King (Maine Silver Foxes #1)

Chapter 17

M ia

What they had was something that had consumed them so rapidly that Mia was still trying to understand it. Understand the whirlwind of their actions and their emotions that had led them into the situation they found themselves in now. If she could find one word to describe what had happened between them, it would be “instant.”

Instant attraction.

Instant lust.

Instant satisfaction.

She found herself straddling King with her core up against his growing erection. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she tried to come up with an answer to his question that would explain why she’d been so quick to believe Sheila, before she decided that nothing but the truth would matter. “My ex-husband cheated on me,” she admitted quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed over something she hadn’t been able to control. “For years. Everyone knew but me.” She was determined to hold back her tears. She’d done enough crying over it. “I wasn’t good enough.”

“How the hell could he do that to you?” King asked, his anger palpable. “You are good enough, baby. I’ll fucking kill him for making you feel that way.”

Mia couldn’t hold back a laugh in response to his passion, knowing they were just words said in the heat of the moment. “No, don’t,” she said, her palms resting against his chest. “It’s finished. Let karma take care of it.”

“Still, he’s an asshole,” King growled, clenching his jaw. “He didn’t deserve a woman like you.” They stared deeply into each other’s eyes. “Before this goes any further, I want to make something clear. I don’t know what Sheila said to make you so angry the other day, but I have a pretty damned good idea. I can’t stop her from spieling her vindictive lies, but from here on out, you come to me if she does, and we talk it over. I won’t lie to you, even if I know the truth will hurt. She wanted the divorce and now she wants back in because she misses the money and the easy life she had.” Because Mia was staring at his chest, King put a finger beneath her chin and tilted her face up to him. “Her and me, that’s not gonna happen, darlin’.”

She saw the integrity in his brown eyes and believed him, but his revelation about who had initiated their divorce bothered her. “You didn’t want the divorce?”

King’s lips twitched at the corners. “Not because I loved her,” he admitted gruffly. “Just seemed easier to stay married. Got used to shit, even when I wasn’t happy. Change is hard and sometimes messy, so I put up with things the way they were because it was convenient.”

Mia knew all about that.

“We have a daughter together, and Sheila was good at running the household. If she strayed...” King shrugged. “I didn’t give a shit. We weren’t having sex.”

That caught Mia’s attention. “You weren’t?” Interesting.

King’s laugh was a sexy rumble in his chest. “Not the last year we were together. And I waited until the divorce was final before I slept around.”

Mia decided that she’d heard enough. Her earlier impressions of King were correct. He was a decent man, and she was ashamed that she’d doubted him because of Sheila’s lies. “I’m sorry, King,” Mia said. “For believing Sheila. I didn’t handle it very well, and I’m sorry I ran off at the mouth like that.” She sighed heavily. “And in front of your men.”

“And you thought I was like your ex.” His face softened, and he pulled her into his arms. “Trust me, woman, I’d never hurt you like that.” He lifted his hips off the seat as if to get more comfortable, and Mia moaned when his hard cock rubbed against her clit.

Mia laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat for a minute. “I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. I was hurt and angry.” Her gaze lifted to his and she admitted with a smirk, “I wanted to cut off your balls.”

“I can understand that,” he said, stroking her hair, “but if you want to be with me, you have to trust me. I promise I’ll never, ever cheat on you.” He kissed her forehead. “I’m here for you, Mia. I’m not going anywhere.”

Mia’s head was spinning. She’d come close to screwing up what she suspected was going to be a good thing. After years of exchanging quick glances in passing, wondering what things would have been like if they hadn’t had different lives, the man who had always seemed to be there in the background, taunting her, was finally hers. She kissed his cheek before laying her head against his shoulder. King held her close, and she breathed in the scent of his mild cologne as her mind calmed.

Silence followed. The movement of King’s cock drew a moan from both of them, and then his hand was in Mia’s hair as he pulled her head off his chest. His eyes were dilated with arousal as he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss. “I want you in the worst way,” he growled, kissing Mia all around her mouth before settling on her lips again. The softness of his mouth on hers soon turned rough with uncontrolled intensity, and Mia moaned weakly, clutching her hands into his shirt.

She felt his cock throb against her pussy. The man had been hard since they’d entered his truck. She squeezed her thighs against him, relishing his reaction when he thrust up with a deep groan. Mia smiled against his lips. “I want you, King.” She ground down on him and shivered with delight. “But I don’t think this is the place...”

“The hell it isn’t,” King grunted, taking her bottom lip between his teeth. “The trees will cover us, and my windows are tinted.” He began to kiss his way over her jaw and down the side of her neck.

