A while back I had a chance to write a special bonus scene with Lemon & Shane from Call Me, Irresistible for Book+Main and now I am able to share it with all of you! This is part three of the three part bonus scene but you can find parts one and two in previous posts. Please note that this scene takes place after the conclusion of Call Me, Irresistible so it shouldn't be read unless you've finished the book or else... spoilers! This content is sexually explicit and not intended for anyone under the age of eighteen. I hope you enjoy this first of three bonus scenes with Lemon & Shane. Drop me a comment if so!
xoxo - Jess
Lemon's POV
Lemon popped a grape into her mouth as she watched her ridiculously sexy husband ramble around the kitchen, barking orders into his cell phone. God, she'd missed him. She'd woken up this morning, still missing him, missing him even more after that phone call last night when he'd soothed and satisfied her from a couple hundred miles away. That was why she'd had Millie cancel her massage and reschedule her flights.
She couldn't be home for long, it wasn't nearly enough time to spend catching up on all the things she'd missed but just stepping foot back in Fate, opening the door to her house and seeing Shane rush towards her, the feel of being in his arms was enough to soothe the worst of the homesickness.
He'd told her that she missed the girls. They'd already left for school. And she'd cursed the stupid plane for being delayed even as Shane had smirked and said it meant he got her all to himself for the day.
She couldn't deny she liked the idea of that.
Grape juice dribbled over her lips and she licked it up lewdly, earning a growl from her husband as he watched her from across the kitchen. He was telling one of the guys at the station what to do while he was out but his attention was solely on her so she bit into another grape and blew him a kiss.
"Just... handle it." Shane snapped before pulling the phone from his ear and tossing it aside. He was moving towards her before she could even blink, all long legs and muscular body, crowding her against the counter, "You think its a good idea to tease me, Lemon?"
"Tease? Who me?" She smirked when he growled again and swept down to press a kiss to her lips, sucking the stray juice and licking at the seam before pulling back to nuzzle her throat.
"I missed you so **** much. I want to kiss every inch of you, remind you and me both that you're mine, but I don't know where to start." He muttered against her skin and she sighed happily.
"I've got some thoughts on that." She threaded her finger through his dark hair and pulled until they were eye to eye, "Make love to me, Shane."
"That's a given, babe." He ran his big hand over her jaw, rough fingers stroking softly down her delicate neck. "I'm going to spend all day making love to you. I'm just trying to decide if this first time is going to be soft and sweet because I missed my beautiful wife or hard and rough because it's been too **** long since I got my hands on you."
"Well, decide fast because I missed my husband too." Lemon teased and Shane chuckled.
"Fast it is."
Lemon squealed as he swept her off her feet and tossed her over his shoulder. He kept one hand on her legs, the other on her *** as she hung upside down over his back. She smacked his tight *** and laughed as he walked and she bounced along with him.
"Caveman."
"Woman. Mine." Shane slapped her *** just enough to sting as he did a gruff, caveman voice. "Take to bed."
"You don't see me arguing." She squeezed his *** as he headed down the hallway to their bedroom.
She wasn't surprised he didn't **** her right there in the kitchen. It would have been sexy sure, to watch Shane lose control and bend her over the counter, to shove the basket of bananas off the island and take her atop it, but the idea of having *** where their daughters ate their meals tended to make them both cringe. Besides, nearly getting caught by said daughters that time wasn't something either of them wanted to repeat.
Shane kicked the door to their bedroom shut behind them and then casual as could be, tossed her onto their bed. Lemon bounced amid the sheets and blankets and giggled as she instantly began to kick off her shoes. Shane stood at the end of the bed, his dark eyes heavily lidded as he reached behind him and pulled off his t-shirt.
Lemon gave a dreamy little sigh. She'd never get tired of that view. Shane's honey brown skin stretched tight over rippling muscles. That perfectly silly tattoo on his pec that was only sexy because it was part of his body and the trail of dark hair from his belly button down into his pants.
"Clothes off." He all but grunted and Lemon bit her lip, knowing there wasn't a chance in **** this was going to be soft and sweet when he took that tone of voice with her.
A shiver of need ran down her spine and she made hasty work of pulling her own shirt over her head and dropping it to the floor. She loved it when he was like this. She loved that she could make him want her so much that that thick thread of self-control he used for the rest of his life, snapped. She loved when he turned bossy and demanding because he needed her just as much as she needed him.
"Do you have any idea how hard I came last night? Right there in our bed, by myself, wishing it was your hand on my **** as I heard you come crying my name through the phone?" Shane was down to his boxers already somehow and he easily dropped those to the ground as well before leaning down to help her pull her jeans off.
