’ll be a damned sight
better than mine was. Or hers.

“How long?” I ask, eager to get this show on the road.

She gives me a confused look. “Till what?”

“Until the shot…expires or whatever it does,” I say.

“A couple weeks,” she whispers.

I have to find a way to stop her getting a new one. But I’ll
worry about that later. I set one hand on her hip and move the other between
her legs. She’s neatly trimmed but I hope I can talk her into going bare. When
I spread the lips on her pussy, I find another surprise. Her clit is pierced.

“You’re killing me, Honor,” I whisper.

Just how kinky is she? A lot I hope. I don’t want to share
her, but under the right circumstances I might. And watching? I have no problem
with people watching us. It’s a turn on.

“I’m killing you?” she pants. “You’ve been after me forever.
What the hell are you waiting for?”

I like the need I hear in her voice and I can’t deny it. I
get out of my jeans and step to the shower. When it’s warm enough for her
delicate skin, I pull her in with me. She presses up against me and it takes
every ounce of control I have not to slam into her. She’s hot but she can’t be
ready for me yet. I cup the back of her head and kiss her. Fuck. Me. She’s so
damn sweet. And she meets my tongue stroke for stroke rubbing those gorgeous
tits against my chest as she does. I slip my thigh between her legs and rub
against her pussy and she jerks. Her head falling back as she shakes and an
expression of pure bliss comes over her face.

Who knew she’d come so quickly? So easily. Though, fuck, we
have basically been in an extended state of foreplay the last few months. I
hold her steady as I step back enough to check her
readinesss
.
She’s wet, clenches around my fingers as I thrust them in. Thank fucking God. I
lift her and turn her back to the tile wall and she meets my gaze, eyes wide.

“I’m too heavy,” she whispers and I have to laugh. She’s light
as a feather.

“No you aren’t. Get ready, sweetheart.”

I fit the head of my cock to her entrance and push in
slowly. She’s so damned tight I have no idea how I’m gonna last long enough to
make her come again.

“Hold your nipples for me, baby. Offer your pretty tits to
me.”

Her eyes get hazy and she lifts her hands, cupping her
breasts and holding them up for my mouth. That is so fucking hot. I bend my
head, lick over one before moving to the other and sucking it into my mouth.
Her cunt squeezes my cock.