by Lacey Wolfe
He stepped back. Her eyes filled with passion as she gazed at him. Had she come here for the reason he thought she had? There was only one way to find out he supposed.
Kayla entered his apartment in a slow, sultry pace. As he shut the door, he asked, “Can I get you anything to drink?”
“Sure. Got anything strong?”
He chuckled. “Nope. All out. I have coffee though and I make it to the point of syrup almost.”
“Gross. I’ll pass.” She sat down on the couch. “A soda?”
“Coming right up.”
In the kitchen, he grabbed a can from the fridge. Before he went back into the living room, he took a moment to compose himself. If he’d known she was coming over, he’d have taken a shower and put on better clothes than the basketball shorts and wife beater he currently wore.
Why the hell was he so worried about what he was wearing?
He joined her in the living room, handing her the soda before taking a seat. “Your mom didn’t tell you much?”
“No. Said it was between them and for me to butt out. They’d tell me when they wanted.” She opened the can. “I just don’t get it. But it’s made me think more about you and I.”
You and I. He liked how that sounded. “What about us?”
“Let’s just do this. Head on. Sex, dates, all of it. And not fall in love.”
He leaned back against the cushion, a grin spread across his face. “I like the sound of that. I can promise you I won’t be falling in love. And as long as your parents have been together, it just goes to show love isn’t real. There is no soul mate for someone. We just decide to be with another person and co-exist.”
Kayla was silent. He knew she didn’t believe it quite yet. She still wanted it all. But in light of her parents, he could see she doubted this whole love thing. And she should.
“I promise for the time we are together, you’ll have fun. And I’ll take care of you.” Hopefully that would ease any worry she had. Though, with the way she’d been looking at him since she came into his apartment, he wasn’t sure she needed to be put at ease.
She raised an eyebrow. “We aren’t talking marriage here, are we?”
“God, no!” That’d be moving way too fast. Kayla in a wedding gown, walking down an aisle to commit herself to him—and only him—for the rest of their lives. He placed a hand on his chest, expecting to feel it beating rapidly, but it wasn’t.
“So, uh...” She paused to chew on her bottom lip. “How about we take this to another room?”
He was sure he was bug-eyed. He’d been right in his suspicions. “I need to shower first.”
“I’ll join you.”
His cock grew, obviously liking the idea as much as he did. The thought of taking Kayla up against the wet wall, her back arched, ass right there for his smacking... Oh, yeah.
“Let’s go.” He winked.
As they entered the bathroom, he felt slightly awkward. He turned the water on and glanced back at Kayla. He couldn’t wait to wrap his hand in her ponytail and pull it. She looked amazing, but she was going to be downright sexy soaking wet.
She walked over and rubbed a hand up his arm. “You know, for a scientist, you sure are hot.”
“Would you rather I put on some glasses that are taped together and a pair of suspenders?”
She rubbed her breasts on his arm. “Glasses, suspenders, and nothing else. I’m wet just thinking about it.”
He groaned. She was going to kill him. But at least he’d die a happy man. “I’ll keep that in mind. But for now, I want to get you naked.”
He reached out, slipping his hands under her blouse, and slowly lifted it.
“Hold on, big boy. Buttons.” She pushed his hand aside. “Let’s do this the easy way. You get your clothes off and I’ll do mine.”
He nodded and thought back to their first time together. He liked a woman who knew what she wanted. As he removed his clothing, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. And when she finally stood before him naked, he worried he’d release right there on the bathroom floor. God, this woman was hot.
“Let’s do it.” She spun around and opened the shower door; his gaze became glued to her ass.
This was going to be the best shower of his life.
* * * *
Ryan slid the glass door shut. Kayla let the water spray over her body. She started to tug her ponytail down, but he reached out, stopping her.
“Don’t.”
Letting her hand fall, she stepped closer. Her nipples rubbed against his chest as she stared up at him. This had been a good idea in her head. Come over here, offer herself to him, and get fucked again. But now that she was naked and saw the way he wanted to devour her, she began to feel nervous.
His fingers slid around her neck and tangled in her hair. He jerked it. She gasped, and a moment later his lips covered hers.
The kiss was urgent. Wasting no time, she wrapped her hand around his cock and began pumping it. She lifted her leg up and let the tip of his cock tease her opening.
“Not yet, let’s get good and ready,” he whispered.
“I showed up here ready.”
“I want you begging me.”
She giggled and with her free hand she pulled his face back to hers. His tongue darted into her mouth, and she sucked it in as she stroked his dick. He groaned in response.
Ryan wrapped one arm around her waist and with his other hand he spread her lower lips apart and let his finger meet her pussy. Circling her clit with his thumb, he let another finger lightly press into her opening. Fuck, she was ready to start begging.
“Now. Please.”
His dark blue eyes bore into hers. “I want to take you against this shower wall, but I forgot the protection.”
Before she could tell him she didn’t care, she wanted his bare cock buried deep within her, he had the water off and slid the door open. He tugged her along with him, leaving a trail of water along the way. In the bedroom, he tossed her onto the fluffy bed.
