Page 17 of Pucking Enemies


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“Yep,” Grace says. “The building is pet friendly, especially cats, so you’re good there.”

I release a long breath. “That’s a relief. Thank you, Grace! I’ll take you up on that offer.”

“Yay!” Grace exclaims. “When are you getting here?”

“I’ll get in late Monday night.”

“Great, I’ll come pick you up,” Grace says matter-of-factly.

“You don’t have to do that… ”

“It’s no big deal,” she insists.

“I’d come too,” Skyler says. “But I’ve got a big project I’m working on that day and I’m not sure when I’ll be done.”

“And Millie has skating practice that evening,” Stacey adds. “Sorry, Rylee.”

“No worries! I’ll see you guys when I get there and settled.”

“And I’m Sutton!”

We all laugh at Sutton’s declaration.

“Man, it’ll be good to have you here,” Grace says. I grin because she talks more and more like Jensen, but I doubt she realizes it. “We haven’t seen you since the wedding.”

“I remember you were dancing with Jensen’s brother a lot that night,” Stacey adds.

“Oh, yeah! Whatever happened with you and Tyler?” Skyler asks.

I freeze, my mind flashing back to that night. I do remember Tyler, but he’s not the guy who rocked my world. I think of strong hands, emerald eyes, and a tongue so skilled it could’ve had me cumming all night long.

Kodiak. My perfect Kodiak. He was so big, almost bear-like. The way I recall being handled, the scruff of his beard along my thighs… plus, being with him filled me with the same excitement as when I got my very first camera. It was a Kodak and I’ve had a special place in my heart for the brand ever since. Too bad I drank so much I can’t remember who exactly he was, or what happened after he ate me out. I hope it was at least a good fuck in the moment. Not that it really matters, I suppose. When I woke up, he was gone - no note, nothing. Took off like I was just another one night stand. Abandoned me like Dad and Aiden. Like Miles. I was so pissed and embarrassed that once I found out Tyler didn’t have green eyes, I didn’t ask anymore questions about any of the other guys there that night. I’ve kept that little hook-up a secret from everyone because I am still pretty humiliated about the whole thing.

I’d just ended things with Miles for good before the wedding, was beyond stressed and pissed, and my confidence was at an all-time low, so I ended up drinking too much… again. And it made me stupid.

Clearing my throat, I quickly say, “It didn’t go anywhere, unfortunately. Anyway, I’m super excited to see everyone. Do you guys think you can keep it a secret that I’m coming? I want to surprise everyone, and hopefully the team will be excited to work with me since they know me already.”

“Sure thing,” Grace says.

“You got it,” Skyler and Stacey both agree.

“Who am I going to tell?” Sutton asks. “You know what? I’m going to tell everybody.”

I grin. “I love you guys.”

They all declare their undying love for me too, and a few minutes later, the call ends. I drop my phone on the bed, scratch Gizmo’s head, then make my way into the bathroom to shower. I turn the water on to heat up while I strip, and when I step under the steaming spray, my muscles melt like butter.

My mind wanders while I wash my hair, and thoughts of that night with Kodiak slither back to the forefront. In particular, that amazing orgasm he gave me. He was so good with his tongue… the way he licked and kissed me was downright sinful. My body starts to heat, but it’s not from the hot water.

I slowly slide my hand down my belly and slip my fingers between my legs. His hands had been big and strong, pinning my thighs in place so I couldn’t move as he devoured my pussy. I touch my clit and moan. I’ve never told anyone this, but I’ve always had trouble orgasming with another person. One of my requirements for a man to keep myself from settling, as my mom always taught me, is to find someone who can keep me satisfied in and out of the bedroom.

Kodiak’s the first guy who made me orgasm so quickly and easily. I rub my clit harder, trying to remember all the ways he touched and pleasured me, filling in the gaps with a bit of imagination.

The feel of his tongue along my folds… his fingers digging into my thighs…

Fuck! It was so good!

I’m soaking wet and slip fingers inside my pussy. What if he’d kept going that night? Fucked me until I screamed? His hands were so big, I can only imagine his cock must have been huge too. As good as he was with his tongue, I can only imagine what he could do with his dick.