The Price by Cary West Page A

anything today except lie next to you and play with our son.”
    “I think that can be arranged,” said Jack, thinking between his son’s naps he could do a little playing of his own with the boy’s mother. “Why don’t we go upstairs and get naked.”
    “I was thinking more about cuddling and watching movies in bed,” said Kate.
    “We can cuddle and watch movies.” He removed the last dish from her hand and set it on the counter. “But only after I’m done loving you good, baby.”
    He led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
    “You have a one track mind,” Kate giggled.
    “I know,” he grinned, and whisked her down the hallway to their bedroom.
    He stopped outside the doorframe and motioned for her to enter. Kate walked through and went to the bassinet to check on her son.
    “He’s sound asleep,” she said, gazing down at her son, with a full head of dark hair that was changing into strands of gold. She turned just in time to see Jack strip from his clothes and crawl into bed.
    “Hurry,” he said with almost a growl. The last thing he wanted was for Jesse to wake, before he had a chance to devour his wife.
    Kate shed her own clothes and climbed in to bed next to Jack. He threw the covers over top of them then slid his body against hers, pressing her into the plush mattress.
    “Kiss me, baby,” he said, lowering his lips to hers until they were almost touching.
    “No, you kiss me,” she said in a sweet seductive tone.
    “Are we going to play games?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
    “Maybe.” She licked her lower lip, and its wetness glistened against her pink flesh.
    “Oh Kate, you are tormenting me again,” said Jack, as he slid his legs between hers and forced them wide open.
    Kate gasped when she felt him hard against her. He teased her, pressing against her arousal, coaxing her to beg for more.
    “Is this what you want?” His voice turned husky.
    He wrapped his hands in her hair and jerked her head back. With one quick thrust, he entered her as he slammed his mouth hard over hers. He devoured her, moving in and out of her while he consumed the passion of her lips and tongue. Kate felt an instant fire burning inside her, moving from her belly to the place where he drove his need. Jack folded his hands over hers and raised them by her head, pressing them firm into the mattress.
    Kate felt an explosion inside her and a sweet orgasmic rush filled her. She cried out, but her pleasurable sounds were captured by Jack’s tongue.
    “Give me more, Kate,” he said, moving to her breast.
    He covered the full nipple with his mouth and sucked hard, tasting the milky nectar the gods provided for man and child. He squeezed them, lifting up as he drank from her, all the while driving his need further inside her.
    He paused for a moment and Kate opened her eyes.
    “Why are you stopping?” She groaned in a heated passion, wanting more.
    “There’s a knot in your breast, baby,” he exclaimed.
    “It’s nothing,” said Kate, lifting her head and coaxing him to kiss her.
    It worked. Jack slammed his mouth over hers and resumed to drive hard into her. Kate came again. She lifted her legs over his hips and locked them. She felt so damn good that he couldn’t hold back. Kate came one last time as Jack groaned and exploded within her.
    He fell on top of her, locking her into his full body. Buried into her locks of gold hair, Jack smelled the exotic fragrance of her shampoo. God, he loved this woman. What was it about her that made him get totally lost? He stayed that way, feeling her beneath him. He wanted to stay like this forever with Kate buried under him, feeling her soft skin touching his, her full breasts pressed against his chest and her long legs tangled with his.
    “Jack,” Kate finally whispered. “You awake?”
    “Yes,” he answered, sending his hot breath against her neck.
    “You going to let me up?” she asked.
    “No.”
    Kate could feel his grin all over her neck. God, he