“You’d better hurry, or I might not feel like begging you any longer.”
He took his cock into his hand and stood before her. He guided his hand up and down his shaft. It was hot watching him touch himself. She licked her lips and tried to bring her gaze away from the sight to glance up at him, but she couldn’t.
“Touch yourself,” he instructed.
She looked up into his eyes. He stepped back and dug around in the drawer, returning with a foil wrapper.
“I want to see your pretty nails rubbing yourself.”
She’d never done it for anyone before. She wasn’t sure she could touch herself. “I-I...”
“Do it.”
Closing her eyes and biting her lower lip, she let her hand slowly creep down her belly. She met the light layer of hair and slid her finger into her slick pussy.
She imagined it was Ryan. His long and thick finger pressed into her, two at a time. Yes…yes…that was good. Before she knew it, her fingers were moving quickly in and out of her. And she finally had the nerve to open her eyes and saw Ryan watching, stroking his cock again.
“You’re so fucking good,” he said as he ripped the wrapper open and slid the condom on.
He crawled on top of her as she opened her thighs wide. He positioned herself at her opening and a moment later, entered her. Her eyes closed again as sparks tore through her body.
* * * *
Kayla laid on the bed, unsure if she could move as she waited on Ryan to bring in a much needed snack. That man was an amazing lover. Each time was better than the last. And if it continued down this path, she wasn’t going anywhere. In fact, she was certain he’d ruined her for other men. From this point forward, they’d all be compared to Ryan. The way he softly kissed her. The way he gently stroked her shallowly with his cock that made it feel like mad pleasure torture.
“I made ham sandwiches. Hope that’s okay?” He set a tray down on the bed before climbing on.
“Right now anything sounds good. I really worked up
an appetite.”
He nuzzled his face into her neck, leaving wet kisses. “You’re not the only one,” he whispered.
“I hate to say it, but please stop. I can’t do it again without fuel.”
He sat back and smiled. “Then fuel up, baby. I’ve got big plans for you for the rest of the day.”
She grabbed a water bottle and twisted the top off. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself. I’ve got to go home and feed my rabbit.”
“A pet rabbit. Why not a dog or cat, like other people?” He took a bite of his sandwich.
She shrugged. “I don’t know. I went into a pet store for something and saw the blueish gray furball and fell in love. Bunny is pretty easy to care for. The only thing I have to watch is she sometimes chews on the wall.”
“The wall?”
Kayla giggled. “Yeah. Not really sure why. So why don’t you have any pets? Too much of a commitment?”
“I’m not home much. It wouldn’t be fair to the animal.”
“Not home much? You seem to always be home.” She broke off a piece of the sandwich.
He smiled. “It seems that way since I met you.”
Her heart did a weird little flutter. Of course he didn’t mean he was around more because of her. It was just a coincidence. That was all.
“I’m sure in the next few days I’ll be in the lab nonstop.”
“What do you wear in the lab? A long, white coat?” She could see it. His dark hair and blue eyes would stand out brightly with a white lab coat on. He’d have black pants on and some sexy goggles as he mixed the chemicals.
“Most of the time.” He smirked. “If you want, I’d be willing to model it for you.”
She sucked in her bottom lip. “So many fantasies, so little time.”
He took her sandwich from her and set it back on the tray. “Spread your legs, I’m coming in. I can’t eat another bit until I have another taste of you.”
She giggled. “I’ve hardly had time to fuel up.”
“Shut up and lean back.”
They’d yet to get dressed and it was a good thing. As he slid a condom onto his shaft, she opened her legs, needing no foreplay. She was ready.
Chapter 9
Kayla,
It really sucks being back at work today. I must admit, the last two days were two of the best days off I’ve had in a while. And my mind is crystal clear. I like the direction this thing between us is going.
When can we get together again?
-R
Kayla sat at her computer, staring at the screen with a smile. She couldn’t wait to find herself tangled in his limbs again either. Never had she been so satisfied. She didn’t want it to end. She missed his touch when it was over. A feeling she needed to get under control.
This was, after all, not going any further—ever.
I’m sure we can arrange something soon. Though, I probably need a day off, or else I might not be able to walk for a few days.
-K
She pressed the send button. Pushing away from her desk, she decided to find something in the kitchen to snack on. She’d really worked up an appetite with all the hot sex. And her body had been in a drought for quite some time. The last man she’d been with hadn’t really had the skills needed to please a woman.
He had thrust hard and fast, but not in the way that was pleasurable. More distracting because he grunted. She had faked an orgasm with him just to get it over with. But with Ryan, no faking was involved. He knew just what he was doing.
She grabbed a yogurt from the fridge and skirted her way back over to her computer as she heard the ding of a new email. This was getting just as addictive as sex.
Not being able to walk, huh? That sounds like heaven to my ears. Let’s just make sure you’re in my bed when that happens.
Unfortunately, I’m off to a meeting. We’ll chat soon.
-R
It was a good thing he had a meeting. Kayla had a piece she needed to finish getting edited. Between her parents and her romps with Ryan, she was falling behind on her deadline.
