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  “Miki let go babydoll. Enjoy the feeling, I want so bad to make you orgasm for me, right here in my lap, so fucking bad.” His timber was dark and hungry. She opened her liquid green eyes and watched his face with an “O” on her lips. His hand slid up and then dipped below her pajama pants and beneath her panties. She cried out when he softly rubbed her slick lips, parting them, finding her tight bundle of nerves, circling it, licking over her neck again and softly biting her tender skin. He kept his thumb on her button and slipped one finger into her silky depths and when she tightened around him and convulsed he growled and dipped in and out of her, circling her little nub until she bucked and screamed out his name, gushing over his fingers and quivering on his lap.

  “Fuck babydoll, my god you are so fucking beautiful baby, so damn sexy.” His mouth was on hers again, drinking in her soft little whimpers as he continued his touch, just much lighter now. Her bottom kept writhing against him until he gasped and slid his finger deeper, coming in his pants like a teenage boy with his first girl. She had to have known he was coming because she wiggled harder against him and shook, bucking against his hand as she exploded again, soaking his lap with her sweet honey. Gently he slipped his finger from her sex and pressed his mouth to hers, shaking like a leaf. When they looked at each other both were breathing hard and looked shocked at what had just happened. Her eyes started to lower but he wasn’t having that, not after what they just shared. Tilting her face up, he kissed her mouth, her cheeks, and cute little nose, tenderly kissing her forehead. “Thank you Miki. I love you so much babydoll.”

  She bit her lower lip and stroked her hand over his cheek, nuzzling against his neck and curling up against him still shaking. “I never knew, Noah I never knew it could be so wonderful. You made me feel so, I don’t even know the words for it, so intense, and I never knew. I soaked your lap Noah, I’m sorry I didn’t mean too.”

  He gave her that cocky grin and rubbed her bottom affectionately. “Don’t you dare, ever, apologize for that. You, my love, are sexy as hell and I wouldn’t change a damn thing. You are perfect. You are mine.”

  She gave him a lazy grin and kissed his cheek. “You are perfect. And you are mine.” He simply nodded his head, smiling “Damn straight.”

  Chapter 14

  Easing from his lap Miki took his hand heading towards the bathroom. She gathered two towels from the cabinet and turned on the shower for him. “You go first; I’ll toss your clothes in the wash for you.”

  His fingers traced her cheek and he kissed her there, nuzzling his nose against her skin, his low timber heating her body all over again. “Is there any chance of getting you in there with me?”

  Her face flushed hot “Toss your clothes out the door when you strip Romeo.” Laughing she walked into her bedroom, sorting through her clothes, finding an old pair of sweats that were baggy on her thinking they would do for him until his clothes were dry. Rounding the corner she was going to put the sweats on the bathroom door handle, but the door was wide open and steam was rolling out. She looked up and there he was, bathing, the curtain half open so she could see his sun kissed skin looking glorious with beaded water dripping down sinuous muscles. The rivulets were trickling down the hard plane of his stomach and over his…oh my… he was thick and fully erect and chuckling. “Like what you see babydoll?” He turned to face her, no shame or shyness, his hard body slick with soap, big strong hands sliding the soapy cloth down and stroking over his manhood. The fact that he had lost part of his leg and had scars scattered on his body did nothing to take away from just how mouthwatering he was. If anything it made him sexier, more rugged and strong. That along with the tattoos he had on his back, chest and biceps she was just drooling.

  Good thing there weren’t any flies around, because her mouth hung open in shock for a moment, until she realized she was flat out staring at him, and she snapped her mouth shut, tossing the sweat pants on the counter and took off out the door. He laughed and yelled “Aren’t you going to wash my clothes for me babydoll? You did, after all, soak them.” The laugh was wicked and sexy as she marched back into the bathroom and snatched up his clothes. When she stood he reached for her and tugged her to him kissing her until she was weak and purring. Releasing her and looking into her smoky green doe eyes he growled and whispered. “If you don’t want to get dragged in here with me you better escape now, my control is shot from you looking at me with fire in your eyes.”

