Cora pulled the tray from the oven as Dade stepped into the kitchen.
“Ah, there’s the sexy witch that spent half of her day tormenting me.” He walked up behind her and was happier than he’d ever thought possible to see she was still dressed for work.
Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her back into his chest. “You almost sent me to my knees those few times today, love, good thing I wasn’t trying to cut anything or use a hammer, I’d have no hands left.” He bit the back of her neck gently. “Nasty…to send those to me when I had to wait hours for you to come home.” He ran his hand down the front of her hip.
She smiled and leaned her head back against his shoulder. “I was just sharing the fact that I was thinking about you.”
His lips moved slowly over the side of her neck. “I know exactly what you were thinking. I was afraid to try to drive home after that.” He used both hands and ran them down the front of her hips and back up to her ribs. “Add that to the fact I couldn’t stop thinking about this skirt and those sinful legs of yours all day…” He bit her neck again and pulled her over to stand in front of the sink.
Reaching down with one hand he ran it along the length of her thigh from behind her. Then he stopped Those nylons he thought of all day stopped at the top of her thighs and left nothing but the bare skin above that.
Cora leaned back against him and turned her head towards his. Pulling her hips to bring her ass tight against him, he leaned over and bit her bottom lip gently. “You left me here drooling and wanting you all day, Cora.” He whispered against her mouth before kissing her, hard.
His hands moved up her front and found the buttons to her jacket. Popping them open quickly he ran his hand inside over the thin blouse. She moaned against his mouth. Jerking the blouse out of the skirt he ran his hands roughly up over her ribs. Feeling the hard nipples brush against his palms had him pushing her harder into the sink.
She pulled her mouth away. “Dade, the others will be here in a minute.”
He growled against her throat. “Let them wait, the door is locked.” He reached down and pulled the skirt up high enough to expose the tattoo he’d thought of all day. Looking down he almost dropped to his knees seeing her legs wrapped in black and a thin strip of lace along that perfect ass. He pulled her back into him again, and ground himself against her. “I can’t wait.” He bit her neck again and reached one hand back up to pull gently on a ring.
Her legs weakened from his touch. Hissing out a breath, she dropped her head back against him and gripped the counter when his other hand moved around to reach between her thighs. He stroked her gently and probed with two fingers under the lace. When he pushed his fingers inside her she moaned and closed her eyes.
Reaching between their bodies she felt the hard bulge in the front of his pants and fumbled with his belt trying to get them off. He groaned when her hand finally came in contact with bare flesh.
Biting into her neck he reached and pulled her hand from between them. Pushing her away gently he reached down and ran his hand over the tattoo a few times. His other hand, still between her legs gripped the black lace and jerked it from her body. She gasped and dropped her head back again. Without waiting, he pulled her hips into him and entered her with one quick movement.
She groaned and bit her lip to keep from crying out. His hand moved back to her breast and kneaded it, pinching the hard nipple and playing with the ring gently as he did. Her legs almost buckled. When he began rubbing her clit as he thrust in and out of her, she had to reach forward and grab the counter to push back into him.
He felt her muscles tighten and rubbed her clit harder, groaning as she thrust back into him. She was so tight like this he didn’t know if he could make it last much longer.
With frantic movements, he used his whole hand and pushed it against her trying to breathe through not exploding into her before she came. When she moaned deep and her legs buckled, he grabbed her with his other arm and pounded against that perfect ass. His whole body tensed when he came with a force he’d never felt before. Her climax was gripping him so tight his vision blurred.
Dropping his head onto her back as she dropped over the sink, he leaned his own arms onto the counter beside her. Opening his eyes, he focused on the opposite wall and struggled to catch his breath. “Trying to kill me.” He panted.
She grinned into the arm she was resting against. “Didn’t touch you.” She took a few deep breaths and tried to moisten her mouth.
“Didn’t have to.” He gasped against her back. Lifting his head, he kissed her neck gently. “If you dressed like this every day, I’d be a happy, dead man.”
She chuckled quietly and lifted her head trying to straighten up slowly. “You will be if we don’t get cleaned up before that doorbell rings.” She had just said the words when the doorbell rang.
He pulled away from her quickly and reached for his pants around his ankles.
“Oh!” She turned and pulled her skirt down then gripped his face tightly. “I have…answer the door.” She flew from the kitchen on shaky legs, running for the stairs.
He shook his head, grinning as he walked out. Tucking his shirt back into his slacks he went to the door. He ran his hands over his hair quickly and then opened it.
Chris smirked at him. “Jones, you answer the door now too?”
Dade grinned and stood aside. “Cora is getting changed.” He grinned at Kasey. “Come on in.”
Chris let Kasey go in first then walked by Dade slowly and sniffed quietly. “Interesting perfume you’re wearing.”
Dade closed the door and smirked. “I like it.” He motioned to the kitchen. “Cora will be down in a minute.”
