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  “No, I didn’t. I told her there wasn’t going to be a date,” he explained.

  Katherine rolled her eyes. “And that took this long?”

  “No, I had something else I needed to do.” Something he didn’t want to go into details about just yet.

  “Sure.” She turned away from him, clearly not believing him.

  He wasn’t about to give up so easy though. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against him. She tried to fight him “I wasn’t with her just now. I didn’t even mean to agree to go out with her in the first place. It was only because I was distracted by you,” he said, but Katherine still struggled to get away from him. “I told her days ago, it wasn’t going to happen,”

  “That makes no sense. Why would you do that?” She pushed against his chest.

  “Because I’m in love with someone else.”

  Katherine stopped fighting, and finally, her gaze met his. She stared into his eyes searching. But, but…she was perfect for you,” she said, her tone barely above a whisper.

  He smiled and shook his head. “No, you’re perfect for me,” he said, cupping her face with his hands. “You were right, I was afraid. So afraid of taking a risk, I wasn’t really living. But you…you changed all that. You make me feel more alive than I ever knew I could. And I love you. I love you so much, and I don’t ever want to be without you.” He took her hands in his. “I know I was a jerk, and I’m so sorry for that. Please forgive me”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  Katherine

  “Of course…I mean, it’s fine. It’s okay, I understand, sure,” Katherine mumbled ramblingly, giving his hands a squeeze. She knew it was a strange reaction. She was in shock and needed a moment to let it sink in.

  He loved her.

  He let go of her hands to cup her face. His eyes flicked between hers. She stared back. Finally, he blinked a few times before clearing his throat. “And um… isn’t there something you want to say to me?” he asked barely hiding his impatience.

  Christ, he was adorable, and it was exactly what she needed to snap out of her current state.

  She raised an eyebrow at him, questioningly.

  “Really, nothing? After what I just told you?” Frowning, he took a step back and ran his hand through his hair.

  She bit her lip, trying to hide her smile.

  He narrowed his eyes at her. “You’re messing with me again.”

  “Nooo…I would never,” she said in mock outrage.

  “Kitty,” he warned.

  She couldn’t contain it any longer, and as soon as the smile spread across her face he launched at her.

  She jumped back, and squealed as she ran up the stairs.

  She didn’t know where she was going and it didn’t matter. He caught up with her before she got far. Threw her over his shoulder and strode into his bedroom. She went flying through the air and landed on his bed. She bounced on it a up and down a couple of times before he was on top of her. “I want to hear you say it,” he growled as he pinned her down with his body.

  Feeling his hard cock press against her, a shiver of arousal coursed through her. “I think I made myself clear when I told you why I had to go,” she said in a tone not quite as even as she had intended.

  “I want the words.” He ground his erection against her pussy, making her moan, and she knew she wouldn’t last much longer.

  She didn’t want to either.

  She cupped his face with her hands, “I love you, James Reed, and I don’t ever want to be without you either,” she told him.

  He growled in appreciation before crashing his lips to hers.

  Her hands went into his hair and she kissed him back just as possessively.

  He rubbed his cock against her pussy, fueling her need, and she moaned into his mouth.

  He released her lips and their eyes met. That ever-present pull between them intensifying to all new high, culminating in a sense of urgency

  They were suddenly in a frenzy, desperate to get the other’s cloths off. Pieces of clothing went flying through the room.

  “This is the day you choose to wear pants,” James said, struggling to get them off her. He tore her panties down her legs and finally, they were both naked.

  His much larger body looming over hers. “You are so beautiful,” he said softly, cupping her cheek with his hand. He kissed her lips and then moved lower, trailing kisses all the way down to her center.

  He licked and sucked her pussy until she was mewling incoherently. She was right on the edge when he stopped, mowed up her body, between her legs. Rubbing the head of his hard cock all over her wetness till it was slick with her juices. “You ready for me Kitty?” He asked, his tone betraying the tension in his body.

  “Oh god, Yes. I want you inside me, James,” She cried, spreading her legs wider for him.

  Growling, he pressed into her virgin opening, the invasion making her gasp out loud.

  He took her mouth in a fierce kiss before he thrust fully into her, stretching her pussy and tearing through her virginity.

  A little whine escaped her and he kissed her deeper, distracting her from the pain.

  They kissed for a long time, not moving, as she got used to his size.

  Feeling the pain subside, she wiggled beneath him, and he slowly pulled out of her.

  “You feel like heaven, baby,” he whispered, and thrust back in, deeper this time.

  She knew he was holding back, trying to be gentle with her as he gritted his teeth and began a moving, setting a rhythm of slowly pulling out and thrusting back into her tightness, until she was able to take all of him.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and began moving with him, meeting his thrusts. Feeling her orgasm getting closer and closer, her moans and shouts of pleasure got louder and louder. “So close, James…oh God…Oh God.”

  Their pace picked up, their thrusts got harder and soon she was flying over the edge, screaming his name as waves of pleasure rippled through her body. He was right there with her, roaring through his release as he emptied himself deep inside her.