  She turned tail and ran. His laugh was so hot and erotic. Hell, everything about him was sexy. While she wanted badly to strip and slither her body against his she was afraid. Not afraid of him, not at all. Maybe she was just afraid of letting go and giving herself to him, afraid of getting hurt. Stuffing the clothes in the washer she measured soap and shut the lid, still mumbling to herself as she went back to her bedroom and found a pair of jeans and a comfy sweater. It was still frosty outside, and she would be heading back to her place in Atlanta, stopping at the grocery store to get things for dinner once she showered and dried her hair.

  All thought of any of that was lost the moment she turned, and there he stood, leaning on the door frame with his crutches propped against the wall in only the sweat pants she gave him, little beads of water still on his neck and chest. Her mouth went dry and she sincerely wanted to lick each drop off his skin, and rub her face against the soft tuft of hair on his chest that thinned down into a line that dipped below the waist of his pants. Her tongue felt thick and her limbs were heavy, breasts aching and swelling while her sex throbbed, dampening all over again and he hadn’t even touched her, hadn’t spoken a word. Finally she got her feet to move and she tried to appear casual walking towards him hoping he would move so she wouldn’t have to squeeze by him to get out.

  Well, so much for that. He tugged the string that was tied in a bow at the waist of her pajama pants and just barely tickled his fingers under the band, feeling her stomach as it quivered under his soft touch. She should probably slap his hand away and stomp off or something similarly “good girl” instead of standing there secretly hoping he would touch her one more time, just once. His head dipped towards hers and the kiss he gave her curled her toes and had her tippy toeing up to kiss him harder, deeper still. Teeth scraped her lips until she was panting, whimpering his name between kisses, reveling in feeling like a woman hungered for by a man. Unfortunately that didn’t last long when the shrill of the telephone jerked them from their reverie. Pulling from him she went to her bedside table and grabbed the phone looking at the caller id and groaning before she answered.

  “Mikayla, I was wondering about you since you never called again or came by this weekend. I called Vivi’s and she said you were at Momma’s, I mean your house, and that Noah was with you. Did he stay the night with you?” Callum was obviously unhappy finding out she had stayed with Noah alone, but she was grown and wasn’t in the mood for his big brother antics.

  “Callum I’m a big girl and I can come and go as I please. It’s none of your business if he stayed here. I am getting ready to shower and head back to school for my finals in the morning, but I’ll be heading back here to stay on Friday or Saturday.”

  “What do you mean it’s none of my business? You’re my baby sister, and I don’t care who he is but he better not be disrespecting my sister or I’ll kick his ass, SEAL or not.”

  “Oh good grief Callum calm down, it’s not like we got naked and danced under the moon it’s too damn cold outside.” It was wicked of her to tease him, but he was so easily riled she couldn’t resist.

  “So what, you danced naked inside, is that what you’re insinuating? I’m on my way over…” click. She looked at the phone stunned and busted out laughing.

  “So, it looks like Callum is on his way over to defend my honor. You have fun with that Romeo; I’m going to take a shower.” She went in the bathroom and shut the door, giggling as she locked it.

  Noah stood there for a second and started laughing too. Well if Callum threw a punch it wouldn’t be the fir
st time in all the years they had known each other and probably wouldn’t be the last. Especially once he told him he was marrying Miki. He went to his bag and pulled on his sweatshirt from the day before, then headed to the laundry to toss his other clothes in the dryer.

  By the time he heard Miki turn the shower off Callum was charging through the door in a huff.

  “What the hell are you doing here with my sister all night Noah. Mikayla is my sister bro! What the hell man?”

  Noah grinned “Want some coffee man?” He didn’t wait for an answer he just headed for the kitchen and poured them a cup and sat at the table so he could wrap his leg.

