Time For Pleasure (15 page)

“Babe, you look so sexy riding my dick,” he whispered.

And he looked sexier sitting there watching her. With his eyes glazed and his lips slightly parted. Their connection was strong and electrifying, and she was in heaven.

Sex with Ashton was like nothing she’d ever experienced. Kaelyn couldn’t think. All she could do was feel with him sucking her nipples, thrusting upward inside her pussy with long, hard strokes. He gripped her hips, holding her firmly in place as he thrust deeper. She was gasping for breath, her legs were trembling and yet there was no way she was stopping.

“I’m getting ready to come,” he hissed and then sucked sharply at her nipple.

“Yes, yes!” she cried and gave in to the volcano that was quickly erupting.

While Ashton continued to suck her nipples, one hand slipped between their moving bodies and his thumb found her clit and began to massage it in a circular motion that drove her crazy. Kaelyn twisted her hips in a plea for mercy but Ashton continued his assault of her clit.

“Ooh, yes!” she said and then she cried out and the walls of her pussy squeezed his cock, and a full body orgasm claimed her. “Ashton!” she screamed and bowed her back while continuing to ride him until the last wave. Kaelyn collapsed against him, spent, totally exhausted.

Wrapping his arms around her, Ashton pumped up hard, growling while he continued to stroke Kaelyn in and out through the swarming sensation. Finally, his hips stiffened and she felt the warm flood of his cum spill inside her. The explosion rocked her, and then their bodies burned and melted together.

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Ashton slipped out of the bed in the wee hours of the morning. He could barely stand, his body worn out from their sexcapade, not that he was complaining. He had indeed enjoyed every mind-blowing orgasm. They had made love three more times.

Was the woman trying to kill him with sex?

He chuckled. Or maybe they were trying to kill each other.

He moved into the bathroom then came back a few minutes later, a smile tugging his mouth, at the sight of Kaelyn still lying there. He climbed in beside her, then reached out and caressed her hair. She slept on her side facing him, the sheets draped low at her waist and her full breasts on display.

She was so beautiful he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

 
Ashton couldn’t sleep. He was just too anxious for what lay ahead. It was going to be far better than what they had shared tonight. Fabulous sex. But he wanted much more. A real relationship with a woman who he truly cared about.

Staring down at her, his chest tightened and his cock thickened. Damn he didn’t ever want to get enough of this woman. She was where he wanted her. In his bed lying beside him and he didn’t want to wake up another morning without her. Emotions pounded heavily at his chest and he could no longer deny what he was feeling.

Ashton laid down and drew her tightly into the circle of his arms. He closed his eyes and pressed his lips against her hair. “I love you,” he murmured.

“Hmmm, I love you too,” Kaelyn whispered.

His eyelids flew open and his body stilled. “Babe?”

“Huh?” she shifted onto her back and he looked down to see Kaelyn staring up at him.

“You’re awake.”

She giggled. “Yes, I’ve been awake for a while now. Just lying here with my eyes closed, trying to convince myself there was no way I could be in love with you so soon.”

His heart was pounding in his ear. “But?”

Reaching up, her hand caressed the side of his face. “But I can’t deny what I feel. And hearing you saying how you feel… that you love me …” her voice broke and he saw the tears glistening in her eyes.

“Babe, it’s okay. There is nothing wrong with what you are feeling… what either of us is feeling. In fact, it’s fucking fabulous!”

“It is?” she was laughing and crying at the same time.

“Yes it is,” he whispered, then brought his hand to her face, tilted her chin bringing her lips to his for a long hot kiss. He then drew back and reached over on the nightstand for his phone.

“Who are you calling?” she asked curiously.

“Mackenzie, I need to cancel plan B.”

Kaelyn sat up on the bed. “Plan B?”

He nodded. “If I hadn’t heard from you by morning the plan was for her to invite you to breakfast and I swoop in and kidnap you.”

“Kidnap me?” she shrieked.

He gave her a sheepish grin. “Yeah, I hadn’t quite figured out how I was going to do it, but Mackenzie was willing to help.”

Kaelyn laughed at the ridiculous idea. “I thought she was staying out of it.”

He shrugged. “She was, but I guess she hated seeing the both of us so miserable.”

Yes, she had definitely been that, but no more. “Yes, go ahead and call her.”

Ashton gazed at her for a long moment. “Part of me is hoping if Mackenzie sees what we have she might open up and allow a man to get close to her again.”