"God, last night was..."
"Sexy as ****." He kissed her hip bone as he added her underwear to the growing pile of clothes on the floor, "But having you here with me, to touch and taste, is so much better."
"Ah, Shane..." Lemon gripped at his dark hair, trying to pull him up so that she could kiss him but he resisted, "Please."
"That's it baby. Keep saying my name." He nuzzled his nose along the crease of her thigh and pushed her legs further apart, situation himself between them and teasing her with a swipe of his tongue right at her slit, "So wet for me. Always. Love the way you need me."
"Shane!" She cried out as he finally delved between her legs.
The man was a master when it came to making her body sing. He knew every spot. He knew what rhythm she needed. He knew what it meant when her fingers started to scratch at him and he knew when she was about to go flying over the edge even before she did.
Lemon arched against the sheets as Shane used his tongue to drive her crazy. He licked at her folds, delving and playing in a maddening way that never quite reached her ****. She bucked her hips, trying to get his attention where she wanted it and heard him growl a warning from between her legs a second before one of his strong arms came up and over her waist, holding her to the bed.
"God. Shane. Pl-please." Her voice broke on the last word as her body wound tight, wanting and needing a release that was just out of reach.
It had been too long. Sure, they'd had phone *** just last night. They did most nights when she was on the road and wasn't so exhausted she collapsed into sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow or when he wasn't working late. But it had been too long since he actually touched her, he'd been right, and the teasing he was doing now was absolute torture.
Shane made another of those sexy, growling noises and finally, finally, gave in to her plea. He found her swollen **** easily and suctioned his lips around it. He sucked and the pressure was too much. Lemon's body bucked, wanting more and trying to get away at the same time. But Shane knew her too well, knew her body too well, and he held her down and forced it to take the pleasure he gave her.
The orgasm knocked the breath out of her when it hit. She squeaked but couldn't be sure if she was actually saying words or not. Fire zipped through her veins and exploded, setting off little fireworks throughout her body. She gripped the sheets tights as her body flew over the edge and when it dissipated just as quickly as it had overcome her she went limp, all but melting into the mattress.
Shane rose up from between her legs slowly, an arrogant smile of satisfaction on his handsome face. He licked his lips and hummed. Lemon tried to reach for him but he batted her hand away as he moved up her body, sliding one hand beneath her neck to gently hold her steady as he kissed her gently, making sure she could taste herself on his tongue as he groaned into her mouth.
"****." He broke the kiss with a groan, nipping at her lips, "Missed the way you taste, baby. So sweet. So perfect. So mine."
"Yours." She agreed as air began to return to her lungs, "I love you, Shane."
"I love you so **** much, Lem. I missed you every second you were gone." He nuzzled at her mouth, kissing and sucking, slowing them down even further when all she wanted to do was speed up.
She slid her hand to his hip as he kissed her. Her fingers danced around and down the flat plane of his belly. The coarse hair at his base tickled her palm as she wrapped her fingers around his thick **** and squeezed.
Shane cursed, "****. Lem. ****."
"Mmm." She stroked him with the firm grasp she knew he preferred and basked in the shot of adrenaline it sent through her when he tipped his head down and groaned as she continued to stroke him. "I think this missed me too."
"****, baby, you know I love having your hands on me but you keep that up and I'm going to come." His voice was rough and his hips automatically flexed into her grasp.
"That's kind of what I'm shooting for." Lemon smirked up at him, "You shooting off that is."
Shane chuckled even as he shook his head, "That smart mouth of yours, always trying to get you in trouble. Keep it up and I'll get my handcuffs out and cuff you to the bed."
"Mmm, promises, promises."
"Brat." He used the term like an endearment and she grinned.
"You love me."
"I do. So much." Shane propped himself on one elbow and covered her small hand on his **** with his bigger one, "Which is why I'm going to spank your *** for teasing me."
"You're..."
Lemon squealed as she was unceremoniously flipped onto her stomach. She should have seen it coming. ****, it was exactly what she'd been aiming for. She loved teasing Shane until he lost control. She loved making him so crazy that his only outlet was to mark her and **** her until he knew she'd feel him for days. She was dragged onto her knees and before she had her balance evened out she felt the first smack of his big hand on her buttcheek.
"Ah!" She cried out.
"That's it baby. Be as loud as you want. It's just you and me."
Shane smacked her *** again, a little harder this time, and Lemon arched into the sting. Her ***** contracted, trying to grip something that wasn't there and she whined. She needed him inside her. Now. It wasn't the same if he wasn't...