  “Hey, I’m talking to you Noah!” Callum was fuming and his skin was red with anger.

  “I hear you Callum. Calm down, drink your coffee, Miki will be out of the bathroom in just a minute and you’ll see she is just fine.”

  “I just heard her on the phone, I know she sounds fine. My point is, are you sleeping with my sister?” By the time he got the word sister out he was yelling loud enough Miki heard him loud and clear.

  “Callum, shut your filthy mouth! We are not sleeping together yet. I mean we slept together but we didn’t sleep together, got it? Not that it’s any of your business!”

  “Besides Callum, I asked Miki to marry me and I’m hoping to have her convinced by the time she and I come back with her stuff from Atlanta that she needs to make an honest man out of me.”

  “Yet? YET?! So you’re planning on sleeping with him Mikayla?

  Miki’s face turned beet red and Callum looked like he was about to blow a fuse. She had seen that look on his face before and knew he was about to snap so she stepped in between him and Noah, who was acting oblivious to Callum’s temper tantrum, content on methodically wrapping his leg and attaching the prosthetic with a satisfied grin on his face.

  “Callum calm down. There is nothing for you to be getting so worked up about.” She patted his arm and pulled out a chair. “Sit. Relax.”

  Noah was thoroughly enjoying pressing his best friends buttons and working him up. Even though Miki was glaring at him, wanting him to stop, he was just so damn happy he wanted to make Callum miserable a little while longer.

  “Come on buddy you know I’ve had it bad for her since she was in Jr. High and I was in High School. Remember I used to scare off all the boys that flirted with her because I didn’t want them flirting with my babydoll.”

  Before she could stop him Callum jumped up and punched Noah in the face “You sorry son of a bitch talking about her like that! She was just a baby back then you jack ass!” Noah was laughing as he got up from his chair, grabbing a few paper towels and wiping the blood off his chin.

  “You still hit like a girl Cal. I guess once we get back and settled down Uncle Noah’s gonna have to go teach your boys how to fight so they don’t hit like a girl like their Daddy does."

  Callum swung again but Noah ducked and weaved, while Callum tried again to land another punch. Noah caught his fist in his and grinned “HOOYAH!” That made Callum grin and chant with him “HOOYAH!” The next thing you know they hugged and slapped each other’s back like nothing ever happened. Laughing about the punch and then talking about high school and all the fights they got into back then. It was if the subject of Miki and Noah disappeared and the same old camaraderie was back as per usual. She shook her head and went to gather her things, pulling Noah’s clothes out of the dryer and tossing them on the table in front of them.

  “There’s your clothes Romeo, and if you are coming with me, you need to get ready so we can go to your house and get your things for the week, that is…if you two are done acting like idiots.”

  Callum grabbed her hand and pulled her over to him and gave her a hug. “Aw come on sissy, you know I have to be protective over you, you're my baby sister. You know how I feel about Noah and that he’s a great guy. I think he’s good for you and you’re good for him. I’m happy for you two.” He kissed her cheek and stood up.

  Miki rolled her eyes exasperated “I haven’t even said yes yet Callum so don’t put your happy pants on already.”

  “Oh sissy, you keep saying ‘yet’ you two are practically already married he just hasn’t put a ring on your finger yet.” He tugged her hair and she punched him, walking off and muttering something about men being jack asses and slammed the door as she headed to the truck to put her things inside.

  It didn’t take long for them to head to Noah’s, get his things and get on the road back to Atlanta. They made a quick stop at the market, then headed to her place and unloaded the truck still in relative silence. The entire drive they hadn’t spoken much, they just listened to the radio and held hands. By the time they got inside Miki was shivering so Noah built a fire while she put up the groceries and started some coffee and dinner. He watched her while she worked as he changed the bandage on his leg and massaged the aching muscle. Sitting in the truck for a long period hadn’t been helpful. She didn’t say anything but he saw her watching him.

