Page 43 of Reconciling the Consequences

“Think carefully about that answer, pet,” he murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips. His hand squeezed her throat gently.

Her lips parted as she gasped, eyes wide. “I will try to relax more.” She panted.

His eyes narrowed and his hand tightened on her throat. “Try again.” He snapped his hips against hers.

Her eyes fluttered closed as a moan ripped from her throat. “I will.” She moaned. “I WILL relax more,” she vowed.

“You can do better than that, slut.” Kevin’s voice was so deep and commanding butterflies fluttered through her belly as her spine tingled and her core clenched around him. He was torturing her.

“Please, sir!” she cried out, trying to arch against him.

He held her firmly in place by her throat and wrists.

“I PROMISE, SIR!” she shouted, eyes snapping open. She met his gaze with her own. “I promise I will relax more! Please, sir, please can I come?”

He finally smiled and started thrusting his hips again before he finally said, “Come for me, my love.”

She came instantly, crying out his name. Her eyes shuttered closed as her orgasm rocked over her. Her back arched and her fingernails dug into his hands.

He pounded into her, riding out her orgasm, prolonging it. “Fuck.” He growled before his lips captured hers and stole her breath away. His body shuddered as his own orgasm ripped through him.

When she broke the kiss, breathless, he settled down on top of her, resting on his forearms so as not to crush her. His forehead grazed hers. When she opened her eyes, she found him staring down at her, a soft smile on his face.

She grinned and lifted her chin, pressing a kiss to his lips. Their kiss turned more passionate as he opened for her and slid his tongue against hers. They made out in the afterglow, neither of them willing to let the other go.

When they finally pulled apart, they didn’t go far. He hovered over her, looking down at her with eyes full of emotion. She gasped, sliding a hand over his cheek—she felt it too, the absolute surety of the moment. She smiled, sensing what he was about to say. She waited a moment and said it with him.

“I love you.”

His voice was husky and deep; hers was light and breathy, but they spoke those three little words at the same time.

He grinned and kissed her again.

Tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes as she kissed him back with all she had. She had loved him for a while. Johnny and Derrick too. Just two down and one to go. She would need to get some one-on-one time with Derrick in the next couple of days.

Maybe Kevin was right—she had been working a lot lately. She could use some time to rest with her boys. She wanted to tell Derrick how she felt, sooner rather than later.

When Kara and Kevin finally headed down to the main floor, they found Jack in the kitchen. He was sitting at the impressive island, drinking coffee, and staring out the back windows into the large backyard thatdid notlook like it belonged in the middle of Chicago.

Jack looked over and smiled when they walked in. “Morning,” he greeted.

Kara smiled warmly as Kevin headed toward the coffee machine. “Morning. Were you up late?” she asked.

Jack took another sip of his coffee. “I haven’t gone to bed yet.” He chuckled.

Kara’s mouth dropped open. “No.” She sighed. “You should have gone to sleep. It could have waited, really.”

Jack held up his hands and shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I wanted to help. Usually, I’m the one asking Kevin for help with something. It’s nice to be able to do something in return.”

Kevin smirked. “You could learn to swing a hammer yourself, then you wouldn’t need me so often.”

Jack rolled his eyes. “I need to be able to hack into the government at the drop of a dime, not break a hand or finger because I screwed something up.”

Kevin chuckled and handed Kara a mug of coffee, fixed just the way she liked it with a dash of creamer. “So did you find anything?” Kevin asked his brother.

“Found lots. Can’t prove much, though. I dug for it illegally,” Jack said.

Kara frowned but nodded. “And what did you find?”

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