Page 20 of Encircled in Darkness
I planted my hands on the bed on either side of her head and continued to flex against her. I had never had such a powerful orgasm, and the monster deep inside curled contently in his cage. Collapsing next to her, I panted and fought to catch my breath. Amaya turned so she was looking at me and I brushed a wet piece of hair from her forehead causing her to smile at me.
A genuine smile from the real Amaya and it felt like love staring back at me.
Shaking off the ridiculous idea of her actually loving me, I rolled over and pulled her thin body against mine. She tucked her head against my chest and placed a small kiss over my heart.
“That was amazing.” She said and I smiled up at the ceiling.
A moment later, I felt her pushing away from me and I turned to find her leaving the bed and walking out the door. The sound of a faucet running echoed into the room before she returned with a wet washcloth. Sitting next to me on the bed, she lifted my still semi-hard cock and washed off the evidence of our encounter.
Her gaze kept flittering between my eyes and her task with a small smile on her face. I felt my cock growing thick in her hand as the warm cloth rubbed against my sensitive skin. She tossed the rag to the floor and leaned over, placing a soft kiss against the head of my cock, and looking up at me with heat in her eyes.
A noise from the backyard had her whipping her head toward the door, and she stood. I grasped her arm and stood from the bed.
“Let me check it out. You stay here.” I kissed her quickly and watched her bite her bottom lip as I quickly pulled my pants on. I cautiously walked to the back door, cursing that I left my gun locked in my truck and pushed the curtain to the side. An orange cat was sitting on the back deck, pushing an empty dish around and yowling into the air.
I chuckled and shook my head. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Amaya standing in the doorway, my oversized shirt covering her naked perfection as she waited for my report. She had worry in her eyes and was chewing on her thumbnail as she watched me. I needed to contact Skid and find out what he discovered from the tapes.
“I think your cat is hungry.” Hoping to relax her and bring her back to me in the present.
She smiled and ran to the door, pulled the curtain to the sides, and pulled the security bar from the track before opening the door. A fluffy orange cat meowed as soon as it saw her and she leaned over, her pussy exposed as she scooped the furry animal into her arms. Rubbing against her face, the cat purred loudly, and she scratched behind its ears.
“I was so worried that scary man had hurt you. Are you hungry?”
The cat wiggled from her arms and she filled the food bowl on the back deck. She stumbled into the chair on the deck I had built last month, and the tremors in her hand started again. Her eyes cut to mine and she whispered, “Who was that man, James? Am I in danger?”
She looked out into the backyard and wrapped her arms around herself. I had meant for this space to be peaceful for her, and whoever had violated it would pay. I moved in front of her and pushed the cat’s dish to the side. He moved with it and I squatted in front of her, taking her shaking hands into mine. Placing a soft kiss on both hands, I explained.
“You’re mine and I protect what’s mine. Whoever he was, I’ll find him, and I promise no one will ever hurt you again.” I locked eyes with her and tried to rein in the anger that was quickly building.
I had gotten so carried away with finally having her in my arms, finally being able to touch and taste her like I wanted, that I had forgotten to make sure she was secured. That was a mistake that would never happen again.
Chapter 7
Amaya
The fleeting look onJames’s face was a mixture of rage and desire, and once again, I had to ask myself who he really was. He smiled at me and brought my hands to his sensual mouth, placing a kiss on both before he stood.
