Page 33 of Breakaway

He draws a ragged breath. “God damn, babe, you almost made me come doing that. You may have to give me a second to get my control back.” He studies me with a hint of concern. “Have you done this?”

I shake my head. “But I want to.”

Smiling, I lean down and run my tongue over his tip then around his hood. His body flexes and strains for control. Exactly like he made me feel. He groans and spears a hand in my hair while the other rests lightly on my shoulder. “Just need to touch you,” he croaks.

Taking him into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around him getting used to his flavor and girth. Palming his balls in my other hand, I feel his body tremble as I explore.

“Fuck, fuck. That’s it. So good. Gonna come, babe. Pull off.” But I don’t. I keep sucking, taking him deeper and harder. Enjoying his reaction. I realize he’s sharing his vulnerability with me. Suddenly I feel empowered. Equal. Sucking harder, I stroke with one hand while massaging his balls in the other. His body tenses and he cries out as he explodes for me. I swallow all that I can then take my time licking him clean.

He collapses into the mattress. Cupping the back of my head, he guides me up to lay on top of him. “Need you with me. Come here.”

A few moments later he rolls us to our sides facing each other. “You are magnificent. Beautiful. Smart. Strong. Everything I’ve ever longed for.” He kisses me reverently. “Mine and I’m yours.”

My heart thunders in my chest. This is a dream. It can’t be true. Someone like Turk is so above me. “I… you can’t…”

“Shh… Relax. I know I’m dumping a lot on you at once. I’m not the kind of guy who holds back. I know what I feel and what I want. YOU. I’ll give you time to catch up. For now, let me hold you.”

He does. All night long. Waking me up twice more to make love to me.

CHAPTER 17

Turk

It’s been three days. They still haven’t found Slack.

Clark has hired extra security for the team practices. They were scheduled to have a home game but thankfully the league postponed it due to a major storm front hitting the opposing team’s location and they couldn’t safely travel.

Dad is with us now at my place which has become command central. Dad and I clean up the breakfast dishes while Cat makes more coffee. “He’s here. I can feel it Dad snaps. But where?”

Cat pours him more coffee and tops off hers and mine.

I wrap an arm around her waist and whisper. “I need my sugar.”

Leaning down, she kisses me. I know some would say this is fast, but this woman is my life, my future.

My family has always been openly affectionate. I worried how Cat would accept it. At first, she was a little stiff, but today she hugged Dad back and didn’t blush when I kissed her in front of him. I can’t make up for the affection she missed growing up. But I can shower her with all my love from this day forward.

Dad sighs, and a contented smile crosses his lips as he savors his coffee and a full belly. “Your mother is angry at me right nowbecause I won’t let her come over to meet your girl. I promised her you’d facetime her again later.”

“She’s safe, right?” Cat asks.

“Yes. Two of my retired buddies are with her and she’s got her shotgun. Trust me. That woman doesn’t miss with that thing.”

“When this is over, I want you to teach me how to use a weapon,” she says looking at my dad. “I hear from Tatum and Turk you’re the best.”

Dad glows at her words and the praise. “It will be my pleasure, Caitlyn.”

She studies him for a minute. “You always call me Caitlyn. Why?”

He nods my way. “You’re his Cat. To my wife and I you’re Caitlyn.”

She blushes, but nods understanding his personalization. I try to explain. “Mom is Meg to him. But Madge to the rest of the world.”

“I should call her Madge.”

Dad shakes his head. “Oh hell no. You best be calling her Mom the way this is going. Or she’s likely to skin your man.”

Cat chuckles. “So, she truly does rule the house as Tatum has told me in the past?”

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