38. Touch

Genre: Paranormal romance, drama

Type: Series
Characters: Krisis, Leigh
Prompt:038. Touch

Word Count: 450 +

Warning: language, nudity, adult situations

Rating:  M- (coarse language, adult situations, nudity. N.B-Applies to the whole series)

Summary: Krisis buys some time

038. Touch

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Bridgeport, present day

It was a week since his talk with Jacqueline, and still no word from her. He’d called her at least a thousand times, and each time left messages for her to call him back.

She was toying with him, making him aware that she was in control. Well if she thought she would come between him and Leigh she’d better think again.

He’d had enough time to think and talk things through with his family. What J.D. and Krimsyn suggested made a whole lot of sense. He could still support Jacqueline, and be in the baby’s life, and he’d take an active role in raising his kid. But Leigh would be a part of it too, if she still wanted him after tonight. He had a lot to say, and he just hoped it would come out right. He’d never lied to her, and he wasn’t about to start now.

He heard Leigh’s old car die down in the driveway and he went out to greet her. He’d offered, on a dozen occasions, to get her a new car, but she kept rejecting his offer, insisting she didn’t want expensive gifts and she didn’t want to be a kept woman.

“Hey,” she smiled up at him. The fading sunlight hit all the different shades of brown in her eyes, and he felt like he was drowning…

“Come here,” he growled and pulled her close to him. Before she knew what hit her, he was all over her like a rash, kissing her long and hard.

“What’s going on?” She managed to pull away from him, as he unbuttoned her shirt.

Without answering her question, her hauled her over his shoulder and carried her inside, up the stairs, to his bed…

Moments later he was inside her, and for a blissful two hours he shut off the rest of the world, the only reminder it even existed were the millions of lights shimmering from the skyscrapers beyond the glass.

“Do you mind telling me what’s on your mind?” She asked, as she stretched languidly and made her way to the bathroom.

Still not satiated, he followed her inside the shower, and began soaping her body, within minutes, they were making love again. Jesus, she was like a drug. Weirdly enough it wasn’t even about her blood. Feeding had become his secondary need now, but pleasuring Leigh was his primary concern.

They dried themselves, and changed into fresh clothing, Leigh wearing one of his old shirts. She looked cute, and sexy, and she must have seen the look in his eyes, because she firmly shook her head.

“No more Mister! We’re going to have that talk. I know something’s on your mind,” she insisted as she dragged him downstairs...

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