  Collapsing on top of her, he buried his face in her hair. “I love you, Kitty,” he whispered.

  “I love you, too,” She said, holding him tightly.

  He rolled over onto his back, pulling her with him, wrapping his arms around her.

  They lay there for a long time. Her head on his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscular torso as he played with her hair, his fingers sifting through her locks.

  Blissful peace.

  But of course, there was one more thing they needed to face.

  “Who gets to tell dad?” She whispered.

  “I’ll talk to John. I’ll make him understand.” He said, kissing her forehead.

  She knew that wasn’t going to be easy. “We’ll do it together,” she told him.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  James

  “More juice,” James asked, clearing the kitchen counter after their breakfast.

  “No thank you, I still got some.” Katherine smiled at him from the other side of the counter, where she was sitting reading a newspaper. She was wearing wool socks, panties, and his shirt.

  This time, he wasn’t complaining about it, or contemplating how to cover her up. Rather the opposite.

  “Anything interesting in there,” he asked, putting the juice carton back in the refrigerator.

  “Well actually...” she said, “there are several pages in here about the Reed Industries company party tonight.”

  “What?” James frowned. “Why?” It was just a party for employees and whoever they wanted to invite. Sure, it was usually a success, but still. “It’s hardly newsworthy,” he said.

  “Oh dear,” she said, “it’s because they’re worried about the zoo-animals.”

  “What? What zoo-animals?”

  “At the party,” she said. “Come and see for yourself.”

  “It doesn’t say that,” he said, putting on his glasses. “Le
t me see.”

  As soon as he rounded the counter, she pushed the newspaper away and stood up right in front of him.

  “What are you…?” he trailed off as he saw the look on her face. “There was nothing like that in the paper was there?”

  “No,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

  James fought the pull at the corners of his mouth. “It’s the glasses, isn’t it?”

  She licked her lips. “More like you wearing the glasses.”

  He couldn’t contain his smile. “Whatever floats you boat. Come here,” he said pulling her flush against him. “With just one look, Kitty, see what you do to me.” With his hands firmly on her ass, he ground his erection against her.

  “Oh God James,” she moaned and threw her head back, giving him full access to her beautiful neck. As he began kissing her soft skin, his hand found its way under her shirt and into her panties.

  “The glasses really do it for you, huh?” he murmured against her neck as his fingers traced through her wet folds and circled her clit.

  “Mmm…” she moaned.

  “Are you too sore, baby?”

  “No…I want you, James. I want you inside me, now.”

  Growling he crashed his lips to hers in a hungry kiss as she began opening his pants with one hand, her other hand in his hair, holding him against her.

  His craving for her was so strong he only faintly registered the doorbell ringing.

  “Good morning Mr. Healy,” he heard Thomas say in a loud and awkwardly cheery voice.

  They both froze as they heard her father reply, “Good morning Thomas, I took a chance that James is home.”

  Katherine and James both sprang into action.

  They were on opposite sides of the counter before Thomas answered, “Oh yes, yes he…um…er…I was just on my way out, but let me just go tell him you’re here.”

  “No need, no need, I’ll find him myself.”

  “Oh…um…at least let me take your coat.” Thomas tried to stall, giving them time to sort themselves out.

  James had left John a message that he wanted to talk to him, but he had expected him to call, not just show up.

  “Good morning,” he said, entering the kitchen.

  His eyes fell on his daughter, then James. “Seems not even you could make her keep her clothes on,” he said, chuckling. But as his eyes flicked between the two of them, his expression turned serious and his chuckle faded out. “Is that your shirt?” he asked James while starring at Katherine.

  Shit! He’d completely forgotten the shirt.

  “John.” James tried.

  John held up his hands. “No, no, nononono…you can’t be serious…my daughter…no…Jesus fucking Christ, man.” John yelled, both hands going to his head.

  “John, calm down, man.”

  “You of all people…you,” he pointed at James, “the fucking boy scout.”

  “Please listen. I can explain.”

  “Oh, I don’t need you to explain, I understand perfectly”

  “I don’t think you do. I am not in this to take advantage of your daughter, I sincerely—”

  “Ha!” John barked out a laugh. “Good God, man, are you blind. You taking advantage of her? No, she’s taking advantage of you. How are you not seeing this?”

  “It’s not like that,” James said.

  “Yes, it is exactly like that,” he said. “Katherine, go pack your bags, you’re coming with me,” he ordered without looking at her.

  “Dad, please hear us out,” Katherine tried.

  “I’ve heard enough. We’re done here. Let’s go.”

  “Dad, please—”

  John cut her off, “No, get in the car, right now. I’ll send for your stuff.”

  “John, please listen,” James said in his most diplomatic tone. “We didn’t want you to find like this.”

  “Or find out at all.” John barked out, not letting him finish “Don’t fucking patronize me,” he spat before he turned to Katherine. “And you, if you weren’t so self-destructive, you’d be happy to know that I fixed your mess, you’re back in school on Monday. But I guess this is the thanks I get for keeping the police of your back.”

