Weeks ago he wanted nothing to do with her. Didn't even want to talk about her. Didn't want to feel anything for her.
But right now the only thing he wanted to feel right now were the tantalising curves of Katherine's body. He wanted to grab her and kiss her all over again. Finish what they started that morning. Take off her clothes and thrust deep and hard inside her, leave his mark on her for ever.
He shook his head.
That was a bad idea. And he needed something to occupy his thoughts other than musing about what kind of underwear she was wearing under her clothes.
Her voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Mmm?" he questioned. He looked up and stared at her, thinking how soft and kissable her lips looked.
"I asked if you would like to stay for dinner?" she asked him.
"No.. No" he replied hastily. "Actually I think I should better get going"
"Oh really"
The sheer drapes fluttered at her open window, and a rooster crowed in the distance. The warm morning sliding into her bedroom matched the emotions she had been experiencing since the last time she saw Jensen.She sighed. Another day. But something was different, just like it had been since that day. Proof of that fluttered through her body, which felt restless and unfulfilled.She closed her eyes and saw Jensen Packard, once more felt his body against hers, his lips against hers. Kissing her, holding her and touching her so intimately.Her heart raced beneath her cotton nightgown. She stretched sensuously between the cool sheets, remembering the cotton covered hardness of his broad chest."Mom, are you getting up?"Tim's call cut into her memory, shattering it.Katherine sighed and got out of bed.—————&mdas
"Oh it's no problem, sweetie. Go ahead with what ever you were doing, dear". Jonah said.Knowing him, Katherine knew it was useless to try to argue. She just couldn't understand why Jensen was helping... Again.Well, at least they were getting the work done. She murmured to herself. She returned to the kitchen to continue with her cooking. She heard the lawn mower cross and recross the lawn outside the kitchen window. She glanced outside to view their progress.Jensen was riding the lawn mower past the window. His hair, slightly rumpled, gleamed as the mower crossed from a shadow into a patch of sunlight. He looked like any other neighborhood husband doing his chores with his wife prepared the meal.She watched Tim hop along beside the mower, obviously giving directions. Jensen signaled 'gotcha' with his thumb and index finger. Tim swooped, gathered a handful of grass and threw it at him. The grass caught Jensen ful
Her mouth was the most kissable he had ever encountered and her skin the softest he had felt. Even her hair suited her to perfection. He half smiled in appreciation as he eyed her elegant topknot. Tendrils had escaped to curl with fiery abandon about her temples and the nape of her neck.And that's when he saw beneath the surface. Her hairstyle mirrored her nature, he suddenly realized. She struggled to attain the appearance of severity and restraint, but couldn't quite achieve it.Equally, she fought an unending battle between the tempestuous aspects of her nature and the need for rigid control. On the surface, she appeared perfectly composed. But underneath smoldered an inferno that probably terrified her, that threatened the calm, orderly existence she'd built.With new insight, he looked at her again. And in the end it was those soft eyes that gave her away—betraying her uncertainty, her desperation, her passion, as well as her
He was smiling."He likes you" he said.Katherine let Rufus smell her hand, he licked it and she scratched him behind the ears."He must really like you too" she said. "And watches over you.. I guess""Some watch dog" Jensen remarked. "If that's how he reacts to every stranger who comes here then I'm screwed".Katherine smiled, and straightened. Then she answered his previous question. "No I don't need to drink anything. I just came to give you that. I should go now""Hey, come on, Kat" he insisted. "You can't just come here, stay five minutes and then just leave. Are you avoiding me?""No" Katherine said. "Why do ask that?""I don't know... A feeling, I guess. Are you scared I might kiss you again?" he asked suddenly."What.. No" Katherine replied."If you had told me sooner
Katherine pulled the chicken breasts she had been thawing all day out of the fridge just as Tim burst into the kitchen.“Mom, can I go to Oliver's house to play with legos?” he asked.She gave him a quick smile. “Sure. But not now, dear. After you have eaten.”“Okay!” Tim called as he dashed back into the living room. “We can, but not yet” she heard him say, and she couldn’t help but smile. She pulled a knife from the butcher block holder and started slicing.Jensen flashed into her head and she put the knife down. She didn’t want to accidentally cut her finger off if she wasn’t concentrating fully on what she was doing. She wasn’t sure what to make of this weirdness. It wasn’t just that getting involved with him was a bad idea—it was these strange feelings he aroused inside her. Making her acknowledge that she was a
