Restore Me (Book 2.5 Kin Series)

by Foor, Jennifer

  “You know you won’t, Lace. Your pussy likes me too much.”

  She took another giant bite of the waffles. “You seem to be so sure of yourself. I hate to break it to you, but I’m the one in control.”

  If she wanted to think that, then she was going to have to show me more. “Prove it.”

  She moved the plate of waffles out of the way and stuck her hand right in the pot of chocolate sauce. I was shocked, but as quickly as she’d done it, she smacked it against my chest and started rubbing it around. “You want me to prove that I get what I want, Joey?” Her fingers traced over my lips, leaving the chocolate syrup over them. I licked it away then leaned in to kiss her. She pulled away, smiling. Another hand of chocolate smashed against my cheek. She started laughing and spreading it over my neck.

  “You’re goin’ to lick this all off, you know?”

  Then she stopped. We both looked over at the pot of chocolate liquid. She soaked her hand again, but this time, she started massaging it into her breasts. Her hardened nipples shined against the light, almost forcing me to have to lick them. I went in for a taste and felt it being spread on my shoulders.

  Things were going to get messy, because she was leaving me with no other choice other than to fight back.

  My fingers went into the pot. She grabbed my arm and pulled them over to where she could suck them into her mouth. I watched her savoring every last drop before finally allowing me to kiss her.

  It was rough having our teeth colliding followed by heavy breathing. Then, all of the sudden, Lacey pushed me away. She leaned over and turned on the burner, watching as the remaining amount of chocolate syrup heated up. “What are you doing?”

  She touched her pussy and then brought her fingers up to her lips. “I want you to beg for it. Tell me you want this pussy, Joey.”

  Was she really playing this game with me? I never begged for a piece. “I don’t beg.”

  I watched her turn off the burner and check the temperature.

  She filled a large wooden spoon with the chocolate syrup, leaned back and let it fall down over her nipple. I saw her reacting to the hot liquid as her lips spread open and her body jerked.

  Then she went even beyond that by taking the spoon and rubbing it between her legs. My dick was begging to fuck her. She kept doing it while she spoke. “You know you want this.”

  I tried to play it off, but the proof was standing at attention, begging to be played with. Lacey brought the spoon to her lips and licked it. “Mmm, you want a taste don’t you?”

  I’d tasted it plenty of times. It wasn’t like it was anything new. The thing was, Lacey was on another level. “I want to fuck you.” As if I had to spell it out for her. The truth was in my erect cock.

  She placed the spoon back into the hot pot and pulled out another bit of chocolate sauce. This time, she looked down and watched herself pouring it all over her pussy. I tried to approach her, but she kicked me away with her feet. “None until you learn your place. It’s my turn.”

  Her body jumped when the hot liquid made contact with her cunt. I watched her breathing pick up and her tits moving as she did it.

  I sat down at the table, but never took my eyes off her. She continued touching herself, watching me watch her. Her naked body was covered in chocolate that I made for her. It was making me crazy. I took my dick in my hand and began stroking it. Lacey smiled and spread her pussy open, while rubbing her clit. “Don’t stop, Lace.”

  “Mmm, you don’t stop. Show me how fast you can cum.”

  “Why don’t you get over here and speed up the process?”

  She giggled but didn’t move. I got up, forced her legs open and positioned myself to take her. Lacey wrapped her arms around my neck let her lips linger over mine. “Tell me what you want, Joe.”

  I hated when people called me that, but somehow, it wasn’t so bad, especially since she was teasing me. “You know what I want.” She was playing my game and I liked it.

  “Say it. Tell me.”

  I grabbed her hair and tugged, forcing her head back. I licked up her neck until my tongue reached her ear. “I want to fuck you.”

  We kissed again, this one as vigorous as the one before it. If her tongue was giving me an inkling of how we were going to fuck, I was in for a good time. She pulled away and looked into my eyes. Her hand came up and wiped some chocolate off of my face. When our eyes met again, she smiled. “What are you waiting for?”

  She didn’t have to say it twice. I kissed her hard, knowing damn well that fucking her in my kitchen was going to be something I’d never forget. She was too sexy and her being covered in delicious chocolate didn’t hurt.

  I was going to eat my way to her pussy until there wasn’t a single drop of chocolate left on her body.

  Chapter 20

  By the time Monday rolled around I was so tired that I knew my week was going to drag. My weekend company was taking a toll on me. Even though I slept, it was never enough to make up for all of the fucking we’d been doing.

  I felt that I’d had enough of Lacey to last me until the next Friday, because we’d agreed to only talk on the weekends. Since I was trying to not change my life, it worked for me. I did my own thing during the week and looked forward to seeing her when Friday came around.

  Lacey kept her distance during the week. I didn’t know why she didn’t want to talk, but figured that she was just into the school thing and wanted to be able to focus. At any rate, even during work hours, I thought about her. In fact, no matter what I was doing, I was thinking about her.

  The worst part about it was that it wasn’t just the sex, or how beautiful she was without clothes. I missed her company, especially at night.

