Page 45 of Chasing Kaylee Kringle

“I don’t have any,” he said.

“Really?” She looked doubtful.

“Nothing out of the normal realm. Blow jobs. Sex.” He leaned forward, his voice lowering. “Eating your pussy. Feeling you come around my fingers.” His lips were resting next to her ear now. “Around my cock.”

She shivered against him, and he took that as a sign that she liked that idea, unless …

“Are you cold?” he asked.

Kaylee shook her head, and Rick kissed her lips gently, teasing the corners of her mouth with his tongue until he felt her hands between them on his belt. He stilled, their gazes clashing as she slipped the buckle out of the first loop and popped open the button of his jeans.

“We haven’t done that last one yet.”

Fuck, she knew exactly how to make him insane. Even as he wanted to rip off his pants and feel her hand on him, Rick let her control everything, watching her drag the zipper down. Her hand reached inside until it wrapped around his hard dick, gliding her thumb over the tip, and he threw back his head, murmuring her name.

Someone knocked on the front door.

Rick jerked up, throwing Kaylee off balance, and she fell back, hitting her head on the wall. Rick cursed and grabbed her, pulling her against him. “Are you all right?”

“No, that hurt,” she mumbled, rubbing the back of her head.

“Kaylee?” Josie called through the door. “Are you in there?”

Kaylee climbed off his lap, and Rick let her go, watching her get to her feet a little unsteadily. She tried to tame her disheveled hair by running her fingers through it, scanning the room.

“Where’s my underwear?” Kaylee asked.

Rick looked around for the torn panties but didn’t see them.

“I don’t know,” he said.

Josie knocked again, calling her name.

“I’m coming,” Kaylee said.

Rick caught her hand before she could get away. “You’re not letting her inside, are you?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because we were right in the middle of something.” He let her hand go, launching himself to his feet with his belt unbuckled and his pants still wide open. Rick gathered her to him, his arms loosely wrapped around her. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Kaylee

Kaylee melted against Rick as his mouth found her neck again, his front pressed into her back. She’d always been really ticklish, especially on her neck, but for some reason, his lips only caused a warm tightening in the center of her back.

“Don’t open the door,” he said.

Kaylee wanted to listen to him because she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing, but she also loved Josie, and she couldn’t stand the thought of her only friend thinking she didn’t want to see her.

“It’ll only take me a minute.”

She heard the rustle of clothing and then felt the press of something hard and long against her ass. Realizing it was his cock, and that he’d dropped his pants and was rubbing himself against her, made her lose all train of thought.

“You have one minute,” he growled. “I’ll be timing you.”

With a shaking hand, she reached for the doorknob and opened it a crack, not wanting Josie to catch a glimpse of Rick naked from the waist down.