“I stand corrected.”
He turns off the burner, puts the bacon on a plate, and sets it before me. I snag a piece and start munching. “This is better.”
Keno grabs a mug of coffee for himself and joins me. After a couple of sips, he sets it down and nabs my hand, tugging. “C’mere.”
He pulls me onto his lap, facing him with my legs around his waist. Just the robe and no panties.
“I know what I want for breakfast.” He slips a hand under the robe, finding and stroking my bare pussy with a barely there, teasing touch.
He picks up a fork and carries some scrambled eggs to my mouth. “Open.”
I open my mouth and let him feed me. After I take a bite, he goes to scoop another forkful. I take advantage of his distraction to shrug out of the robe and let it drop to the floor.
The fork clatters to the plate. “I ever tell you that you’ve got fucking gorgeous tits?”
“Show me.”
His gaze drops between my legs, and I know he wants this as much as I do.
I wiggle on him and feel his growing erection through his jeans. Keno’s eyes go to my breasts as they bounce a little at the motion.
He takes my face and kisses me. It’s passionate, savage, possessive, all the things this man is. When he finally comes up for air, he growls, “I want to take you to bed and eat your pussy all damn day.”
I grin. “You won’t get any argument from me on that one.”
He doesn’t move for a few beats, just studies me. “Don’t have time.”
My shoulders slump, and my smile disappears. “What? You’re leaving?”
“Nope.We’releaving.”
“Where are we going?”
“It’s time you practice on the track where the race is going to be held.”
“Rock Creek Raceway?”
“Yup.”
“But that’s all the way in Denver.”
“I know.”
“The trials are tomorrow. I’d planned to drive up for those.”
“All the more reason to go today and get some practice in.”
“Do you really mean it?”
“Yep. I booked us a room at a nearby hotel, so you’ll be fresh tomorrow.” He smacks my ass. “But we’re burnin’ daylight, woman.”
I squeal, give him a big kiss, then jump off him and run to the bedroom to dress.
His laughter follows me down the hall.
It’s a six-hour drive with the pickup and trailer Keno borrows, and we arrive a little after 1:00pm.
We unload the bike, and I get in a few hours track time before I’m exhausted. I know Keno is tired from the drive up here, let alone the hours at the track. I finish my final run and he times me.
