“Ok,” he answered, confused.
“But Kayden, I’m gonna go home to Florida and see my parents while you’re there,” she said.
Kayden hopped out of bed, now standing in front of her, hand on his hip.
“What? You’re not coming with me?”
“I can’t, baby. The thought of being around Maureen right now turns my stomach. Besides, I miss my Mom and I need her right now. I need her advice…a break...some peace.”
Kayden winced as she said the last part, but he couldn’t blame her. Peace was something they both needed, and although he tired of his own mother, he understood her need to be with hers. Who he didn’t trust was Sam.
“Do you understand?” she asked.
“I do. It sucks, but I do,” he admitted, and ran his hand through his hair in that sexy way he always did.
Watching him standing in front of her, she admired his six-pack and that deeply defined “V” that sat on his hips. Her eyes fell on his boxer briefs, and she felt a hard pull in the pit of her stomach, an aching she hadn’t felt in a while. Before she left him for a week, she wanted to feel him, needed to have him inside her. She wanted her hands all over him, and her mouth watered and craved him.
They had had a very long dry spell, but tonight that would end. Lana crawled toward him on the bed and slipped her nightgown over her shoulders, throwing it to the floor by his feet. His eyes widened, and his body stiffened at her bare, perfect breasts and lace panties. It had been such a long time since he touched her that way, he’d almost forgotten how. Lana sat on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling over the edge, and pulled him by his boxer waistband toward her.
“You sure you’re ready?” he asked, unprepared for her to say no.
“The romantic gesture earlier wasn’t lost on me.”
Lana pulled his package from his briefs and, using only her mouth, took every inch of him in, sucking firmly as she got to the tip. Kayden let out a moan she hadn’t heard in months, and instantly, she was wet. If she had to go home and miss him for a week, she needed a good memory to follow her. Kayden placedhis good hand on the crown of her head as she worked her mouth over him, using her tongue to flick back and forth over the head. When he groaned like he was about to explode, she stopped and guided him to the edge of the bed, so he could sit.
Kayden knew this wouldn’t last long. He was so engorged he thought he would pop the minute he felt her soft, wet body against him. He tugged on her panties, and she helped remove them. She climbed onto the bed, straddling him, and guided him inside. She winced at the pain. It had been months since they’d had one another that way, and soon she was full of him, pulsating in her, and she was ready to explode.
Lana swirled and rocked her hips slowly on him as she pushed him onto his back. She increased her pace, bouncing on him, bending over to kiss those lips as soft as butter. He moved her up slightly and tugged on the buds of her nipples, sending streams of agonizing pleasure through her body. Kayden held on and grabbed onto her thigh firmly, thrusting his hips into her, matching her rhythm, as her core clung to him like a vice. He felt like she would swallow him whole with each motion, pulling him deeper and deeper still.
Lana panted erratically, sat up, and ran her hands from his abs to his broad chest, her hands gripping his pecks, and saw stars dance across her eyelids for a moment. Her every nerve was on fire, the climax building more powerful the deeper he got. No longer able to control herself, her head fell back as she let out a cry, her body erupting at the same time his did.
She could feel him release inside her and harden once again.Insatiable.Lana slowly rolled off and lay on her back when Kayden grabbed both her legs with his one hand and put them in the air. He positioned himself, then pushed himself into her slowly, then quickened the pace. He couldn’t resist the urge to taste her breasts as they jumped beneath him, then parted herlegs and sank deep. She moaned, and he groaned deep and visceral.
The sling on his arm stopped him from getting as close as he liked, and as if reading his mind, Lana pushed herself up, locked a leg around his waist, and pulled herself up. He slid inside her so deep she gasped, holding onto him tight as she tried to catch her breath again.
She found his mouth and lightly bit down on his bottom lip as he moved into and out of her slowly. He clung to her waist and increased his thrusts, pumping into her faster. She felt perfect and made especially for his body. He didn’t want it to end—he needed and wanted more of her.
“Harder,” she commanded, and he thought he might explode at the words.
He breathed, “Yes, ma’am,” and obliged.
Lana arched her back, slipping down a bit, and held onto his waist to keep herself balanced. Her head almost touched the bed as she stared up at the moving ceiling. It was as if she were on an erotic carnival ride and lavished every bounce of his hips as he collided into her. She felt a combination of her heart stopping and shivering ripples tearing through her body, and cried out his name as he plunged deeper and deeper. He roared fiercely as he released, and she was frozen for a minute, a single tear of pleasure rolling from the corner of her eye.
Slowly, he lowered her onto the bed and lay panting over her, his long hair falling into her face. He planted soft, sweet kisses along her neck, chin, and lips, then lay his head on her chest. Lana wiped the escaped tear from her face, then smiled as she stroked the top of his head. He shifted, his chin resting lightly on her chest, then smiled up at her.
“Round three?” he asked. His wicked grin crept up, along with his brand-new erection.Insatiable.
BY THE TIMEthesun came up, Lana had most of her bags packed and in the foyer waiting for Paula to take her to the airport. She looked forward to being with her family for a while, and the trip gave her a chance to tie up loose ends with her townhouse rental. Kayden sulked a little as he helped her take the bags in the hall, but was doing his best to be supportive. He wasn’t looking forward to spending a week with Maureen, but needed to get his arm examined by the best.
Lana was confident Maureen would spare no expense, even without all her recent guilt. She sat on the living room couch and gazed into the fireplace at the charred pieces of wood. She remembered feeling a lot like them a month ago—burned out and cold. Kayden entered the living room, snapping her out of her thoughts. He looked as dashing as ever and near perfect except for the sling. He sat next to her, grabbed her hand, and brushed her knuckles against his soft lips.
“I don’t want you to go,” he kissed her hand and then reached around her and hugged her.
“I’ll be back before you know it,” she replied, leaning in and kissing him.
The slip of his tongue sent shivers down her stomach, and she sighed. She started to regret leaving for a minute and wished they could go back into the room down the hall. As she pulled away from his mouth, he looked her deep in the eyes, resting his forehead against hers.
“You’re coming back to me, right?” he asked.
