K. Lynn - Reciprocity

Special thanks to:

My husband, David, for putting up with me and the madness of writing.

To Massy, the voice of clarity in my chaotic mind and one who understands it all. Forever my twifey and BFF.

To Crystal, my pervy twin, for everything.

To Nyddi, for her support, friendship, and big heart.

To all the fans. Thank you for loving Nathan and Lila, and for joining them on their journey. Your support, pimping, and love for the series keeps me going. Words can never express my gratitude and love to you all.

Lila

Lila! Nathan called from the closet, a frantic edge to his voice. Have you seen my black silk tie? The one with the cream-colored stripes?

I looked around the room and smiled when my gaze hit the headboard. Oh, Id seen itand felt it the night before when hed wrapped it around my wrists. He was an animal and fucked me until I came three times.

I grabbed one end and slipped the tie from between the wooden slats, then pulled it around my neck. My body heated from the simple feel of the silk and all the reminders of what this tie meant last night. I smiled and looped one end over the other, tying it as I walked to the closet where he was rummaging around. He bumped his head into hangers, jostling the clothes and knocking a suit jacket loose. Id never hit my head like that, but then again, he was almost eight inches taller than me. The mop of brown hair on his head was still wet from his shower and was sticking out everywhere.

I stifled a laugh from seeing him so disoriented. He was a hot messemphasis on hot.

He looked so good in only his slacks, his muscles rippling as he picked things up. His blue eyes were wild in their search for the article of clothing resting around my neck. I leaned against the door with the tie resting between my bare breasts and waited.

Is this the one youre looking for? His head snapped in my direction, and I watched as all thought stopped. It was still attached to the headboard.

He stood up straight and stalked toward me, licking his lips. Miss Palmer, youre going to make me late, and I cant afford to be late to this interview.

I already knew there was no way he could leave in the state Id created.

He reached me and pulled me close, his hands grabbing my ass and lifting me slightly from the ground. I let out a squeak and a small moan when his hard length pushed against my stomach. His lips crashed to mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck while he picked me up, my legs tangling around his waist.

Fuck, baby. Such a little minx, getting me all riled up. My fucking cock wants to pound that sweet pussy of yours so badly, he said with a groan, his fingers digging deeper into my ass.

You have time, I said, pushing my hips down and rubbing against his length as I took his bottom lip between my teeth. His eyes moved around, searching for something.

Finding what he was looking for, he took a few steps forward, and I found myself sitting on the counter in the bathroom. He moved his hand between us and pulled my panties to the side. The clicking of the metal teeth of his zipper echoed off the tile walls before he pulled his cock out and slapped it against my clit.

Such a fucking naughty girl, running around in only your panties and my tie? A ripple ran through his body, causing me to draw in a shuddered breath of excitement. Acting like a little slut, begging me to fuck you. Thats what you are, isnt it?

I bit my bottom lip and moved my hips, rubbing his cock against my aching pussy.

Isnt it, Delilah? he whispered in my ear, nipping at my neck along the way.

Fuck, yes!

He pushed his hips against mine. What do you want, my little slut?

Fuck me! Baby, please fuck me! I was rewarded when he lined his cock up with my pussy and slammed it all the way in, sending fire racing through my veins.

Oh, fuck! he hissed, then pulled out and slammed back in.

I cried out each time he entered me, the friction satisfying the need I always had for him. He was the euphoria-inducing injection I needed dailybetter than any of my medications. I needed him every morning to chase away the monsters in my dreams, and I wasnt going to let him shirk it off because of an interview.

What kind of asshole scheduled one so early, anyway?

All thought left me, white blanketing my mind and making it fuzzy as he pulled my hips to him and thrust in hard and deep. He set up a furious pace, wiping everything from me and replacing it with nothing but himhis love, his need, his desires.

I pulled him close, loving the feeling of his skin against mine. His teeth nipped at my lip, then moved down my jaw. I clenched around him when his teeth scraped down the length of my neck and bit down.

Babybaby, oh fuck! Feels so fucking good when you clamp down on me like that.

My muscles coiled tight, tensing, making me arch against his body. I couldnt breatheeverything in my body stopped as I teetered on the edge of shattering in his arms.

Thats itcome for me, he groaned in my ear. Come all over my cock. I fucking love watching you come.

His dirty words were enough, and I let go, screaming his name as he continued to pound into me. I shook, my body convulsing as wave after wave moved through me.

As I was coming down from my high, his grip tightened and he tensed. Unintelligible moans and groans slipped past his lips as he spilled inside me.

He slumped against me, placing light kisses on my neck. Youre a bad influence.

Me? My voice went up in pitch.

Yes, you. He nipped at my neck. Way too sexy, fucking insatiable, and you walk around with nothing but your fucking panties on. Thats the international symbol for bend me over and fuck me.

I kissed his cheek. Will you?

One brow hitched up. Will I what?

Bend me over and fuck me if I wear no panties? I whispered in his ear. His cock twitched inside me, making me smile.

He would.

Ung! Woman, you drive me crazy. He pulled away, kissing me hard on the lips before letting go.

He helped me clean up and pulled me down from the counter before resuming the task Id interrupted. I stretched out on the bed, sleepy from our morning fun, but was startled when Nathans hand slapped across my ass, making me look up with wide eyes.

No sleeping. You have to get ready for work, he said, chastising me while he buttoned up his shirt and pulled the tie from around my neck.

I groaned and snuggled back into my pillow. Five more minutes.

Baby, its seven already.

Shit! I jumped out of my comfortable position on the bed and ran into the closet, pulling a skirt and dress shirt down from the rack. My fingers fumbled with the buttons as I tried to dress at top speed, all the while Nathan chuckled at me from the bedroom.

I looked through the doorway and scowled at him. Meanie.

Me? Who was it seducing me not half an hour ago? My interview is before you start today. Nathan shook his head as he tied his shoes.

Itd been just over a month since Nathan left Holloway and Holloway, and he was heading out for his fourth interview. I gazed down at my left hand and the large diamond that adorned my ring finger. It had also been that long since Nathan and I had been engaged.

Engaged.

The word still seemed foreign to me. Engaged. Betrothed. Fianc.

Nathan was my fianc. Nathan and I were getting married. I was marrying Nathan Thorne.

I was loved and getting married.

I staggered a bit at that realization, as I always did. Never did I think I would get married, because I never thought I was good enough, or that anyone would want me. That was how my family had conditioned me, after all.