Page 46 of Chasing Kaylee Kringle

Josie was standing on her front porch, twisting her hands nervously. “Hi.”

“Hey.”

“I’m so sorry about earlier. I don’t know what’s going on with you, but I know you have been through a lot. I shouldn’t have pushed you and started demanding all your secrets. If you’re not ready to talk about it, just know I’m here for you when you are.”

Her long-winded, run-on apology was so Josie that Kaylee couldn’t help smiling. “Josie, you’re fine. I get it. You’re allowed to feel like I’m shutting you out, and I’m sorry. I just … wasn’t ready to tell you anything.”

“But it’s my whole job to be nonjudgmental and listen, and I did the exact opposite today.”

“You’re also human, and when you know your best friend is lying, you have every right to be angry.”

“I—” Josie hesitated, her expression guarded and unsure. “I don’t know what to say.”

“I need to face things first, and I promise, I will tell you everything, not because you asked, but because you deserve to know. I wouldn’t be a good friend to you if I wanted you to lie and pretend everything was okay to make me feel better.” Kaylee opened the door a little wider so she could reach for her hand. “I’m not one of your clients, Jo. You don’t have to tiptoe around me.”

Her shoulders slumped, and she smiled weakly. “Thank God, because I was worried I’d crossed a line we couldn’t come back from.”

Kaylee squeezed her hand. “Never.”

“Good. You want to come over and watch a movie or do something?”

When a warm palm cupped her bare ass under her dress, she choked out, “You know, I’m not feeling really well. I think I’m just gonna take a shower and lie down.”

Josie’s face fell, her eyes heavy with concern. “Oh man, I’m sorry. If you feel better later, give me a call, okay?”

“Sounds good,” Kaylee said, biting her lip when Rick continued massaging her.

“I love you,” Josie said, oblivious to what was going on inside. “I’ll drop by with some tea and honey if you don’t text me.”

“Thanks,” Kaylee said, dropping her hand and taking a small step back. “I love you, too.”

Before she even finished the thought, the door was pushed shut by Rick. Kaylee started to spin around to tell him how unnecessary that was, but he stopped her turn by grabbing her hips and pressing her into the wall next to the door with his body. Her hands caught herself before her cheek met the white drywall, but her breasts flattened against it as he leaned closer, whispering in her ear, “Tell me you want this, Kaylee. I’ve been dreaming about you for two years, imagining my cock buried inside you. You’ve haunted me, but the question is, have you thought of me? Wanted me.” Rick rocked against her and added, “Do you want this?”

Kaylee arched into him, his dick rubbing between the globes of her ass. She should tell him no and go to her room alone, taking care of the pulse deep in her core, but she didn’t want to. She hadn’t had sex in over two years, and after all the frustration, the anger, the sadness, she wanted something good. A way to chase the pain away, and Kaylee imagined fucking Rick would do all that and more.

“I want this.”

She heard the crinkle of foil being ripped, and her heart hammered against her breastbone, an erotic tempo that spread through her body, her ears, deep in her pussy. Then his hand was between her legs, spreading her open before it was replaced by something longer, thicker, and she closed her eyes as he sought her entrance, stretching her muscles until she felt so full that she thought she might burst. How many times had she imagined this? When Rick said she’d haunted him, Kaylee understood exactly what he meant because she’d imagined his hands on her body more than she’d ever admit to him.

Hands covered hers against the wall as his hips rocked a few inches in and out, hitting somewhere inside that made stars burst behind her eyelids. His mouth was back at the place where her neck and her shoulder met, and he kissed there, his lips traveling up until his mouth grazed along her jawline.

Rick released her, and he took hold of her hair, tilting Kaylee’s head so he could reveal the place at the back of her neck. The tug at her scalp burned, but she didn’t have time to process it before his mouth found purchase and sucked hard. Lightning shot down her spine and settled in her lower back, making her knees weak. Rick’s hand reached around her, finding her clit at the same time that his cock head brushed against that place just inside her, and she trembled again. She’d never liked this position before, but Rick knew exactly what to do to change her mind, and he kept working that spot, hitting it with his dick until fireworks exploded inside her. Bolts of heat struck her core, and she gasped his name, her body convulsing around him.

When Kaylee came down from her orgasm, she thought that this might actually be her favorite position in the entire world, but then Rick sucked harder on the back of her neck, and she forgot everything except the intensity of his mouth and the rhythm of his cock pistoning inside her. Thrusting in and out, he continued to work her clit until his motions became unsteady. He was pressed full force against her, his body jerking and flexing inside her as he came and she melted into him, humming with satisfaction.

His mouth finally released the back of her neck, and his thumb brushed the skin there. “You should probably wear your hair down for a few days.”

“Why?” she whispered, her legs protesting standing any longer.

“’Cause I may have left a mark.”

Kaylee groaned. “What are you, fourteen?”

Rick slid out of her and turned her around slowly until she faced him, leaning against the wall for support. His brown eyes stared down at her darkly.

“No, I’m a fucking man, and you’re mine, Kaylee.”

Even as his words made her pussy clench in arousal, she rebelled against his possessiveness.