* * * *
“So I take it, it’s going well?” Ryan’s mother asked after she’d shown up at his place unexpected.
“Yes.” He tried to hide the frustration in his tone, but he’d planned on luring Kayla over again this evening.
His mom, obviously not taking the hint, took a seat on his couch. “I think we should plan a dinner again with her parents, Valerie and Bob. Your father and I forgot about how much we enjoyed their company.”
It wasn’t his place to say anything, but he seriously doubted the Ames would want to have this get together anytime soon.
“I think I’ll call her now. Do you mind? I know I came over here to see you and all.” His mom pulled her cellphone from her purse.
“I wouldn’t bother them right now, Mom.”
She waved her hand and fiddled with her phone before placing it on her ear. Ryan sighed loudly. He needed a beer, but he didn’t have any. He’d made the stupid decision not to drink so he didn’t make stupid choices. Was he drunk when he’d made that stupid decision?
He plopped down on the love seat and waited for his mom’s call to end. He was certain it wouldn’t take long.
“I’m so glad to hear you’re doing well…yes, yes, I agree. It’s lovely to see them so happy.” She giggled. “Dinner this weekend? What a great idea, Valerie. That’s just what I was calling about. Why don’t we do it at our place this time?” She paused for a minute, then said, “Okay, we’ll chat later this week. I can’t wait to see you and Bob as well. Bye.”
Wait a minute, had Mrs. Ames agreed? Had they resolved the marriage issues? Kayla would be thrilled.
“She said yes?” Ryan asked.
“Of course.” She tossed the phone back in her purse.
“Is Mr. Ames going to be there too?”
“Why wouldn’t he? She didn’t say he was away on a business trip.”
Ryan shrugged. “No reason.”
“What are some of Kayla’s favorite foods? I’d like to cater this around her.” His mom leaned forward a bit. “She’ll be dressed better this time, right?”
Ryan smirked, remembering her in her eighties getup. “Yes.”
“Good.” She glanced at her watch. “Well, I suppose I’ll be on my way. I have a quilting meeting I need to get to. Email me what foods she likes. Don’t forget.”
He stood with his mother and walked her to the door. Like usual, she reached out and wrapped him up in her arms, holding him tightly. “You have no idea how proud I am of you and the love I have for you.” Pulling back, she stared into his eyes. “I can only hope that one day you also have a child and get to experience this kind of love.”
“You never know.” He opened the door, but not before planting a kiss on her cheek. “Love you, Mom.”
She gave a slight wave and headed down the breezeway. He closed the door and wondered if it was too late to get Kayla over and into his bed.
He could always test the waters and send her a quick email. Ryan couldn’t remember the last time he’d used his email so much for anything personal. Typically it was work stuff. But every time his phone or computer alerted him of a new message, he found his heart rate pick up speed and his palms would moisten.
These were new feelings for him. The last time he’d even remotely felt this way was with Abbie—and that turned out horribly. But Kayla wasn’t Abbie, and this wasn’t love. It was sex and a relationship that would lead to nowhere. The amazing romps between the sheets were clouding his judgment most likely. It was causing him to feel things toward Kayla. It wasn’t love. No, it had to be lust. Pure sexual lust.
His cock throbbed, agreeing with him. He fidgeted with his jeans, trying to tame the hard-on, but it wasn’t listening.
Ryan picked up his phone and emailed Kayla to see what her plans were. A few moments later, she replied.
At the pet store right now with Bunny. Then home to hopefully finish some work and make deadline. A cer
tain hunky man has kept my attention tied up.
-K xoxo
He smirked at the thought of Kayla wheeling a shopping cart around with a rabbit in it. Then he sighed, he wasn’t thrilled about her not being free this evening. Then again, this wasn’t a real relationship so to speak. She had every right to do what she pleased and not spend every waking moment with him.
His mood change finally soothed his cock back to its limp state. He set the phone down, not sending a reply. It was going to be him all alone tonight. Maybe that was a good thing after all.
* * * *
“We’re having dinner with the Newells this weekend?” Kayla wasn’t sure she’d heard her mother right. “All of us?”
“Uh-huh. I expect you’ll be dressed much more presentable this time. These might be your future in-laws. Please don’t embarrass your father and I the way you did last time.”
She wasn’t worried about that. She was more concerned about the fact that her mom and dad were going. “Does this mean you and Dad have, you know, worked things out?”
“No, we haven’t. But for appearances’ sake, we will act happily married.”
Kayla couldn’t help but wonder how long they’d been putting on a front and why they had suddenly stopped.
“The movers are here. I need to go,” her mother said.
“Wait, what? Movers?” Once again, Kayla wondered if she needed to get her hearing checked.
“Yes. Your father is going to live somewhere else.”
Kayla was speechless. This was way too much for her to handle. “Okay.”
“We’ll talk soon.”
The call ended. Kayla sat at her desk and stared straight ahead out the window, not even registering what she was looking at. She was too shocked to comprehend anything at the moment. This couldn’t really be happening. She’d assumed it was just a bad fight, but now…now her dad was moving out.
She quickly scrolled through her contacts and dialed her dad.