  “John, about the police,” James said.

  John held up his hand, “James, I don’t want to hear it, whatever it is. Christ man, I can’t even look at you right now.”

  They needed to have a conversation about that, but it was obviously going to have to wait.

  John turned to his daughter. “Katherine, now!”

  “Dad, I’m no leaving.” She stood her ground.

  “She wants to stay here, she stays here,” James said putting his arm around her.

  To say John was angry, was putting it mildly. His entire body shook as his face turned almost purple, his nostrils flared, and the veins in his forehead were dangerously close to popping. “Good fucking Lord,” he gritted through clenched teeth as he turned around and stormed out of the room, slamming the front door on his way out.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  Katherine

  Katherine stared out the window, watching her dad get into his car and speed off.

  “Kitty.” James came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “He just needs some time. It will be all right,” he whispered into her ear.

  “Be all right? How can you say that?” She turned in his arms, her gaze trained on his chest. “Maybe I should go.”

  “What? No” He cupped her face and made her look at him. “You are not going anywhere. He needs to understand that and you need to understand that. You are mine, I love you and I’m never letting you go.”

  “But James—”

  “You want to be with me?” He looked into her eyes.

  Katherine sighed. “You know I do.”

  “Then there’s nothing to discuss,” he said firmly.

  “But what about your friendship?”

  “Sweetie, we knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Let him have some time to digest. He didn’t mean those things he said.”

  “Oh, he meant them,” she said with tears in her eyes.

  “No, he was just angry, and he’s probably regretting it already. He’s going to apologize to you, I promise.”

  Fat chance, Katherine thought to herself. This was a total disaster. “Maybe I shouldn’t go with you tonight,” she said. “You know, maybe not rub it in his face so much.”

  “You’re coming, he can stay away if he wants to, but we’re not going to baby him. He’ll see this is real and he’ll come around.”

  She wasn’t so sure, but there was no way she was giving up James. Wrapping her arms around him and resting her head against his chest, she whispered, “I love you.”

  “I love you too,” he said, kissing the top of her head and hugging her closer.

  For a while they just stood there, holding each other. Then something her dad said popped into her mind.

  She wiped her tears away and looked up at him. “James?”

  “Yes baby?” He swiped his thumb over the apple of her cheek.

  “Were you…were you an actual boy scout?”

  He blinked at her question, then tried to suppress his smile, “Well yes, and I was a really good one too,” he said and pushed his glasses up his nose with one finger.

  Her breath hitched as a surge of heat coursed through her. God, this man had an effect on her.

  He raised an eyebrow as if questioning where she was going with this, and she couldn’t resist. She just had to know. “Did you have one of those uniforms with a scarf?”

  “A neckerchief? Of course,” he said.

  “And knee socks?” She bit her lip.

  “Yes.”

  “And did you have badges?”

  “I did, quite a few actually,” he said proudly.

  “Oh my God,” she breathed. It was too much.

  A wolfish grin appeared on his face and his hand found its way into her panties. Her breath hitched as his fingers slid through her wet fold
s, making her knees weak.

  “You’re…you’re kind of a nerd,” she stuttered, failing to maintain her composure.

  “I am,” he said, his fingers circling her sensitive bud.

  “It really turns me on,” she half moaned.

  “Yeah, I’m getting that,” he said against her lips before crashing his mouth to hers in a kiss. Impatient, heated, hungry, breaking only for him to pull the shirt over her head.

  His hands roamed over her body. His touch sending sparks of arousal coursing through her.

  Wanting him closer, needing him closer, she ripped his shirt open. Buttons went flying and scattering around them as their mouths devoured each other. Her hands traced down his muscular chest to the front of his pants, opening them as fast as she could.

  He growled into her mouth as she wrapped her hand around his engorged erection, and began sliding her fingers along his length.

  “Fuck baby, you’re going to make me come before I get inside you,” he grunted.

  “I need you, James,” she moaned.

  James let out a growling sound, grabbed the sides of her panties and tore them off her.

  “Oh God yes,” she cried out as he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he pushed her back against the wall.

  Sliding his hard cock against her wet pussy, he found her entrance, and slammed inside. Roaring as his shaft penetrated her tight channel.

  Covering her mouth with his, he muffled her cries, and began moving. Setting a slow pace at first, but quickly picking up speed.

  Katherine held onto his shoulders as he slammed into her, again and again, pushing her closer and closer to the edge, until pleasure ripped through her and she came, screaming his name.

  Barely down from her high, he sat her down, spun her around. She braced her arms against the wall, as he grabbed her hips and pushed into her again from behind.

  He pounded into her again and again as his fingers teased her clit. “Again, Kitty,” he growled into her ear, sending her over the edge again. The orgasm rippled through her, her whole body trembled, her pussy squeezed his cock, and he followed her over the edge, roaring as he poured himself into her.