  Considering that when I’d moved into my place I freaked out when someone else came over, it made no sense. I couldn’t figure out why she was different. It made no sense why I’d want someone out of my normal circle of women to spend my time with. What was even worse was that I kept wanting it.

  Originally, I’d assumed I could just fuck her out of my system.

  As the days passed, I thought about her the same and wanted her even more. Ford and Sky continued to warn me to back off, even after they knew we were sleeping together.

  My job was easy and for the most part I was overseeing the kitchen. For big events I’d put in extra hours, but usually I worked a straight day and was home in time for dinner. Nights dragged.

  Sam called me that Wednesday and asked if we could meet up. I felt horrible for what I’d done the last time that I’d seen her. I agreed to meet her at her mother’s and felt confidant that after spending the weekend with Lacey, I’d be back to my old self again. Sure, as far as standards went, Lacey was my favorite girl. I looked forward to my weekends and she could have those three days for as long as she wanted them. We had fun together and I slept better than ever before.

  I showed up a little after seven at Sam’s moms.

  She was wearing a comfortable little red sweat suit that was unzipped in the front to show off her cleavage. The weather was getting chilly and I couldn’t help but notice that she still had a nice tan. It complimented the color of her hair and eyes. Just like always, her nails were perfectly manicured and from just her appearance, one could tell she took good care of herself and spent a lot of money doing it.

  She’d ordered pizza and had a bottle wine opened that she was already drinking. I kissed her on the cheek before taking off my coat and sitting down beside her on the couch. “Sorry about last time. My head wasn’t right.”

  She smiled and ran her hand up my leg. “It’s fine. I figured as much. Don’t worry though, you can make it up to me tonight. My flight leaves tomorrow afternoon, so don’t be too rough. I need to be able to walk with my luggage.”

  “Is your mother better?”

  “She’s going to a rehab center for a couple of weeks. I’ll be back to help when she’s cleared to come home.”

  Sam cozied up next to me and I leaned in to brush the hair away f
rom her face. “So, where were we before things got weird the last time we tried this?”

  Her lips made contact with mine and a slow kiss was beginning to heat up. When we stopped for air, she’d already climbed on top of me. “I think this is about right.”

  Our lips met again, this time followed by her hands on my chest and mine on her ass. She smelled nice and the mood was set to be enjoyable. Then it happened again. I lifted her shirt off and tugged down the cups of her bra. As I leaned in to kiss her tits, I thought about Lacey’s. Then my mind went straight to her pussy.

  I knew I had to work quickly or else my now forming erection was going to disappear again. In a swift move, I flipped Sam over to be lying on the couch. With one tug her pants came off. I slid her panties to the side and looked down at her close trimmed cunt. My mouth watered and I felt like things were turning up.

  Then I leaned in to kiss her there.

  Even though she didn’t taste bad, it wasn’t what I was craving. My mouth wasn’t watering because I wanted to fuck this woman. Sure, a part of me did, probably to prove a point to myself that I hadn’t really changed. I wasn’t able to be with just one woman when there was so much pussy out there waiting to be tamed.

  There again, my dick and my mind were not on the same page. Even though my cock was semi stiff, it wasn’t reacting to my lips being so close to a naked little cunt begging to be played with.

  Sam decided to take matters into her own hands. “How about I take care of you? Maybe I need to remind you how good we were together.” She slid down off the couch and pushed me against it. Her focus was on getting me down. Once my cock was freed, she leaned down and took it into her mouth. I closed my eyes and focused on how good it felt to have my dick sucked. Her head began bobbing like crazy and finally I could feel my body giving in to the pleasure she was offering.

  When I opened my eyes, I saw her brown hair. It reminded me of what I was doing and who I was doing it with. I starting wondering what Lacey was doing and how much better she was at giving me head. It was pathetic and I was pissed at myself for doing it.

  I had to give it to Sam. She was trying her best and under normal circumstances it would have been plenty enough. I closed my eyes again and focused on Lacey. I thought about how she’d made me cum and how bad I wanted her to do it again. Then it happened. I finally came after imagining that it had been Lacey doing it instead of my old friend, Sam.

  Sam didn’t notice what was happening to me. In fact, she sat up and smiled, like she’d done a great job. I didn’t want to burn bridges and certainly didn’t want to admit that I was fucked up in the head, so I smiled back and pretended to be cool. “Wow, I didn’t expect that.”

  “I’m just glad I was able to give you some pleasure. You had me worried last time.”

  I patted her leg. “You didn’t have to do that, you know. We could have made it last a while, if I had the time.”

  She laughed. “Joey, are you telling me you have somewhere else you need to be.”

  This was my out and I needed to take it. She may not have noticed anything weird, but I was secretly freaking out. Lacey was ruining my sex life and I had to figure out why it was happening, so I could put a stop to it.

  “Actually, I have an early morning. How about you call me when you get back and I’ll make it up to you?” I kissed the top of her head and pulled up my pants. “I hope you’re not mad at me. I mean, you were the one that decided to give me head.”

  She giggled. “It’s all good, Joey. I’m glad I could help you out. I mean, I wish you could stay longer, so we could keep going, but I get that you need rest.”