They were almost to the kitchen door when Cora came down the stairs. “Hi.” She called out quietly. Glancing at Dade, she bit her lip and grinned then walked past him into the kitchen.
Looking down at the pants she’d put on, he saw the black nylons still covering her feet. He grinned and followed her into the kitchen. She moved quickly over to the counter as Kasey and Chris came in behind them.
He saw her grab the black lace from beside the sink and stuff it in her pocket. He had to drop his head down to hide the smile, and try not to laugh.
“Oh Cora, the oven is huge.” Kasey stood in front of it and looked up. “It’s bigger than me.”
Chris put his arm around her. “That’s not saying much, sweetheart, but I understand why Doc was whining about it.”
Cora turned from the counter and grinned. “Gives him something to whine about.”
Dade walked over and took one of the tasty little snacks off the tray and popped it into his mouth. He hadn’t noticed it there until just now. “Mmm.” He chewed it. “I for one was happy to sacrifice a bit of strength to get that in here, means more awesome eats.” He grabbed another one and ate it quickly before Cora could smack his hand.
She smirked at him and handed him a platter. “Put some on this before you eat them all.”
He inclined his head and took the china from her, searching her eyes as he did. Cora bit her lip and smiled at him before turning back to the others. One surprise after the other he thought.
He figured she’d be mortified when she came back down those stairs and avoid looking at him. He was wrong. She met his every look with a knowing one of her own.
His body stirred again and he had to clench his jaw and tell himself to behave. That too was new. Sexy voodoo witch had his body and mind betraying him.
Cora reached around him and took the tray. Pausing to run her hand over his lightly. “Thanks.” She set it on the table and looked at Chris seriously. “I’m really nervous about this, I feel like a wimp.” She turned and put the kettle on the stove and grinned to see Dade already reaching for the cups. Hmm she thought, this works.
Chris swallowed what he’d just eaten. “No reason to be. What I’m going to do is more or less a hypnotic suggestion.” He looked up at Dade and knew he had seen him do it before and tried not to grin when the other man raised his eyebrows suggestively. “You won’t even know about it really.”
Kasey looked at Chris then to Dade. She pointed a finger at Dade. “Stop it right now, this is serious.”
Dade’s mouth dropped open and he raised his hands. “What did I do? I’m standing here waiting to make tea.”
Cora smirked at him. “Such a guilty complex.”
He turned to her, his mouth hanging open. “Aw, honey, I’m just standing here, I wasn’t…” She smirked. He scowled and glared at her. “You have to stop doing that.”
Cora laughed and sat down. “I can’t help it, you’re so easy to bait.”
Dade stuffed his hands in his pockets and huffed out a breath. “I’m just going to stand here and watch the damn kettle boil.”
Chris grinned at Cora. “Bravo.”
Kasey looked at Dade and then to Cora. “Guess you have his number now, huh?”
Cora shrugged. “It’s a work in progress and kind of goes both ways.” She looked around at Dade. “Sit. I’ll get the tea.” She stood up and watched him sit down. Pouring the tea, she turned and set it on the table.
She walked behind Dade and smiled at Chris. “So, this is painless?” As she spoke, she ran her hands over Dade’s long hair and pulled it neatly behind his neck.
Chris stirred his tea slowly watching her. “Yes.” She pulled an elastic from her pocket and secured Dade’s hair. He looked at Kasey who smirked into her cup.
“There, can’t have you going in there looking like some sort of witch.” She sat down.
Dade grinned at her. “Didn’t think of that, thanks.” He looked at her for a moment, then turned to see Chris smirking. “What, we can’t all look neat and proper all the time like you, Councilor.”
Kasey set her cup down and grinned at Cora. “You took him from dark god to respectable with one pony.”
Cora studied him for a moment. “I think you’re right, that’s quite the transformation, isn’t it?”
Dade looked from one grinning woman to the other then turned to look at Chris. “It begins,” he said quietly.
Chris shrugged. “I’d rather have my fiancé see respectable then dark god.”
“Who’s a dark god?” Rachel asked coming into the kitchen.
Dade winked at her. “I am.”
She stopped and grinned down at him. “You? Hmm. No, but that pony is sexy as hell there, Dade, good thing I’m spoken for.”
“Damn right.” Steven said coming in behind her. He looked at Dade. “Bro, you have a head under that hair.” He patted his chest. “Amazing.”
Dade stood up and picked up his cup. “If all of you are done, I think we should move out to the living room and get this event under way.”
Cora smiled and nodded. “Yes.” She waited for the others to walk out then held her hand out to Dade. When he put his out, she dropped the underwear into it. “That’s three pairs you owe me.”
He put them in his pocket. “Oh, honey, I’ll buy you a hundred if you just keep letting me take them off that way.” He spoke low and soft.
Cora turned in the door and smirked at him. “I may just give up wearing them.” She walked out.
He watched her walk out trying to see if she had some on now or not. His body stirred. Witch did that on purpose. He grinned and walked out. She was more perfect as each minute passed.