The Fire Within the Passion - Kayla Trautman (best books to read ever .txt) 📗

she wrapped her legs around his hips. he took her over to the bed and put one knee on the bed. He layed her back and got on top but not like he usually would. He had to be carefull of her bruises. Kattie's legs fell to the bed as Jack lifted from the kiss and feasted on her breasts. Kattie had to catch her breath. She was moving her hips against his to ease the aching she felt within her. Jack reacted and pulled his head back from her breasts. He spread her legs more fully to him and she immediately wrapped them around his hips, that's where she locked her legs and planned to keep them there. Jack entered her inch by inch. Slowly inch by inch. He finally got all the way and repeated. Except Kattie started moving her hips faster to let him know that she wanted to go faster. That she needed to go faster to ease the aching. Jack was trying to be careful not to ache her bruises but she was insisting so he lifted her hip to him and thrust deeper and faster into her. She moaned and squeezed the pillow that her head rested on. Jack bent down and kissed her keeping up the speed. Jack and Kattie made love and kissed for as long as they could take the fire that they both sparked in each other. Jack fell to the bed next to her and, as usual, Kattie climbed into his arms, but she layed on her back because her stomach was aching. It was aching a little bit when they were making love but she hadn't said anything. Now she could relax and let her stomach calm down while she slept.
Chapter 24: Finding Out Who The Other Guy Was
Jack and Kattie were in the kitchen eating breakfast with George. George said to Jack, "Jack. Me and you should go down and see who the other guy is. Ask him questions." Jack nodded, "I was going to ask you about that this afternoon." Kattie interrupted, "I'm going too." They both stopped eating and looked at her. George answered, "No you're not. This man is dangerous. He's not like Carl. He wouldn't have cared if he was sent out to kill you. You're not going." Kattie looked at George with determination in her eyes, "I'm going. You're not the only one with questions. Besides, I want to be there too." Jack shook his head, "No Kattie. George is right. It's too dangerous for you to go down there." "Then if it's so dangerous then I'm not letting you two go down there. You won't get hurt then." Kattie focused her eyes on her plate. George said, "Kattie. We know that you're no weak girl. Believe me. I know more than Jack. But you're not strong enough to take up a guy of his size. Me and Jack are . . ." Kattie finished his sentence off for him, " . . . are men with muscular man muscles. I know. But he's manacled to the wall. He's not even going anywhere. And it's not like I'm going anywhere near him." Jack put his hand on hers, "Look. Kattie. I'm sorry. But I can't let you go down there." Kattie looked at Jack right in the eyes, "Jack. I'm going down there. Either I go down there with you two or I go down by myself. Which one do you think is safer?" Jack seen in her eyes that she wasn't lying. He looked at George, "George. We have to let her come. You know as much as I do that's she's telling the truth. We can't let her go down there alone." George nodded, "I know." He looked at Kattie, "Kattie. Please. Just listen and stay up here. You would make me feel so much better knowing that you weren't downstairs with him. He's not the least bit friendly." Kattie rolled her eyes and sighed. She looked at Jack and then to George. They were both looking at her. Waiting for her to make her final decision. Kattie sighed again and then sat back in her chair, "If I were to stay up here. Will you tell me everything that happend? No matter how bad it is?" George nodded, "Of course. Does that mean that you will stay up here?" Kattie nodded, "Yeah. I'll stay." Jack kissed her on her forehead, "Thanks baby." They continued to eat and hold a discussion about what they were going to ask him. Kattie, on the other hand, just listened and thought. She thought about what would happen if he didn't tell them the answers to their questions. Thinking about it distracted her from everything around her. Even when Jack was talking to her. "Kattie. Kattie." Kattie snapped out of her thoughts ,"Huh?" Jack and George looked at her. Jack asked, "I just got done asking you if you had any questions that you wanted us to ask that we weren't already asking. Are you okay?" Kattie nodded, "I'm fine. Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking. That's all. And no, I don't have any questions for him." George asked, "Are you sure you're okay? You seem out of it?" Kattie stood up and smiled, "I'm fine. How many times do I tell you two that I'm fine?" Jack answered, "Until we're truely convinced. It would be otherwise if you didn't try hiding your pain from us." George asked, "Is your stomach hurting you?" Kattie looked at him and sighed, "If you must know, only a tad bit. Just a little soreness that comes with healing. Otherwise I'm fine. But I'm going to go lay down. Wake me up when you two are done questioning him." Jack grabbed her hand and held it in his, "Sure we will. You just go and get some rest." Kattie bent down and kissed him and left. Her stomach was indeed giving her some pain, but that wasn't why she wasn't paying attention. No. She only used that as an excuse. She was thinking about going down to the guy by herself if the guy didn't give up any information. She went upstairs and held the baby. She wasn't crying, but she was indeed in need of a diaper change. Kattie changed her diaper and rocked her in her arms. She rocked her in her arms for the next 15 minutes until she fell asleep. Then she, careful not to wake her up, layed her down in her crib. Kattie then layed in bed and looked up at the ceiling. And thought. Would they find out his name? Would they find out where Victor was? Would they go after him if they found out? Would they find out who else was going to come after her? Would they find out when? Would they find out where? Would they find out anything at all? Kattie wasn't really going to go to sleep. She just said that before they insisted. To get them off her back about how she was feeling health wise. But Kattie was thinking about it so much that she drew sleepy and let sleep take her.