“I’ll let it go,” Delia said, in a voice that made it clear she didn’t want to, and Katherine had to smile. “But I’m still hopeful, honey.”“You can be,” Katherine said, because it would make her mom feel better. "Ermm... I also wanted to tell you that I will be bringing Tim over tomorrow night. The official opening of Crimson Bay is tomorrow. I hope you don't mind"."Oh that's fine..." Delia said. "Always happy to spend time with my grandson""Thanks mom" Katherine said.---------------------------"That was a great speech, Jensen" Katherine said as Jensen came back to the table."Thanks" he said. "Dance with me... Please""Again?" Katherine asked."Hell yeah". He held out his hand and Katherine took it smiling. He took her to the dance floor and held her close. S
Katherine looked at the floor. Talking to him about this was hard. Since she had given him a big speech Five years ago about how Mitch cared about her. "No..." she said. Her eyes still on the floor. "I adopted Tim months after we broke up. Things got sour pretty quickly between us... And Mitch became... Ermmm"Jensen frowned. He touched her chin and lifted her head gently so she could face him. Katherine looked up into his fevered scrutiny."Did he hit you?" he asked tightly.Katherine shook her head before the volcano in his eyes could erupt. "No its nothing like that. Mitch didn’t…abuse me. At least not the way you think" she sighed. "He just became... Harsh and verbally abusive. He became distant. Very different from the guy I left with""I'm sorry that you got hurt" Jensen said, his hand moved from her chin and he gently cupped her face. "But I'm kinda glad because it kinda brought y
Jensen hadn't meant for the kiss to get so intense. All he had wanted to do was to calm her down a bit. To taste her beautiful lips for a few seconds. But it had escalated.It had always been that way with them right from the beginning. Those had been special times, times when he’d taken her in his arms and kissed her until the world melted from existence. Anytime he touched her, they couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. All rational thought flew right out the window. He loved the way she always responded to his touch... Like she was made just for him.Like right now.Katherine relished the taste and texture of him. A moan of protest curled up her throat when he finally pulled away. Her brain barely had time to register the fact that he had unclasped the halter top of her dress and the material now bunched at her waist. Her bare breasts trembled from the sudden rush of air and she felt a moment of self consciousness.
She cuddled deeper into his embrace. She hadn’t lied about the cuddling part. She had missed him so much. And she was just so glad to be in the arms of the man she loved.She loved this man. She loved her husband. And she wanted him to come home. She shook her head when she realized that he was talking and she hadn't been listening.“We have options,” Jensen said.She blinked and focused her attention back on the here and now and the fact she was in bed after hot, sweaty sex with the man she loved.It was all she could do not to groan.“What options?” she asked huskily.“I can feed you. I can make mad, passionate love to you again. Or we can take a short nap and then do either option one or two. Or both. See? I’m easy.” he said.She smiled and squeezed him. She did love him. It scared her to death just how much she loved him, and she was flooded by so much em
“Ride me,” he said in a strained voice. His pupils dilated and his brow constricted. Tight lines were etched into his forehead, and his hands gripped her hips so tightly that she could do nothing more than squeeze her inner muscles around his erection.“Sweat heaven,” he groaned.She wasn’t going to last, and she was helpless to do anything about it. She needed to move. She had to move.Placing her palms flat on his chest, she wiggled free of his grasp and began to move up and down, taking him, releasing him, then taking him again. Sweat beaded his brow. His eyes were narrow slits, and he never took his gaze from hers. He urged her closer so he could cup her breasts. They filled both palms and he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the painfully erect nubs.“I can’t hold on,” she whispered.“Then let’s go together,” h
His breath blew hot over her chin and then her jaw. He kissed a line to her ear then sucked the lobe between his teeth. Shivers overtook her. Delicate little goose bumps dotted her flesh until she trembled uncontrollably.He stepped back, his hands falling to the waistband of her pants. His fingers hung in the snap and he stood there staring at her heaving chest.“You’re so beautiful.” he said. "I have missed you so much"He raised one finger to hook in the strap of her bra. He ran it up then down, and he grazed the tip over the swell of her breast.“I love the lingerie.” he said.She leaned back on the dresser, resting her palms on the top to give him a better glimpse of her cleavage.“You’re absolutely merciless, aren’t you?” he murmured.She smiled and arched invitingly until the bare
