She ran a knuckle down his cheek. “You are amazing.” she said.
Placing a finger over her lips, he said, “I’m not done with you yet.”
Her eyes widened as he started moving again, thrusting in and out of her like there was no tomorrow full of explanations and excuses. This time, their lovemaking was slower, deliberate.
“Look at me,” he commanded softly.
He knew he was close, but he wanted her with him when he came. With their gazes locked on each other, they found their release together.
Jensen gave himself over to Katherine in more ways than one, and he knew there would be no turning back.
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The next morning Katherine curled deep in the sheets. Somehow, the previous night, they had moved from the living room to his bedroom. A soft whack on her bottom became a sliding caress that ended in an intimate exploration of her thighs. She jerked upright, suddenly fully aware, clutching the sheet to her bare breasts. "Oh!" she said.
She glared at Jensen's grin. He stood, feet apart, dressed only in his jogging pants. His black hair glistened from a shower, the droplets still clinging to the mat of hair on his chest. "Honey, for the way you moved against me all night, you deserve a swat on the bottom" he said. "come on, get up"
"Are you always grumpy in the morning?" he continued when Katherine frowned at him. "I'm hungry. We hardly ate at the restaurant last night. I ended up eating all the cake in the fridge"
He stared down at her so intently that Katherine's stomach contracted. "I'd like to get back in bed with you sweetheart," he said. "You look all drowsy and warm and inviting, even with that frown on your pretty face. Come on, I made breakfast.. Just eggs and toast. Nothing fancy... I'm a terrible cook, remember?"
"Oh yeah, I do. How can I forget" Katherine said as she got up and followed him to the kitchen. Jensen acted as if he woke up with a woman every morning, Katherine noted shakily as they ate the eggs and toast he had prepared. When he poured their second cup of coffee, he said. "I know what's going through that mixed up brain of yours, Kitty Kat."
"Tell me, then" she challenged over the rim of her cup.
"It goes like this : How am I going to get home? What will the neighbors think?" he grinned. "You don't have your car and I'm too big to hide, honey. So you have a problem, don't you?"
"A very big problem." she agreed. "I can't act carelessly... I have a son".
He sprawled in the dinette chair, his long legs taking up a lot of space. He folded his hands behind his head and leaned back, appearing completely at ease.
His dark brows rose. "It's a small town, and people do talk, right?" His tone was bitter. "Do you regret spending the night in my arms, Kat?" he asked.
She did not flinch from his direct gaze. "No," she replied.
And she wasn't lying. Being with Jensen was amazing.. It was everything she had imagined it would be.. And more.
"I intend to have you on any terms, Kat" he promised gently. "I need you now" His hand folded over hers. A fingertip caressed her palm. "Blushing suits you, honey. But I don't want you harmed by gossip. I wish we were at your place so I could just slip out... But we're not, so just get dressed and I will take you home.. We will just be a bit careful next time... If we can" he added, chuckling.
"A true gentleman" Katherine said, leaning forward to accept his kiss. It left her wanting more.
His ebony eyes blazed close to her own. "Protective, yes. I don't want to see you hurt in any way. Last night was amazing... I lost myself in your arms last night... And it's barely enough. I want it to happen again"
Katherine's cheeks heated. "Oh" she said.
"Yes. Exactly" he murmured wryly. "Chip has another game coming up. I told him I would practice again with him."
"Thank you" Katherine said as she rose and slipped into his arms.
"It's alright," he said. "I enjoy spending time with him, plus it gives me even more reasons to be around you. Come here... I want my kiss or I won't let you leave"
Katherine complied and moments later they were in his car and headed back to her house.
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A week had passed since their amazing evening together and they had been spending a lot of time with each other.
Jensen felt something warm and soft against him. He shifted his weight toward the warmth and came in contact with solid flesh. He opened his eyes and saw the back of Katherine's head, her dark hair spilling over the pillow.
Then the memories of the previous night came flooding in. Flesh against flesh, tangled limbs, hot kisses, even hotter sex. They’d kept going until his leg muscles trembled and his body was spent. Then they’d collapsed on the bed, in each other’s arms, and slept the night away.
He yawned and stretched. From the window, light poured in. It was a beautiful day. Jensen loved mornings like this... And since he and Katherine got together, the days promised to be memorably different if it played out the way he hoped.
He wanted to spend more time with her, and right now he was beginning to wonder if he could convince Katherine to let him spend the night again—maybe the whole weekend— at her place….
Next to him, she stirred. Her leg moved against his, the satin skin of her thigh warming him, then she rolled onto her back and peered at him through half lidded eyes. In the morning light, with her makeup gone and her hair a mess, she looked amazing.
“Hey,” he said, his voice groggy from sleep.
He was so mesmerized by her, even after all these years.... She had the power to make him lose his mind. She always had that effect on him.
“Hey, yourself,” she whispered, eyeing his bare chest. “Did we, um, do something last night?” she asked playfully.
“You don’t remember?”