She snuggled comfortably on his chest and sighed. “I sure hope so.”

While she waited for him to dial Mackenzie’s number, Kaelyn wrapped her legs around him. Now that she had Ashton, she was never letting fear keep her from an amazing future.

Other Books By Angie Daniels

Feinin’
Big Spankable Asses Anthology
(interracial romance)

Tease (interracial romance)

Curious (Interracial romance)

Talk A Good Game

When It Rains

Love Uncovered

When I First Saw You

In the Company of My Sistahs

Trouble Loves Company

Careful of the Company You Keep

Intimate Intentions

Hart & Soul

Time is of the Essence

A Will to Love

Endless Enchantment

Destiny In Disguise

The Second Time Around

The Playboy’s Proposition

The Player’s Proposal

For You I Do

Before I Let You Go

In Her Neighbor’s Bed

Show Me

Any Man Will Do

Coming for My Baby

Strutting in Red Stilettos

Running to Love in Pink Stilettos

Say My Name

Every Second Counts

A Beau for Christmas

Do Me Baby

Naughty Before Christmas

Enjoy a Sneak Peak

CLAIMING WHAT’S MINE

Coming for Christmas 2014

Chapter One

Jennifer Simmons and her husband Shaun were heading to the register when she snapped her finger. “Baby, I forgot to get barbecue sauce.”

He smiled down at his wife’s adorable face. “Why don’t you go ahead and get in line while I go get some?”

Nodding, she tilted her chin and met Rob’s lips as he pressed them against hers in a sweet kiss and then he grinned. “I’ll be right back.”

He turned and headed down the grocery store aisle. He scanned the shelves for just the right sauce for his wife’s amazing ribs that she slow-cooked until they were practically falling off the bones. He was a lucky man. After he'd lost his wife to an aneurism, leaving him to raise three small kids on his own, he never thought he’d have a second chance at love. And then he met Jennifer during a fender bender and it had been the best seven years of his life. His children all had lives of their own. His daughter Sheyna was married to Jace Beaumont and the parents of his only grandchild JJ. Scott had recently married his beautiful fiancée Zanaa. And his son Darnell… Well, he wasn’t quite sure what he was doing except partying and dating as many women as he could fill on his calendar. Hopefully, he would soon be ready to settle down.

He spotted the condiments and was heading down the aisle when he spotted a little kid running in his direction.

“Chance, come back here!”

He spotted a woman pushing a shopping cart and before the little boy had a chance to rush past him, Shaun reached down and scooped him in his arms.

“Whoa! Slow down little tyke,” he said, causing the little boy to start laughing hysterically.

Smiling, he swung him around and the second he saw his face the air rushed from his lungs.

Mahogany skin, large chocolate eyes and a purple birthmark right behind his left ear. He stared in disbelief. Was it possible?

“Thank you so much for catching him,” the woman began, drawing his attention. “I knew the second I let him out of the cart he would start running around the store.”

He looked at the beautiful tall woman with butter-colored skin, light brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair and a wide smile.

“Boys are always a handful.”

“I’m starting to figure that out.” She held out her arms and the little boy practically dove into her arms. Even as he released him, he couldn't stop looking at the little boy. “I’m Liberty and this here is Chance.”

Reaching up he ruffled the little boy’s curls. It’s a pleasure meeting you both.” He dropped his hand and released a nervous laugh. “Forgive me for saying this, but can I ask who his father is?”

Her eyes widened. “Excuse me?”

"I’m sorry, but—”

“Shaun! There you are…” his wife said, interrupting. He swung around to spot her hurrying down the aisle pushing the cart. “I forgot to get cheese and lettuce for tacos tonight.” She stopped in front of him, looked at him and must have noticed the disturbed look on his face because her eyes traveled from him to Liberty.

“Hello,” she said and held out her hand. “I’m Jennifer and you are…?”

She forced a smile. “I’m Liberty Roth and this here is Chance.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet…” He realized the exact moment she looked at the little boy and realization sank in. “Oh my goodness! He looks just like Darnell.”

He nodded and was relieved that his wife agreed. “I was getting ready to say the same thing.”

Liberty looked confused. “Who’s Darnell?”

“My son. That’s his son, isn’t it?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know anyone named Darnell.” She lowered Chance back into the cart then glanced down at her watch. “I better get going. Thanks again for catching him for me. It was a pleasure meeting both of you. Chance, say bye.”