Jack and George went downstairs to the prison cell that the unknown guy was in. They stood on the other side of the room leaning against the wall facing the guy sitting on the floor. They stared at his dark eyes for a while without saying anything. Both having a irritated look on their faces letting him know that they itched to hit him. Then the guy broke the silence, "Well, are you two going to hit me or just stand there like a couple of fools?" Jack left the wall and walked forward a few steps, "You don't know how much I want to. But first, we have a couple questions to ask you." George walked forward next to Jack, "Now . . ." The guy waved his hand to silence him, "Don't waste your breaths. I won't talk to you two. See. This is what my boss told me. If captured. Only speak with Kattie and no one else. I've delt with a lot of torture in my life so I must warn you that I won't talk to anyone but her. Alone." Jack bent down and gave him a look that would kill, "Well let me warn you. You are talking to us. Not her. Us." The guy just sat there and shrugged his shoulders. George continued the question he was going to ask before he cut him off, "As I was saying, What's your name?" The guy didn't answer but just sat there looking at him. Jack didn't like what he was seeing and he got irritated, "Answer the question or you'll give me great pleasure in letting me hurt you." The guy still didn't say anything. Jack went over and put his fist in his jaw. The guy just sat right back up and spit on the floor, "Is that all you got? If that is, then I'm going to have fun here." Jack really got irritated and kicked him in his face. The guy fell back on the floor and hollard. He got up and his lip was bleeding, "Now we're talking. That was a great kick. But now the question is, if I were free, and me and you fought fairly, who would win? I think I'd wager on me. I have more experience than you. I'm stronger. I'm smarter." George went over and pulled Jack away, "That's enough for now. We can't get nothing out of him if you knock him out cold." The guy sat on the floor rubbing his blood away from his lip. Then he licked his lips. Jack looked at the man on the floor, "Sorry, guess I'm still ticked at what he did to my wife." The man then suddenly stopped and looked at Jack, "Your wife? That's not what my boss says." Jack replied, "Well you can tell Victor that he isn't going to get her. She's not going anywhere with him." The guy continued, "I never said it was Victor." George replied, "You didn't have to. We know very well who sent you after her." Jack and George left him with that and went upstairs. They sat in the kitchen drinking a cup of coffee. George said, "Jack. I know how much you want him dead, I do too, but we have to control our tempers. We need to get answers out of him." Jack nodded, "I agree but it's so hard to have control of my temper when around him. It's like I'm looking right at Victor. And he drives me crazy." George grinned and agrees, "Are you going to go tell Kattie about what happend? She'll be ferious with you if you don't wake her." Jack nodded and left. He went upstairs and kneeled beside Kattie. He lightly rocked Kattie's shoulder waking her up. Kattie smiled at the sight of him and ran her fingers through his hair. Jack smiled and hugged her. Kattie sat up and Jack sat next to her. Kattie asked, "So, how did it go?" Jack shook his head, "The only thing he told us was that he would talk to you and you only. Alone. But Kattie before you go arguing with me, I am not permitting you to go down there." Kattie put her hand on his face and kissed him, "Jack. I no longer have any intention in going down there. And besides, if I wanted to go then I go without asking." Jack was suprised, "Wait. You're not going to argue back with me?" She shook he head and went downstairs and Jack followed. He couldn't believe that he didn't have to argue with her in the least bit. Maybe she was starting to realize the danger in him? No, he didn't think so,