Going Deep excerpt

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An Excerpt From:  GOING DEEP

© Copyright KIMBERLY DEAN, 2004

Published by Black Lace Books

‘Did you enjoy the game?’ he asked.  He caught her by the hips and tugged her closer.  ‘I saw you up there in the stands.’

She stood uncertainly between his spread legs and eyed him carefully.  ‘It looks like you’ve got a good team this year,’ she said after a point.

He slid his hand into her back pockets and nudged her closer.  Her hands went to his wrists, but she couldn’t dislodge his touch.  He curled his hands around her rear end and savored the feeling.  ‘We were Division III national champs last year.’

‘Really?’  She quickly tamped down on her instinctive excitement.  ‘I didn’t know,’ she mumbled.

He let his gaze run over her face.  If possible, she was even more of a knockout than the last time he’d seen her.  Of course, during their last encounter he hadn’t exactly been looking at her face.

‘Our goal is to repeat this year,’ he said, struggling to get past the picture in his head.

‘Well, I wish you luck.’

She didn’t seem to know where to put her hands.  He had more than a few ideas, but she settled with crossing her arms over her chest in a defensive gesture.  His teeth gritted with frustration, but he had to be careful not to spook her again.  She was skittish as a wild animal when it came to him.

Simple conversation seemed to be working, though.  His hormones hadn’t allowed for anything so subtle back when they’d been students.  In fact, his hormones were having a hard time slowing down now.  Her curves filled out that black sweater perfectly, and with his hands cupping her ass, he could hardly think.  She wasn’t standing still, either, and that didn’t help at all.

‘Cody,’ she said softly.  ‘Please take your hands off of me.’

He heard the edge in her voice, so he let her go.  She hooked her hair behind her ear and it was all he could do not to dive his fingers into the blonde strands and grab hold.

‘I’d like to get in the car now.’

‘No.  Stay.’  He couldn’t help it; he reached back out and caught her hand.  ‘Talk with me.’

‘Talk?’ she said with a strained laugh.

‘Just talk,’ he promised.  He didn’t know if he’d be able to keep it, but what the hell?  He quickly searched his brain for a safe topic.  ‘How do you like teaching?’

She rolled her neck and looked up at the stars.  ‘It’s okay.’

‘I never thought you’d come back here.’

‘Neither did I,’ she admitted quietly.  She looked at him.  ‘How long have you been here?’

‘Three years.’

Her teeth bit her lower lip.  ‘That must have been right after you blew out your knee.’

He was momentarily stunned.  ‘I didn’t know you were a fan of professional football, Brynn.’

‘You were good, Cody.’

The soft admission caught him right in the gut.

‘I was sorry to see your career end that way.’

‘So was I.’

The intimate conversation under the dark night sky was doing things for him.  She was doing things for him.  Just holding her hand wasn’t enough – not with the way his cock was stiffening.

‘Coaching’s not so bad, though,’ he said, trying to keep his body under control.

‘You came home, too.’

‘Yeah, I guess I did.’

She toyed with the gold necklace that shone so brightly against the black sweater and his gaze went to her breasts.

‘Did you keep in touch with anyone from the old days?’ she asked.

The question was like a two-by-four right between the eyes.  The hot feeling in his stomach gelled like lava.  ‘No,’ he said through a throat that felt like gravel.  ‘Did you?’

Her eyes flared at his sharp tone.  ‘How could I after what you did?’

‘I did?’ he said, his own temper piquing.  ‘Think again, baby.  That was a joint effort.  You certainly didn’t try to fight me off.’

‘You made sure of that, didn’t you?’

‘Damn straight, I did,’ he growled.

Enough with the small talk and baby touches.  They were finally getting to the heart of the matter.  He gave a solid tug on her hand and caught her hard against his body.  His eyes bore into hers.  A question had been eating at him for ten years.  ‘Have you seen him since that night?’

‘No!’  Her hands pushed at his shoulders.

‘Good,’ he snarled.  ‘Then it was worth it.’

Her eyes widened when his head tilted and dipped.  Before she could let out the cry that was on the tip of her tongue, he had it in his mouth.  She went rigid against him, and he used her momentary vulnerability to his advantage.  Slowly, he dragged his tongue along the wet, rough surface of hers.  She groaned at the forced intimacy and the sound rang in his ears.

‘Two good things happened that night,’ he said with his mouth still on hers.  ‘I made you come, and I got you away from that bastard.’

He didn’t know which boast offended her, but her defensive shields came crashing down.  She hadn’t succeeded in pushing him away, so she arched her body, trying to buck him off of her.  The move only ground her crotch against the zipper of his pants, and his cock surged.

‘Oh yeah, Brynnie,’ he grunted.  ‘Just like that.’

‘You son-of-a-bitch,’ she panted as she tore her lips away.

He gave her a hard smile.  He had to be getting to her for her to use such language.  Even as she cursed him, though, her hips were jerking against him.

‘You like me that way.’  He turned with her in his arms and pushed her back against the car.  He rocked hard against the notch at the top of her legs until her fingers were biting into his shoulders.

‘I never liked you.’

‘Yes, you did.  You just wouldn’t admit it.  That was the problem.’

And it had been a big problem – one that had almost driven him out of his frickin’ mind.

He saw the veins in her neck fluttering with every beat of her heart, and he knew she was right there with him.  His tongue sought out that twittering vein and coated it with long, wet licks.

He wedged his hand between their bellies and began searching for the tab of her jeans.  ‘You wanted me, Brynn.  You were just such a Goody Two Shoes, you were afraid of it.’

Her hands slapped at his shoulders.  ‘Don’t call me that!’

‘Goody Two Shoes?’

She turned her head away from his kiss.

‘I guess you weren’t after I got through with you,’ he said into her ear.

She gasped when he worked her zipper down and thrust his hand into her panties.

‘I turned you into a naughty girl that night.”