Finally, a small smile tugs up the corners of his mouth. “Gonna marry her?”
I don’t have to think about the answer to that one, either. “Fuck yeah, I am.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
“You’re impossible,” Kady grumbles as she helps me into the house.
“No, I’m horny,” I correct. “Two days in the hospital. Two days of having your hot body pressed up against mine, and nothing I could do about it.”
“Four days,” she mumbles. “You were unconscious for two of them.”
“Come on. I’m pissed we missed our rope class.”
She grumbles about that. Apparently her sister had taken her place as the model for the class. “We’ll go when you’re better,” she says.
“Admit it. You want some cock.”
She giggles and threads her arm through mine, helping me over to the couch. White stars dance before my eyes, and I gasp. “Fucking ribs,” I mutter when the pain ebbs.
“See? You’re in no condition for sex.”
“Bullshit. Sex will make me feel better.”
She stops fussing and stands in front of me. Hands on her hips. “You need to rest. What can I get you?”
“You can take your panties off.”
“God dammit, Blaise, I’m serious.”
“The doctor wrote a prescription for Kadence pussy. Said I should take it as often as I wanted.”
She chuckles. “Think you’re funny, don’t you?”
Done fucking around, I slide my hands up her smooth legs. Right up under her little sundress. “You know you want me, baby. Why else did you wear this sexy fucking dress?”
“Because it’s hot out.”
“You’re hot.” I hook my thumbs in her underwear and drag them down her legs. The movement reminds me of my cracked ribs, and I stop. “Get them off and get on my dick.” I grit each word out.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” she protests even as she finishes sliding her underwear down and slips her sandals off.
“Trust me. I can take it. Your pussy has healing powers.”
Shetsksat me. “You’re cruder than ever.”
“I know. Harder than ever, too. Come see.”
More soft giggles as she hikes up her dress and places one knee on the couch. “Are you going to get your dick out, or am I supposed to grind on your lap?”
“I’m injured, babe. Help me out.”
Shaking her head, she stands back up and leans over, hooking her fingers in the waistband of my track pants and gently easing them down to free my dick. He’s a difficult motherfucker this afternoon, so excited to see Kadence, he pops right up.
“Hello there,” she teases, wrapping her fingers around my shaft and stroking.
“Kady, baby, please. I’m ready to explode, so unless you’re not interested in coming, I suggest you get on this ride now.”
Again, she kneels on the couch, slowly positioning herself over my lap. “Are you sure I won’t hurt you?” she asks.
