“Uh, hot and juicy, just like I like it.
Honey, and it had better be all mine.”
“Nobody has been getting any, if that’s what you mean. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be
horny enough to let you do this.” She knew beyond a doubt that Isaac had turned her out. All inhibitions were gone. Only professional precautions kept her hand from unzipping his fly and enjoying the wonder-maker inside.
“Good, because I can’t put my mouth where some other dude has been dipping his wick.”
She drew back to their first weeks together. The anguish had been heavier than anything she had experienced since childhood. She wanted him now, but knew the guard Mama Rose had hired to insure safety in the parking lot would probably come over, camera in hand, to watch the city’s superstar in action.
He stroked her quivering flesh and she fought the urge to grind her body against his hand.
When his middle finger slipped into her core, she let out a little gasp and almost fell off the seat.
“You like that, don’t you baby?”
“I love it, but not here. Can you see the headlines? ‘Deputy ADA Chelsea
Constantine—”
“I get the message.” He released her legs and laid her hand on his rock-solid
protrusion. After licking her juices from his finger, he declared in a voice reeking of masculine pain. “So sweet. I just had to have a little taste. We’ll save the rest for later.” He shook his head.
“It’s been difficult, baby.”
“For me, too.”
He adjusted his pants around glaring evidence of his need, and took her in his
arms. “No matter how difficult it gets, I don’t want anyone but you.”
Chelsea stared in wonder. Each time they were together, she detected more than
just casual, monogamous sex. The possessiveness in his voice both thrilled and frightened her.
Did he have those forever feelings for her, and if so, what was he planning to do about it? What should she do about it?
“Thanks for the earrings.” She watched his face light up when she held the
earrings to her face. “They’re beautiful. You have excellent taste.”
“Of course I have excellent taste.” His hand made a small sweep under her blouse
and gently but firmly rolled her nipple between his fingers. “I chose the most beautiful and desirable woman in New Orleans. You’re very special, baby. I can’t tell you how much I want you right now.”
“No more than I want you,” she answered before planting a hard kiss on his
mouth. “Just keep thinking of what will happen when we do get together.”
They lingered outside until the bulge in his pants deflated. He escorted her back to the table where she proudly showed off her earrings and watched him watching her. There was lust in his eyes but she detected much more. He finished his meal and gently took her in his arms.
“I have practice at four-thirty in the morning, so I’m going to my place and get some rest.
After practice, I’m free until Sunday’s game.” He licked his lips and whispered. “I want to crawl into that bed of yours and fuck you until you can’t stand it anymore.”
Drunk on his nearness, she pressed her body against his. “Sorry, baby, you don’t
have enough free time to make that happen.”
CHAPTER TWO
Chelsea sat in her car and watched her brother run his game on Dee. She
wondered what line he was using and whether Dee would fall for it. She found many
admirable qualities in her brother. He was the tallest sibling in her family, with yellow-tan skin and straight hair that he kept cut close on the side but left enough length in back to cover his shirt collar. He was the only one in the family with her grandfather’s green eyes. She had watched women flock to him since they were kids. To the best of her knowledge, he had never been in love.
“Let’s go,” Chelsea yelled for Dee while trying to identify the driver of a black Bentley that pulled out in front of her.
Dee left Skip, smiling as she ran to the car. “It’s
Honey, and it had better be all mine.”
“Nobody has been getting any, if that’s what you mean. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be
horny enough to let you do this.” She knew beyond a doubt that Isaac had turned her out. All inhibitions were gone. Only professional precautions kept her hand from unzipping his fly and enjoying the wonder-maker inside.
“Good, because I can’t put my mouth where some other dude has been dipping his wick.”
She drew back to their first weeks together. The anguish had been heavier than anything she had experienced since childhood. She wanted him now, but knew the guard Mama Rose had hired to insure safety in the parking lot would probably come over, camera in hand, to watch the city’s superstar in action.
He stroked her quivering flesh and she fought the urge to grind her body against his hand.
When his middle finger slipped into her core, she let out a little gasp and almost fell off the seat.
“You like that, don’t you baby?”
“I love it, but not here. Can you see the headlines? ‘Deputy ADA Chelsea
Constantine—”
“I get the message.” He released her legs and laid her hand on his rock-solid
protrusion. After licking her juices from his finger, he declared in a voice reeking of masculine pain. “So sweet. I just had to have a little taste. We’ll save the rest for later.” He shook his head.
“It’s been difficult, baby.”
“For me, too.”
He adjusted his pants around glaring evidence of his need, and took her in his
arms. “No matter how difficult it gets, I don’t want anyone but you.”
Chelsea stared in wonder. Each time they were together, she detected more than
just casual, monogamous sex. The possessiveness in his voice both thrilled and frightened her.
Did he have those forever feelings for her, and if so, what was he planning to do about it? What should she do about it?
“Thanks for the earrings.” She watched his face light up when she held the
earrings to her face. “They’re beautiful. You have excellent taste.”
“Of course I have excellent taste.” His hand made a small sweep under her blouse
and gently but firmly rolled her nipple between his fingers. “I chose the most beautiful and desirable woman in New Orleans. You’re very special, baby. I can’t tell you how much I want you right now.”
“No more than I want you,” she answered before planting a hard kiss on his
mouth. “Just keep thinking of what will happen when we do get together.”
They lingered outside until the bulge in his pants deflated. He escorted her back to the table where she proudly showed off her earrings and watched him watching her. There was lust in his eyes but she detected much more. He finished his meal and gently took her in his arms.
“I have practice at four-thirty in the morning, so I’m going to my place and get some rest.
After practice, I’m free until Sunday’s game.” He licked his lips and whispered. “I want to crawl into that bed of yours and fuck you until you can’t stand it anymore.”
Drunk on his nearness, she pressed her body against his. “Sorry, baby, you don’t
have enough free time to make that happen.”
CHAPTER TWO
Chelsea sat in her car and watched her brother run his game on Dee. She
wondered what line he was using and whether Dee would fall for it. She found many
admirable qualities in her brother. He was the tallest sibling in her family, with yellow-tan skin and straight hair that he kept cut close on the side but left enough length in back to cover his shirt collar. He was the only one in the family with her grandfather’s green eyes. She had watched women flock to him since they were kids. To the best of her knowledge, he had never been in love.
“Let’s go,” Chelsea yelled for Dee while trying to identify the driver of a black Bentley that pulled out in front of her.
Dee left Skip, smiling as she ran to the car. “It’s
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