“Get it together, Katherine” she muttered.Lord, but she did lose all her brain cells when it came to Jensen.She laughed outright and it had the effect of someone popping her thought bubble with a sharp pin. The driver looked up in the rearview mirror, and she valiantly tried to look back with a straight face. If he only knew the absurd thoughts she was processing.If she was truly the naughty girl of her fantasies, she would have ridden over with only a trench coat covering her sexy lingerie. Then when she walked into Jensen's room, she could discard the coat and watch his reaction.The idea certainly had merit, and if she ever received another invitation such as tonight from him again, she’d give it serious consideration. Just to tease him. But for now, she would concentrate on the moment.A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to the sumptuous hotel Jensen had been staying in since he moved
"All they needed was some convincing. I'm finalizing the documents for the dissolution of the partnership. I know you might find it hard to forgive me, but I don't want us to grow apart over this. No one is worth it. So please tell me that you want me back home too, Kat. And maybe this is a little too fast, but I don't care, I wanna be with you tonight. It's been so long. Let me hold you tonight."Katherine sighed. Oh, the man really knew how to get to her, with his words, his touch, his kisses. Everything. “Jensen,” she began again, and promptly shut up when it came out more as a plaintive wail than a protest.“I’ll send a car for you, Katherine." he said." You are my wife. But I want this to be special, kinda like a first date like you said. I’ll have my driver pick you up from work, or if you prefer, you can drive your car to the house and I’ll have him pick you up there. Tim can take care of the house for one night and Deanie can stay at your mo
He looked at her almost like the last was a challenge. She tilted her chin up and stared coolly at him. She hoped that she looked as unruffled as she wanted to portray.“Why did you come to my office today, Jensen?” she asked.His mouth tightened briefly before he relaxed and eyed her with thinly veiled amusement. “We are married, Kat " he said."I can't take my wife to lunch?”She curled her fingers into tight fists.“Jensen.” she said. She stopped when her voice cracked. She felt like the worst sort of idiot. Right now, she felt ridiculously tongue tied.“Yes?” he prompted. He wore a curious smile, almost as if he found her and the situation amusing. It made her angry.“Look Jensen, I'm not going to act like I didn't miss you. I did. But I don't know what you are up to, and if you think that —.”
Behind the desk, a cheerful looking younger woman smiled a warm welcome as he approached.“Good morning, Mr Packard" she said. "And welcome. I assume you are here to see Mrs Packard.”He returned her smile. “Is she in?” he asked.“Yes. But she is not here right now. If you will wait in her office, I’ll get her at once. Would you care for some coffee?” she asked.“No, thank you.” he said, he wasn't sure he could keep anything down right now.She turned to stride down the hallway, leaving Jensen standing there. He walked into Katherine's office and went to the window to look down on the street instead of sitting.A few moments later, he heard the tap tap of heels and turned to see Katherine walk into the office, a confused, wary look in her eyes.“Jensen,” she greeted. “I wasn’t expecting to see you. I thought you were going to San Francisco. T
"Oh" Jensen said. "I gotta say that I'm really glad you told me about this. It's kinda hard to believe how fast you have grown. I mean, there was a time when all you cared about was video games, but now here you are, having girl problems"Tim grinned. "Don't tease me dad" he said."I'm not. I'm not" Jensen said, raising his hands. "And I gotta say that In my time, I was never turned down by a girl. Not bragging"Tim rolled his eyes and smiled. "Show off" he said, and Jensen laughed."But," Jensen continued, "With your mom, I hesitated. I was stupid. Didn't know what I had. I was enjoying all the attention I was getting that I forgot to go after the one thing that mattered, and I almost lost her. So I say, suck it up kid. To hell with that fear. Just ask her to go to the dance with you, what's the worse thing that could happen? ""Ermmm, she could turn me down" Tim replied
"Yeah right" Tim said sarcastically. "I know how stuff like this happens. I watch a lot movies and I know how stuff like this goes. This is how it starts and before you know it, they are giving you a speech about how it isn't your fault and that sometimes things just doesn't work out. I just don't want to have that talk with my parents. I know how much they love each other"Chloe nodded. "Okay" she said. "I can't say that I understand because I don't. My parents aren't... Divorced. But I'm certain that whatever it is, it's not your fault. And honestly, there is nothing you can do about but hope that they find a way to fix their problems. And sometimes, they might just be going through a tough time. Doesn't mean they are gonna get a divorce, so you might just be worried for nothing. Come on" she nudged his shoulder. "You can't be worrying about this when nothing permanent has happened. Remember you have a game next week. One of you have been training for a long time