5. Kate

Chapter 5

Kate

I drive to his address, which takes me back over into the rougher area of town near the bar. I park my car and look around nervously. There are no neighbors, and I am out in the middle of nowhere. I almost chicken out and go home until I spot Bull standing on his porch, his arms crossed, staring at me.

I no sooner turn off my car and my headlights than he’s at my door, opening it for me and helping me out.

“What took you so fuckin’ long?” he asks in a deep, raspy voice that sends a thrill of danger down my spine as he shuts the door, takes the keys from my hand, locks up the car, and arms the alarm.

“I… took a shower.”

He gets a smirk on his face like I said something funny and takes me into his house. I look around the place briefly. It’s clean. Bare, but clean.

I put my hand on the back of his couch, like it’s going to steady me. “I, uh, don’t normally do this.”

He laughs again, and I watch as he puts my keys in his pocket. “I figured that out already. Do you want something to drink?”

“No. No, thank you,” I tell him and my mind starts to go crazy. What was I thinking? He could put anything in my drink and no one knows where I am. No one would even know I’m missing until Sunday night when my daughter comes home.

It’s really starting to sink in that I’ve taken a huge risk coming to his place like I did.

Bulldog

I can see the wheels turning in her head again. That responsible part of her that has kept her being careful is no doubt sounding the alarm when it comes to me, and I know it. I don’t want her to think and talk herself out of being with me. I can see she’s attracted to me, and it’s strong enough she’s already broken all her safety rules by coming to my house by herself in the first place.

That’s good because the way I’m feeling like I’m going to burst at the seams if I don’t bury my cock in her any second is going against my own rules. Going after a woman that I see as more than just a piece of ass has always been a red flag. It’s how a man gets himself tied down and lets his guard down.

But I know that Kate is different. She’s not just different, she’s the one I want to let in past the walls. I can’t explain it, I can’t even begin to try, but I know it’s the truth.

I grip her hand and thread our fingers together. I hold them up, looking at them. Mine are hard and callused and hers are soft and feminine, but they fit together perfectly. Just like I know the rest of us will.

“You showered before you came over, why?” I ask, wanting to watch her squirm just a moment longer.

She stammers, saying something about preferring to be clean as I smile down at her. She tries to back away from me, but I just follow her, smiling. When the back of her legs bump into the table, I reach down and take two handfuls of her skirt and pull it up slowly until it’s around her waist.

I slide my hand down the front of her body and cup her panty-clad pussy. She’s already wet. “Are you trying to hide how wet you are for me?”

I massage my fingers against her, and she’s gasping, unable to even answer me. I kiss her lips and her neck, loving the way her breasts are peaked and pressing against my chest.

I kiss down her neck and have to will myself to stop there. I pull away to look at her. Her eyes are closed, lips swollen, and only when I’ve been staring down at her a few seconds does she finally open her eyes.

“What? Why’d you stop?” she asks, still dazed.

When I pick her up, her arms and legs go around me, and I hold on to her ass and hips to keep her up against me. I stride down the hallway and to the bedroom. I want to throw her onto the bed and dive between her legs, but I don’t. Instead I take a seat on the bed and hold her, still straddling me. My dick is painfully stretched against the material of my jeans, but I don’t try to adjust. It’s like I don’t want to make the wrong move here. “I stopped because I know you’re a little worried about being here, not knowing me. I saw you second guessing yourself and I don’t want that to be between us. So call or send a text to whoever you want to, let them know where you’re at.” I take a deep breath, taking in the small turn of her nose and the freckles on her face that she tried to hide with makeup but I can still see. I bring my hands up her back and rest on her neck, forcing her to look at me. “Because I want you, Kate. You can leave if that’s what you want to do, but don’t think I’m letting you go. I won’t stop until I have you. Until I’ve buried my dick so deep inside you there’s no way you’re going to forget who I am.”

She’s stubborn, and she lifts her chin at me, almost defiantly. I try to stop the smirk on my face, and I hide it, barely. Without even blinking, she says, “I’m here because I want to be. I’m here because I want to have a good time. It’s one night and then I go back to my world. There won’t be anything more between us than whatever happens here tonight.”

The glint in her eyes tells me that she believes what she’s saying. So she’s giving me one night. That’s it. That’s all she wants from me. Fine. Challenge accepted. Now I only need to prove her wrong, because after one taste, I know this is going to be more.