Bogs smirked and cocked his brow. “For sleeping, as long as we have a bed for sleeping. That’s what I was thinking.” He glanced over at Jonah, who was holding back a smile of his own. “What were you thinking, pretty girl?”
She squinted her eyes. It wasn’t his fault it was her mind that went to him insinuating sex. She glanced away taking great interest in the mud on the ground.
“Come on,” Jonah said, being a gentleman and not making her suffer any longer through her embarrassment. She followed behind as Jonah then Bogs walked through the front door.
Jonah explained how the house was a month or two away from completion. Most rooms had been framed out, some walls had even been put up, but for the most part the only livable areas were the bathroom and bedroom upstairs. The large open living room had a couch that had seen better days, and a television set up on a pop-up table.
“Sometimes, I work late so I set it up so I can spend the night or two.” They walked through the large room as Jonah explained the layout. She heard him but she was mainly focused on the size of the house and how beautiful it would be when it was finished.
“There’s a mini fridge you’re welcome to use, and I think there’s at least two towels in the bathroom. Other than that, it’s pretty much bare bones.”
“It’s perfect, man. I appreciate you doing this for me.”
“Anything, brother, you know that.”
Kenzie jerked her head to the men standing a few feet away. Jonah’s words caught her attention and she watched them. It wasn’t so much what he said but how he said it. It was a declaration. There was history there.
The men walked back into the large room and Jonah smiled at her. He had a great smile, wide with gleaming white teeth, and it was friendly. A nice contrast on his hard face.
“Nice to meet ya, Kenzie.”
“Thanks, again.”
He nodded then shook Bogs’ hand and was out the door.
She turned back to Bogs. “Now what?”
His eyes narrowed and he stalked to her. “I think you know what comes next.”
She did. With his predatory stare, she could feel her panties dampening. This situation should have her in fear, with sex being the last thing on her mind. Not with Bogs though. She stepped back which had him cock his head to the side before he charged.
He grabbed her waist, hoisting her legs around his waist and kissed her with such ferocious desire she was digging her hands into his shoulders and yanking on his shirt. She was completely lost in their kiss.
She felt the sweep of his steps. He was taking her upstairs. Her eyes remained closed, so into their kiss she didn’t even realize they made it into the bedroom until she was dropped and bounced on the mattress.
She giggled but hushed when he stood at the edge of the bed stripping off his clothes. This wouldn’t be long with much foreplay, not that she needed it. The only thing she needed was him.Inside her. She tugged her shirt from the waist of her jeans and pulled it over her head. Quickly, she unclasped her bra, tossing it onto the floor next to her.
Bogs had been quicker than her and was coming at her fully naked. She licked her lips and could swear she heard a growl so she did it again. His growl grew louder as he gripped her jeans, pulling them down her legs taking her panties with them.
She leaned back against the bed as he rushed to her and lay flat against her body, his cock, fitting snuggly against her core between her legs. She moaned as he rocked his hips and the head of his dick rubbed against her clit. Her hands dug into his back wanting him closer.
She brushed her face against his neck, inhaling his scent of musky pine. It comforted her, everything about Bogs did. There was security in his words, in his actions, even in the way he smelled. His retreating body had her grip around hisback tighten, she didn’t want to lose the warmth of his body.
A masculine chuckle vibrated against her chest as he leaned back, taking hold of her wrists and lifting them over her head. Her fingers tangled with the rods of the headboard.
“Hold on, pretty girl.” He winked and slowly slithered down her body. She could not look away, and her legs twisted in anticipation.
She tightened her grip on the barred headboard. The breeze from the ceiling fan above was sending shivers over her skin in a light sensual tease. A moan slipped passed her lips. She didn’t know if her beaded nipples were a result or if it was from the menacing tongue lashing Bogs was giving her clit, either way they were hard and almost painful. Through her hooded eyes, she watched his eyes close and his mouth devour her pussy.
She wiggled against his mouth, pulling away from his assault. His tongue flicked over her sensitive nub and she gasped. Her head dug deep into the pillow trying to control her breathing but she felt the onset of her orgasm and her heart beat faster at the anticipation. His fingers curled into her hips to keep her in place. This man was a god with his friggin’ tongue.
His tongue laved over her clit, then circled, making her orgasm slow and drawn out. Her heels dug into the mattress. Her toes curled and she moaned while cocking her hips into his greedy mouth. She came hard jolting her body forward and moaning through pursed lips.
He licked over her sensitive bead. The tremors from her body had her pulling away. It was too much. “Stop, stop, please,” she begged.
A low chuckle had her smiling.This man. Damn, she might die from pleasure. Was that even possible? She squirmed under his lips as he made his way up her stomach. Her breast tingled when his wet warm mouth covered her nipple.
She drove her hands through his hair. She loved his hair, velvety and messy. His teasing tongue was setting her up for another orgasm if he didn’t stop. She wasn’t quite sure if it was possible to come from nipple play but if there was a man up to the task, it was definitely Bogs. Her hips quirked up.