“Bye!” he cried then gave a goofy laugh and a familiar smile that caused Shaun’s stomach to clench. He knew that look anywhere. It had once belonged to his wife.

Liberty gave a quick wave, then turned and moved quickly down the aisle.

“You know she lying, right?” Jennifer replied.

“Yep. I don’t care what she says that little boy is my grandson.”

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“I’ll also have a slice of peach pie.” Sheyna said, completing her order and handing the waitress her menu.

“Sounds good. I’ll be back shortly with your iced tea.”

As soon as the perky young waitress left to help customers sitting at another table, Sheyna gazed across the table at her sister-in-law Bianca and grinned as she said, “You think Jaden suspects anything?”

Danica gave her a saucy grin as she pushed her reddish brown curl from her face. “He doesn’t have a clue. I want our anniversary to be a weekend he’ll never forget.”

“A weekend in Bermuda. Trust me, he’ll never suspect a thing.”

Smiling, she released a heavy sigh. “I just hope so. Although, I feel a little guilty planning a romantic weekend just to try and get my way.”

“Why not? There is nothing wrong with a woman using what she’s got to get what she wants.” Sheyna told her, shaking her head with an amused grin.

“We’re being bad.” Danica tilted her head to one side, considering the possibility with a nervous smile. “You and I both know that I gave up modeling to move here. I don’t think Jaden is going to like that I have decided to model again.”

Sheyna ignored the uncertainty in her voice. “But it’s not like you’re going back to hitting the runway. You’re just promoting your swimsuit design. Just tell him you’re on your way to being the next Kimora Lee Simmons.”

Danica folded her arms across her breasts. She didn’t look convinced.

Their waitress returned with their drinks. Sheyna heard her phone ringing. She scooped up her purple Dooney bag, dug in the side pocket and glanced down at the number across the screen. It was her father.

She signaled to Danica she was stepping out, then rose from her chair. “Hey Daddy,” she said merrily as she sauntered out of the restaurant and into the hall.

“Hello sweetheart. How’s everyone doing?”

“We’re good. JJ has a soccer game on Wednesday.”

“Don’t worry. You tell him his grandpa wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

She adored her father. He had been an amazing provider and adored his only grandson. She moved over to the window and stared out at the Sheraton Beach. Boats were docked all along the harbor. “What’s going on Daddy?” They usually talked at least once or twice a week, but they had just talked last night.

“I was trying to find Darnell and was wondering if you knew where he was?”

She gave a rude snort. “Probably with some chick.” Her youngest brother had a reputation of being a heartbreaker. She wasn’t sure if he’d ever settle down despite several attempts at fixing him up. “Have you tried Scott?”

“He wasn’t home when I called.” She didn’t miss the frustration in his voice.

“Daddy, what’s wrong?”

There was a slight hesitation. “This may sound crazy but I just ran into a woman at Walmart with a little boy who was the spitting image of Darnell.”

“What?” she gasped.

“It’s true!” she heard Jennifer yelling into the phone.

“How… what…” she took a deep breath and started again. “Is it one of his exes?”
And if so, which one
? There had been so many, she gave up trying to keep up years ago.

“She denies even knowing him, but a father knows his genes and that boy is my grandson. I’d bet my entire pension check on it.”

“Wow! You are serious.” Sheyna racked her brain trying to remember if there was anyone who stood out. “How old’s the little boy? Do you know the woman’s name?”

“The little boy… his name is Chance, looks to be around four and his mother is Liberty Roth.”

“Liberty Roth,” she mumbled repeatedly under her breath hoping that it sounded familiar, but it didn’t ring a bell. “The name doesn’t sound familiar.”

“That boy has a lot of explaining to do. You know how I feel about my sons taking care of their responsibilities,” he said, and there was no mistaking the disappointment.

“Daddy, I’m sure Darnell has a good explanation. In fact, maybe he doesn’t even know he has a child.”
Until I found out otherwise, I was going to try and give him the benefit of a doubt
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“I sure hope so. Well, if you get in touch with your brother have him call me.”

“I will Daddy. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

Sheyna ended the call, her brain racing with possibilities. Was it possible? She had a nephew to spoil. Jace had several nieces and nephews that he adored, but this little boy was possibly a Simmons. And that made it worth finding out.