Without any warning at all, Shane's thick **** nudged at her entrance and then he slammed forward so hard she nearly lost her balance again. She screamed. He grunted. But he didn't stay buried inside her for long. He pulled back out and as soon as he began the rhythm of pushing back in he smacked her *** again and they both groaned as her ***** tightened around him, gripping him like a vise.
"Ah, **** baby. Yes. That's it." Shane chanted as he pumped in and out of her, alternating smacking her left and right cheeks, keeping her off balance and making her body sting with anticipation.
He'd known this was what she wanted. This was what she needed. Him. Them. Out of control. Together.
They could make love later and she knew they would. In the shower, after, he'd take care of her, soothing the pink marks he'd left of her skin and kissing her senseless as he eased himself inside of her until they both reached the pinnacle. But right now what she needed, what they both needed, was this wild, untameable, *******.
They needed to come back together in the most primal way.
The pain and the pleasure mingled into one giant feeling that began to overwhelm her. Lemon sucked in panting breaths. Shane's pace picked up as he slammed into her again and again. He forgot about spanking her and gripped her hips, pulling her back into each thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Their skin was slick with sweat and their moans and grunts filled the air along with the smell of ***.
"Make yourself come for me again." Shane's voice was a harsh demand at her ear and Lemon whined. "Do it."
She slid one hand between her thighs, using her other elbow to hold her up and moaned when she felt Shane's thick length, felt her own body clinging to him as he pulled out and then easily accepting him back in. She found her **** and circled it lazily. A shiver ran down her spine and Shane cursed behind her again.
"Now, Lemon. Come with me, baby."
She squeezed her **** and combined with the incredible ******* Shane was giving her, the firm way his hands held her steady through the storm, the warmth in his voice, she tipped over the edge again. This time, she took him with her. She felt his pace stutter and then, through her climax she felt him bury himself deep and come. The feeling of total rightness, of being complete, that she always felt when they were together like this washed over her and she collapsed to the bed.
Shane wasn't far behind her. He rolled a little, keeping his weight off of her but pulled her into his arms. She nuzzled into his chest and let him hold her as their breathing slowly returned to normal and the dizziness of her orgasm passed.
Shane stroked her back, making lazy patterns and they lay there together in utter contentedness.
Finally, Shane gave a sleepy yawn, "Welcome home, baby."
"Mmm, and what a welcome it was."
He chuckled, the sound deep and gruff. His laughs always made her insides warm. Shane was home to her. Not just Texas or Fate or even this house. It was Shane that had given her a home and a family and this life that she loved more than she could put into words. He'd given her everything that she'd thought she could never have, including three beautiful daughters that she missed like crazy.
"I have an idea of what we should do today." She raised up to look down at him.
So handsome. His dark hair was a mess from where she'd run her hands through it. His lips were still damp and swollen from their kisses. His honey brown skin glowed with sweat and his eyes twinkled as he grinned up at her.
"I thought the plan was to spend all day in this bed?" He brushed a damp strand of hair behind her ear.
"As much as I'd love to do just that, I'm only home for a handful of hours and..."
Shane smiled knowingly when she trailed off, "And you miss the girls too."
"I do."
"I suppose I should be a good dad and share you with them even if I'd prefer to keep you naked and all to myself today." He sighed as he played with her hair, "What crazy idea have you come up with now? You do realize they're in school, right?"
"Psh. School." Lemon rolled her eyes, "Every girl should get a ditch day once in a while."
That made him laugh out loud, "You want to pull the girls out of school for the day?"
"Yep." She grinned.
"You're such a bad influence." He was still laughing, his indulgent smile telling her that he was going to agree even if he gave her a little **** for it just for fun.
"Nah, I just balance out all of your Deputy-Do-Right instincts."
"You're such a brat." He flipped her to her back again, making her giggle as he loomed over her, "I thought we agreed you wouldn't ever call me that again?"
"Ah, right, it's supposed to be Deputy-Do-Me now."
"That's right." Shane leaned down and kissed her, their smiling lips brushing together, "And I'm going to, at least once more, and then we can go get the girls out of school for the day."
"Sounds perfect." Lemon wrapped her arms around him and kissed him again.
And it was. Perfect. Her life with Shane was perfect.
He understood her. He loved her. And he balanced her out, grounding her in this life with him and the girls even when the craziness of her other life on the road and in hotels and on stages across the country and the world got to her and made her feel a little lost. She knew that all she had to do was come home. Because that's what Shane had given her.
Love. Acceptance. Family. And home.
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