Andre

 

The feel of Kristel on my tongue eases the anger and soothes me in ways I desperately need. She tastes sweet and feminine, and I just want to devour every inch of her until there’s nothing left. Her thighs squeeze both sides of my head, and all I can smell is her. She writhes and calls out my name, helpless on the table while I rub myself through my boxers. I’m hard and ready to go, and the fabric against the tip of my member drives me crazy. Even though I know it’s just my hand, I thrust anyway, and pant against her sex.

 

“Andre… please…”

 

Her voice makes me growl with lust. My hands reach to massage and rub over her breasts before they slide down her belly. Her muscles are taut and twitching; she needs this as much as I do. With a low grunt, I get to my feet, but keep her legs over my shoulders. It’s time to see how flexible Kristel can be. She gasps and lifts her head to look at me. From her angle, I’m sure she can see me push down my boxers. I kick them away and eagerly guide my member into her slick, hot womanhood.

 

“Kristel…” I breathe her name and close my eyes. The feel of her as she closes around me leaves me breathless. My hips rock hard as I grope her breasts. My thumbs tease both of her nipples at the same time, and because of our position I have easy access to them. My balls soon slap against her rear with each drive of my hips. Pleasure rockets through me, hot and addictive. Kristel is, by far, the best woman I have ever fucked.

 

The table she’s on starts to slide across the floor, and I am forced to follow it. I deliberately slam into her with more force just to send the table across the room faster. It hits the wall separating the foyer from the kitchen, and soon the wall itself starts to shake. Flashes of Jeremy and what I did to him in that room make me grip her hips hard. Another growl rises from my throat, and I shift my shoulders down so that her legs fall from them. They wrap around my waist instead, and she pulls her tighter to her with deceptively powerful legs. I lean over her, her breasts tight against my chest, and hungrily devour her mouth. Our tongues are caught in a lustful dance, and the room is filled with the sounds of our lewd love making. Her hands splay across my back while her arms close tight around my sides. A shudder runs through me. My balls grow ever tighter, and my core feels like it’s on fire.

 

The rhythm of my hips as they pound her into the table increases. My jaw goes slack and all thought rushes from my mind. There is only Kristel and I and this table. Nothing and no one else matters in this moment.

 

I draw in a gasp as she wraps her fingers around my balls and squeezes. With a grunt, I wrap my arms around her back and shoulders and lift her off the table. It’s my intent to get into the living room, but I manage as far as the wall next to the table. I shove her into it and bite down on the slender length of her neck. My teeth leaves marks, and I slowly run my tongue along them before I bite her again. She grips my balls harder and rolls them between her fingers. My knees just about buckle.

 

“Fuck…” I close my teeth around the top of her shoulder. “Fuck, that feels good.”

 

Her hands grip my jaw and one side of my face, and she pulls my head up. Our mouths meet and our tongues challenge each other. I have no intentions of letting her win, but the way my body is so wrapped up in satisfaction, it’s a wonder I know how to use my mouth at all. Her breasts jiggle and shake against my chest until I squeeze her tight and push my body hard into hers. She has nowhere to go and she can’t even move her hips. I hear her scream into my mouth, and her sex clenches around me with her second climax of the night. It’s enough to send me over the edge, too, and within four thrusts I shoot a series of creamy jets deep into her core. I call out her name, but my voice is lost in the tangle of our lips and tongues. Breathless, I pound her body into the wall for a few more seconds before I stop.

 

“That was…” She pants hard against my mouth. “I need to get you riled up more often, big boy.”

 

I can’t help but chuckle as I step away from the wall and let her stand. My knees feel weak, but by the way she clutches my shoulders, hers are likely just as wobbly. “There’s no need for that. I’m always angry anyway.”

 

As her hands massage my shoulders, she presses close to me. “I noticed. Especially tonight.” One of her hands takes my own, and she leads me away from the wall and into the living room. As she sits down, she pulls a velvety blanket from the back of the couch and wraps it around herself before sitting down. She tugs at me to come with her, and I do.

 

“What do you mean, ‘especially tonight’?” I know that she knows something isn’t right; I just don’t want to get into it right now.

 

“Well… I get that you were a little pissed when I showed up late, but you seemed more than just pissed. I’m still getting to know you, Andre, but I think I understand you well enough now to know that there’s something else going on.”

