Page 20 of Healing Home

Brushing a finger over the turgid peak of her breast, then, circling it, he watched the darker tan skin pucker. In the light of the sun, he could see the baby fine hairs across her skin, glinting pale gold. She breathed out a raspy moan, and he caught it with his mouth, working his lips over hers. Leaning into him, she kissed him back with just as much enthusiasm.

Then she began pushing him and it took him way too long to realize she was pushing him toward the bedroom. Grinning, he let her tug him to the room, kicking the door shut behind them. Then she did this little shimmy and started rolling her bathing suit down her body and over her hips.

Lincoln’s mouth went dry and he took a minute to look as she kicked the fabric away. Fuck she had a beautiful body. Full breasts and a nice hourglass shape to her hips, dark patch of hair at the juncture of her thighs… damn! His body was already hard, but just looking at her was about to push him over the edge. The tip of his cock tingled and he fisted himself, trying to choke the release away. In desperation he turned away from her and panted harshly, trying to re-oxygenate his brain.

In his mind’s eye he began breaking down one of his HK sidearms, just to give himself a momentary breather.

It would have worked if she hadn’t stepped up behind him, her breasts against his back and her hands going to cup his ass. Oh, shit. The elastic of his shorts tightened as she began pushing them down over his hips, and he felt her palms against the skin. Reaching around she brushed his own palm away and cupped his cock in her hand, squeezing tentatively.

Lincoln knew something needed to change before he embarrassed them both, but her touch felt so damn good. It had been so long.

Lifting one arm he turned in her grip, grinning when she refused to release him. She grinned as well, quirking a brow. She looked down at his cock, and ran her fingers around the head. Then she stroked her thumb up through his slit, and something about the way she did it almost set him off. BB had an expressive face, and she could see exactly what she was doing, but she didn’t seem to mind twisting him in knots.

Carefully he began bumping her back toward the bed. In a show of helping her, he cupped her breasts in his hands and she giggled. The bed bumped the back of her knees and she melted to the mattress, her arms going seductively over her head and her thighs separating to welcome him.

With a growl, Link fumbled in the bedside drawer for a condom and rolled it on as quick as he could. Then he lowered himself into her open arms, his body aligning with hers as if they’d been made for each other. The head of his cock seemed to know exactly where to go, and it only took a light push to find the path into her body. She was soaked with moisture, the muscles of her body rippling around him as he pushed deep.

“Oh,” she breathed, her knees going wide. “You feel so damn good, Lincoln.”

Fingernails dug into his ass even as she lifted her mouth for his kiss, and it was all he could do to stop long enough to give her the kiss she deserved. She arched up into him, encouraging him to move. He could tell by the way her body was reacting to his that she seemed to be driving toward orgasm and he had to give her that. Concentrating, he moved, surging and retreating deliberately, adjusting as he heard her breath hitch in her throat. Kissing her, hips pumping, he concentrated on her release and not his own.

After an interminable few minutes, her breath caught in her throat and the most amazing rippling feeling dragged up and down his cock. BB ripped her mouth from his and cried out, her body contracting and releasing.

Lincoln held his own orgasm off as long as he could, but the sound and feel of her pleasure triggered his own. Slowing his movements, he let the tight rein on his body go. His vision went dark and he thought he was going to lose consciousness as the most incredible orgasm he’d ever experienced hit him straight in the solar plexus. His spine actually cracked as he pounded into her, unable to get close enough.

But the most euphoric feeling came when she wrapped her arms around him and cradled him between her thighs. Bracing his arms to the side, he allowed his head to rest against her shoulder as he caught his breath. He kissed her neck and ear, but that was all he could manage at that moment.

Until someone slammed against the door of the bedroom.

Fight or flight kicked in. Lincoln leapt from the bed and BB’s arms and lunged for the safe. Why didn’t he have a gun out?

Then he heard laughing as there was another bang at the door. He looked at BB like she’d lost her mind, then looked at the door. It wasn’t someone trying to break in. Well, not exactly.

Lincoln opened the bedroom door with a scowl. “Seriously?”

Frankie sauntered in like she owned the place, walked to the bed and looked longingly up at it. BB was giggling on the mattress in the middle of the bed, her knees drawn up, her bright eyes full of laughter. Lincoln grimaced, realizing he had to look like a maniac jumping out of bed like that, dick swinging. He shook his head, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips. He cupped himself and headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. When he returned Frankie was in the same place.

“Will she let me pick her up?”

“Yes,” BB snorted. “If you’re working for her she’s okay with being handled.”

Lincoln walked up behind the dog and leaned over to pick her up, hands around her solid barrel belly. He grunted when he realized how heavy she was. “Why the fuck do you carry her? She weighs a ton.”

As if she heard and understood his words, Frankie gave him a dirty look. After saying hello to her mistress, she went to his favorite pillow and sat her ass on it, tongue lolling from her mouth as she grinned at him. Lincoln didn’t know weather to curse or fall in love, so he just shook his head. “So, how many relationships has she vetted for you?”

Bb laughed and sat up on the bed, curling one arm around a knee. Lincoln watched her lovely breasts jiggle and totally wanted to climb back in bed with her, but not with an audience watching from a foot away.

“Well,” she admitted, “she definitely has a way of letting her preferences be known, doesn’t she?”

Lincoln loved that BB wasn’t rushing to get dressed. She had such a beautiful body. He could stare at it all day. “You are a vision,” he told her softly.

BB’s face pinkened slightly, but she grinned at him. “You’re not so bad yourself, sailor.”

Incredibly, a slow roll of heat went down through his body and he felt himself getting hard again. BB noticed too, because her eyes drifted down to settle on his erection.

She licked her lips and it about killed him.

“How many more of those condoms do you have?” She asked, her voice breathless.