Her sigh was heavy as she tilted her neck to give him better access, shivering with need. “We’re not teenagers.” Her protest sounded weak even to her own ears. Mia closed her eyes, a moan escaping her parted lips as King’s hands pulled her shirt up to reveal her bathing suit beneath. He didn’t let the cloth cupping her breasts stop him from yanking the bikini top down, exposing her breasts.

“Fuck, baby,” he rasped, his eyes smoldering as he stared at her naked flesh. “Fucking love those tits.” His hands caressed and cupped them before he lost control and crammed his face between them, inhaling deeply.

Mia cried out softly, loving the feel of his scruff against her skin. Her heart was racing, the breath catching in her throat when King sucked and bit at her nipples. “King!” she panted, then whimpered when his tongue flicked over the tingling nubs. The feeling that traveled all the way down to her clit caused it to swell and throb.

The only relief she got was the constant grinding of his dick as she rocked against it. When King’s finger moved her bathing suit bottom aside and slipped inside her, Mia couldn’t contain the sharp cry of pleasure from escaping her. She fell forward and nibbled her way down his neck before sucking at the spot where it met his shoulders. Their heavy panting filled the truck and fogged the windows. The biggest turn-on was the heavy scent of their mutual arousal.

“Oh, damn!” Mia panted, moving her hips to the fingers penetrating her. As King’s fingers worked her body into a breathless frenzy of mindless pleasure she reached for the waistband of his shorts. She wanted to touch him too!

“Oh, fuck!” King grunted when Mia’s hand worked its way into his shorts and closed around him. “Yes, baby!” He began to thrust his fingers faster, using his thumb to manipulate her sensitive clit. “Come for me, darlin’.”

Mia could feel her orgasm climb, but she wanted King right there with her. She squeezed his massive cock and ran her hand up and down, building speed, using the precum dripping from the head to lubricate her movements. On one trip down she palmed his heavy balls, marveling at how full and tight they felt. King groaned, his big body shuddering.

“Come, Mia!” His fingers found that special spot inside her.

“I’m not coming without you!” Mia gasped, her hips gyrating with enough drive to start a fire. “If I need to take your big, fat cock in my mouth and suck the cum out of you, I will!”

It was a dirty, bold thing to say, but it got the desired result.

King threw his head back. “Uuugghh!” he roared as he came hard, his big body bucking off the seat. Mia detonated when she felt his warm seed spilling down over her hand, and suddenly they were both groaning loudly and jerking with their releases. “Goddamn!” His chest heaved against her naked breasts.

Mia couldn’t recall having ever come so hard, and she collapsed against King. His fingers were still buried inside her as she struggled to catch her breath. A smile spread across her face when the realization of what they’d done became clear.

“Jesus Christ, woman,” King rasped after a while. “Those filthy words coming out of your sweet mouth... You don’t play fair. I thought my damned head was going to explode when you said that.”

Laughter escaped Mia. She was a little surprised at herself for saying something so wicked. “Your head did explode,” she joked. It took a second before King laughed along with her.

“Damn, darlin’.” He ran his hands through the hair above her ears, rasping hotly against her lips. “We have some seriously hot chemistry between us, baby. I can’t wait to get you naked and beneath me so I can fuck you proper.”

That sounded like heaven to Mia, but she hoped that sex wasn’t all King wanted from her. She hadn’t returned home to Coldwater with the thought of finding a replacement for Jerry. Getting involved with another man had been the furthest thing from her mind. In fact, she’d sworn off men for a while. She had new priorities, and men were way down the list. Of course, running into Coldwater’s sexy bachelor and a man she’d secretly coveted for most of her life hadn’t been on her radar either.

She was a little confused by how fast she’d jumped into bed with King.

King pushed Mia away gently so their eyes could meet. “You got awful quiet, baby.”

She shrugged, taking a deep breath. “I’m not going to lie; the sex is out of this world good. But don’t you think we’re moving too fast?”

“Don’t you think it’s a little too late to be worried about that?” He studied her for a moment before snorting, “So what if we are? It’s not like we’re getting married tomorrow. We’re two mature adults who’ve experienced enough life to know what we want, and we took it. It’s not a crime to start a relationship off with sex. At least we know we’re compatible in bed.”

She couldn’t argue with him about that. “So, we’re in a relationship now?” Why did the possibility of that scare Mia? “I thought we were just having sex.”

“Baby,” King laughed, “we’ve exchanged enough looks over the years to know we’re attracted to each other. Don’t even try to convince me that you haven’t thought about me or wondered how it would be with me before now, because I sure as shit had you on my mind. Now is our time. You’re frightened, I get that. But I want you, and I’m not of a mind to give you up. I intend to keep on fucking you while we get to know each other, no matter how long that takes.” The hard stare he pinned on Mia revealed that he wasn’t giving her a choice. “Got it?”