 

With a low sigh, I arch an eyebrow and lean forward so that my elbows rest on my knees. Flashbacks of Jeremy force my eyes close. I have never talked about any kind of business with Kristel before, but now that she’s asked, I almost feel obligated to tell her. We are, in more ways than one, in this together. She’s still part of the family even if, right now, she’s away from it.

 

“I was at one of the safe houses two days ago. Some of the crew and I were looking over our assets, and I asked Jeremy to cut one of them from the list because it was starting to look shady. It’s summertime, so the cops are keeping a close eye on new and local businesses because people posing as tourists like to try and set businesses up around this time. Well, he didn’t cut it. I dealt with the issue, but I’m afraid I did it too late. Just this morning I gave Will the go ahead to clear the safe house out. Just in case, but I’m still pissed. I thought I could trust my crew.”

 

Because Kristel’s father is a police officer, and I know there’s a huge risk in telling her about these things, but there’s even more risk in keeping them from her. If I don’t have her absolute trust, she might lean further toward her parents; that would not be good for me, personally or for business.

 

Her brow furrows in what I can only determine as surprise. She placed her arms around me and snuggles against my side, under my shoulder. “You do realize my dad’s a cop, right?” The smile she gives me as it devious as it is stunning. “But thank you for trusting me. That means a lot.” Her lips brush across my cheek. “And I’m sorry you’re having some trouble with your crew. Hopefully it works out well in the end.”

 

I smile slowly and dip my chin in a nod. “I realize that… but I also realize how important your trust is. Not only are you breathtakingly beautiful, you’re also carrying our child. And that’s not nothing.” I know I was right moments earlier, but Kristel confirms it for me. She trusts me, which means, in theory, I can trust her. One of my hands squeezes her, and I get up. “Do you want to come with me on a walk? I can take you to see the mysterious cattle of mine.”

 

She sits up and looks interested, but there is suspicion in her gaze. “Andre, it’s like one in the morning now. And you want to take me out to see some cows?”

 

I laugh. “Well, if you say it that way…” Slowly, I walk over to my clothes and put them on. “I enjoy going for walks at night. The land is beautiful and there’s usually no one else around. I love my crew, but sometimes it’s nice to get out into the fresh air, alone.”

 

“Funny… I never took you as the sort of guy who enjoys nature.” She gets up and smiles mysteriously at me while she pulls on her clothes. “Or cows.”

 

“I guess I’m full of surprises then.” I wriggle my eyebrows at her as I pull on a pair of boots. Once I secure the laces, I grab a flashlight from a wood cabinet next to the door and step outside. The air is fresh and cool, and I draw in a deep breath. In the distance are the sounds of bells, jingling around the necks of my cattle. “Sometimes, when I’m here, I go for a walk around this time.”

 

Kristel steps up next to me, fully dressed; she smells like sex. I lean close and press a kiss just below one of her ears and draw in a deep breath of her scent. Her scent is absolutely divine. She presses close to me before she steps away. The smile on her mouth is inviting, and she closes the door behind her as she steps out into the night. When she turns and starts to walk, I follow her. The way the moonlight shines on her hair gives it a glow, and I can tell that she’s deliberately swaying her hips to keep my attention; it works.

 

Long strides carry me up to her side. I take one of her hands and lead her toward the tall trees, our way lit by the full moon above.

 

“Don’t we need flashlights?”

 

I let her hand go and drape an arm around her shoulders. “You think I’ll get lost on my own property? Is the great Kristel Bryce afraid of the dark because she got lost out here 50 meters from the back of my cabin?”

 

She smacks my arm. “Hey! For your information, it was dark, and I was pissed at you.”

 

“Is that really the best you can come up with?” When she shoots me a glare, I laugh. “I swore you were better at banter than that, but okay. You disappoint me, Kristel. How could you ruin such a fantastic night?”

 

“Well! If that’s how you’re going to look at it, I may as well walk home… and then get lost so you can come find me again.”

 

A chuckle rolls from my throat, and I kiss the top of her head. “That sounded pretty desperate, even for you.”

 

With a giggle, she sticks her tongue out at me and makes a run for the trees. She keeps glancing back at me, and there’s a big smile on her face. As I take off after her, all I can think about is how different she is now compared to how she was when I met her at the club’s bar. She doesn’t seem caught up in trying to prove herself to her parents anymore, which gives me the chance to really see who she is: a smart, spontaneous, and witty woman who is trying her hardest to make the best out of an impossible situation. And that is something that I can respect.