A sense of wild triumph zinged around Katherine's brain. She had his attention after all. It was a huge step forward, but where did it get her if he wasn’t prepared to act on it? And she knew she was being selfish as hell, but for some reason, she just couldn't stop talking.
"So you think I need your protection now?" she flung at him.
"It’s the last thing on my mind." The emphatic beat of his voice was like thunder in her ears, thunder in her heart. "I mean, I think you need someone to be there for you, especially now. But I don't mean protection in a big brotherly way... Whatever you mean by that"
Katherine rolled her eyes. She wanted action. And she got action aplenty. He stepped closer, scooping her body around to face him. The hand that had seized her arm lifted, its fingers raking through her hair, dragging her head back so that it was tilted up to his. The raw desire flaring from his eyes made her stomach quiver in anticipatio
"Oh really?" Katherine said. "Then please tell me how. Because obviously I'm doing it wrong""There is no right or wrong way, Kat. You just have to let yourself heal""You can't tell me how to heal, Jensen" Katherine said. And from the way her voice sounded, he knew she was starting to cry. All the pent up emotions she was trying so hide to repress suddenly coming back in full force."My father is dead, Jensen" Katherine continued. The tears flowing freely now. "I'm never going to see him again. Did I tell you that I didn't even get to say goodbye? Well, I didn't. Because I didn't want to accept that he was dying. I didn't get to say goodbye to my father. So please don't try to tell me how to grief. He wanted me to move on and be happy and that's what I'm going to do"Unable to watch her hurt like this, Jensen pulled her to him and wrapped his hand around her. She tried to move away at first,
Katherine didn’t move. She couldn’t. She felt frozen. The faint sense of disorientation she’d felt when she’d first woken up seemed to be paralysing her ability to speak. For some reason she felt like she needed time to pull herself together.After making a fool of herself the last time they had talked, she had assumed that the next time they talked, it would be on her terms, not his."Damm it, Kat" She heard him swear. "Kat, I know you’re in there. Your mother was kind enough to tell me you’d be home today." His voice was becoming more impatient. "Come on, open the door. Do you want me to be arrested for soliciting or some such thing?"Anyone less likely to allow himself to be arrested for soliciting Katherine could hardly imagine. Jensen Packard was far too sure of himself for that. Besides which, that was just an excuse to get her to open the door."I’m not even dressed yet, Jensen" she blurted at las
Katherine looked away from his cold stare. Despite her best efforts, she was trembling, and she hoped like hell that he couldn’t see it.It wasn’t a total shock to her, of course. She had somehow known that it was going to come to this. Especially when she had told him she couldn't be with him because she didn't know if she could trust him."I have been thinking a lot" Jensen continued. "And I think that I deserve better... From you. Damn it, I call and text and you ignore. I might have screwed up really bad in the past and God knows I'm sorry about that and if I could I'd change it but I have done everything... Everything since you got back just to prove how much I want you but somehow I keep getting no as an answer. Something just keeps getting in the way and... ""The last time YOU got in the way... You are the one who said no" Katherine snapped at him. "But you are really good at that, aren't you? You kee
"What else is there?" Katherine replied. "I can't force you to stay"."You could make me... If you wanted to" he said.She didn't reply. Tilting her head up to his, she stared back at him and he felt an unwilling twinge of admiration for the way she was handling herself now. A twinge of admiration, yes—and something else, something he didn’t even want to put a name to. Something that had him suddenly moving to close the space between them.The bath was at her back and Katherine had nowhere to go. He smiled inwardly. So when he put out his hand and looped his fingers behind her neck, she could only stand there and let him look down at her with what she was sure was a mixture of amusement and derision in his eyes."How about this?" he suggested, "You could do this". His voice rougher than before, and, before she could anticipate what he was about to do, he’d bent towards her and
She buried her hands in his hair, sinking her hands into him, pushing his face in tandem with her need to strum her to the next level—“Oh, Jensen!” she murmured, fucking his tongue, which licked her, hard, dead center on her nub. His tongue opened up, hot flesh on hers, as he gave her focused and expansive flesh play.Two different sensations tipped her completely over as every muscle tensed, her dripping hole clinging to his finger, riding his face like a stallion, his tongue working hard to keep her frenzy going.“There! Oh Right there, Jensen” she groaned, hands curling into fists of orgasm, body flailing as she murmured over and over, “Oh, God! Oh, God!” She wasn't one bit self-conscious. He made her not care at all. He didn't flirt a bit with her clit, but engaged so fully. So, uh, deeply. He was clearly enjoying this. Reveling in it. He picked some perfect rhythm for
Aiming him carefully, she hovered over him, savoring the seconds, his eyes locked with hers, the skin around them warm and inviting, and she plunged herself directly over his gloriously-thick shaft.He was eager and pulsing, and she groaned when he went all the way in.What she wanted to say was something profound, the right words to match what her body was screaming. Instead, she sighed, “Oh, Jensen,” for the feeling was indescribable, a denouement, emotional and psychological, all at once. Like a real hole being filled, finding a being strong enough to fill it.As she stretched up to his tip, sliding up his pole was a sweet sensation, her body moving toward a screaming orgasm more amazing than any before. He licked one hand and stroked her nipple; he was spasming her pussy. Moving slightly, changing everything, Katherine slid enough to make him beg, tightened her cunt, then plunged down again.“Holy shit! Kat. You
Looking up at him, Katherine knew she loved him. Nothing else mattered now. Her instep stroked his hair flecked calf. "You will stay the night right?" she asked. "Tim is going to be at my mom's till tomorrow""I will honey" Jensen said."Good" Katherine said smiling. "Now, are you going to talk all night or get back to work"Jensen chuckle was rich. "Oh I don't plan to talk tonight" he said. "We have done a lot of talking I'm tired of it. I wanna touch every part of you tonight""You already did" Katherine said smiling."Not enough" he replied.Katherine braced an elbow on the pillow next to his head. Her falling hair formed a canopy around them as her hips pressed against his rising hardness, accepting him into her."Oh, Kitty Kat" he whispered before he pinned her beneath him.---------------------------It was a good day.
His long legs were stretched out before him, his hair a rumpled dark mop as his chin rested on his chest.Katherine lay quietly looking at Jensen. His beard was think and black now. Long, silky lashes swept shadows across his weary face. He was wearing the same clothes as that morning. Or was it morning now? She frowned, the motion tightening the tape on her forehead.Her arm ached as she touched the heavy white bandage on her head. Her palms burned slightly. Again she felt the splinters shooting into them, the fiery pain as they speared into her skin.Jensen shifted in the chair. He straightened and whispered huskily. "Ah, sleeping beauty awakes" he said. He leaned over her, sleep still shrouding his dark eyes. In the muted light, a haggard, disheveled man looked at her with love. To Katherine. He was beautiful.His hard mouth lifted wryly. "You really did it this time, Kitty Kat" he rumbled gentlyHis thumb