  “You want some Ibuprofen or something Noah?”

  “I have pain medicine for it, I just don’t like the way they make me feel. So yeah, maybe a few Ibuprofens will take the edge off.”

  She went to the bathroom and got him some, bringing it to him and grabbing a bottle of juice out of the fridge. She leaned and kissed his cheek, kneeling to the floor she started massaging his tight muscle. He downed the tablets with a long swig of juice and kissed her forehead.

  “Thank you babydoll, you’re so good to me.”

  Her smile was soft “You deserve to be spoiled and taken care of honey.”

  He grinned and laughed a little “I certainly feel that way since I smell fried chicken cooking, coffee brewing and have a pretty girl on her knees in front of me.”

  “Noah Cane! You filthy minded pervert.” She swatted his chest and stood up, laughing and starting to walk away. He snatched her arm and pulled her back against him and sitting her on his good knee.

  “Now now now, don’t get your feathers ruffled babydoll. You know I’m teasing, although, now that you mention it…” She smacked his chest and laughed “OW! Go easy on me woman!” Now she was just giggling and nuzzling his neck, kissing his cheek, hugging him to her.

  “Mmm that’s much better.” He tilted her chin and kissed her. A slow languorous kiss that had her purring and her fist clenching the neck of his shirt. He pulled back and grinned.

  “You might want to check dinner babydoll.”

  She hopped up and ran to the stove, hurriedly flipping the chicken. “Oh damn, I nearly burned it on this side.” She giggled and turned the fire down some. “That’s entirely your fault though, you were distracting me.”

  His smile was so mischievous “I’ll take the blame babydoll; I’d rather have you on my lap and on fire than a fried chicken dinner any day.”

  She flushed bright red and tossed a potholder at him. “Brat, what am I gonna do with you Noah Cane?”

  He caught the potholder and put it on the table grinning. “Well, first of all, you’re going to marry me. Second of all, we’re gonna spend a lot of time making sweet love when you aren’t writing. Third, we’re gonna talk about starting a family. Fourth, we’re gonna be making a lot of love.”

  She couldn’t stop giggling. Damn him he made her feel like a silly giddy girl. It was kind of annoying she couldn't do anything but just drool over him and giggle. She needed to turn the tables on him and get him flustered. Yes. That’s exactly what she needed to do. Miki walked over to him as he finished wrapping his leg. Her nails dragging over the back of his neck while her lips brushed over his ear whispering. “You mean we can’t make love until we get married Noah? Are you sure about that?” She licked over his earlobe and walked away, working on dinner again while he sat there doing that sexy low growling thing that drove her nuts.

  She was draining the water off the potatoes when he stood up and poured them both a mug of coffee and took it to the table. By the time he got back to her she was add
ing butter and milk to them and starting to whip them smooth. He covered her hand with his and flicked the mixer off and pulled her tight against him, her back to his front. He nosed her hair to the side and bit the back of her neck, sliding his arm around to stroke her lower abdomen, whispering in his low growl. “You’re playing with fire babydoll, but you know that though don’t you? Progress babydoll, we’re making an exceptional amount of progress.” He slipped his tongue over her earlobe rubbing his groin against her bottom when she whimpered. He bit her sharply and patted his hand on her mound and let her go. She caught a hold of the counter to keep from falling. Her knees were weak and she ached, oh god how she ached. Turning, she saw him at the stove, taking nearly burned chicken out of the pan grinning like the cat that ate the canary. Miki turned back around and finished mixing the potatoes, trying to stop rubbing her thighs together and making his chest puff out more. Good grief he was already cocky enough.

  They placed the food on the table and she refilled their mugs of coffee before sitting down to eat. He went over to her stereo and set it on a slow R & B station and came to sit beside her. She picked at her food, barely tasting anything but he dug into it ravenously, making her smile teasingly him. “Were you starving sugar?”