  I wasted no time getting out of there. When I got home, I considered calling Lacey, but what was I even supposed to say to her. It wasn’t like she was calling me. For all I knew, she was fine with our arrangement.

  Ford came knocking on my door no sooner after I’d grabbed a cold beverage and started to settle down. “Hey, man. You got any beer?”

  “Yeah, you know where to find them. What’s wrong with your car?”

  He came back in the room and sat down next to me. “Nothin’. Sky’s dad took me out for drinks. She picked me up from the bar and left my car at work. I wanted to go out to grab a six pack, but she wouldn’t let me leave.”

  “It’s all good. I can use the company.”

  He chuckled. “You gettin’ used to havin’ company on the weekends?”

  “Somethin’ like that.”

  “Why can’t you just admit that you like her?” Ford was asking me questions and it was the wrong time to be bringing them up.

  “Of course I like her.”

  He leaned on his knees and looked over at me. “You and I both know that you can’t give her what she’s lookin’ for. How long are you goin’ to keep messin’ with her head, cuz?”

  “It ain’t like I’m givin’ her false hope. She knows how I live my life. We spend weekends together. That’s it.”

  “That ain’t it and you know it. She’s gotten in your head.”

  He had no idea how spot on he was. “No woman will be gettin’ in my head.”

  “Bullshit! Look, for a while I thought the same thing. You think I didn’t fight the feelin’s I was havin’ for Sky. Shit, we’d just met. We were strangers and I couldn’t stop thinkin’ about her. I know what it’s like. I see you with her. I see you waitin’ for her to show up and pretendin’ you’re just outside keeping busy.”

  “If I want a lecture, I can stop by your place. Shut up or go home, dude.”

  He laughed again. “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so. Sky and I have money on who admits it first. My money’s on you.”

  He was frustrating me with his assumptions. It wasn’t like I was pussy whipped. We were two people enjoying each other’s company. It wasn’t anything else. It couldn’t be. “Admit what?”

  “When you figure it out, I’ll be collectin’ my cash.” Ford stood up and walked out of my apartment, leaving me there to sulk in my own confusing misery.

  As confused as I was about recent events, I knew I didn’t want to stop seeing Lacey, especially since it had cost me my Wednesdays with Candace already. It had been indirectly, but still had everything to do with her. In fact there wasn’t one thing lately that didn’t have something to do with Lacey.

  I ran my hands through my hair and tried to work it all out in my head. All I knew was that I couldn’t get enough of Lacey. I wanted her in my bed, touching me and giving the kind of pleasure that only she could.

  I just didn’t know if I was willing to change my life for a piece of ass, no matter how good it was.

  Chapter 21

  Lacey pulled up Friday night around the normal time she always arrived. I hated to admit that I was looking out my window waiting for it to happen. Pathetic, I know.

  She’d no sooner got out of her car when I was at her side. "How was school this week?"

  She’d gotten to Ford’s door before turning around and acknowledging me. "Boring as usual. Why do you care?"

  I smiled, just knowing she was so close to me. Every weekend we played this cat and mouse game. She’d pretend she wanted to spend the weekend with Sky, but would end up at my place the entire time. "I was just wonderin' how many times you thought about me fuckin' you." I couldn’t help but tease her, seeing as she always got so defensive. Lacey was adamant in making everyone think she didn’t like me. Behind closed doors was an entirely different story.

  She put her hand on her hips, like it was going to make what she said true. "I am there to learn, not to relive some mediocre sex."

  I took a drag of my cigarette and blew out the smoke before I responded to her complete bullshit statement. "Woman, you can say whatever you want, but I know what you're really thinkin'."

  "You don't know me. You just think you do." A smiled formed in the corner of her mouth. I noticed she was speaking loud enough for people to hear. Maybe that was the game, but everyone already knew we’d been together.

  While she thou
ght about what she was going to say next, I looked down at her tight shirt and even tighter jeans. They happened to accentuate every curve of her thighs and ass. "You're sexy as Hell when you're lyin'. Lacey, I bet you sat in those classrooms drawin' little hearts on your folders while thinkin' about me lappin' up that pretty pussy of yours."

  "Shut up! I don't do that." I liked when she fought me. It built up tension and also made my dick hard. I couldn’t wait to spread those legs that she pretended were sacred. "So, when should I expect you?"

  She was starting to walk inside and looked out to answer me. "Why don't you stand here and wait." She slammed the door in my face.

  I didn’t wait around like she was probably thinking. Unlike Lacey, I already knew she’d been coming over. It was about being patient and waiting until I proved her wrong, just like every time she swore she wasn’t coming.

  I knew that my choice of words really did pissed her off, but she also liked it just as much. Besides, I wasn’t going to change the way I was just because it might get me laid faster. I never had to change before and I wasn’t about to now.

  It took her a good while before she came knocking on my door. I knew it was her and I also suspected that she’d be playing one of her games, where she pretended she was coming over for something else, but really just wanted my dick. I smiled when I opened the door and saw her standing there. “Did you need somethin'?”

  "Uhh, they're out of milk. Can I borrow a cup?" I wanted to laugh, because I knew Ford had picked up some earlier in the day. Lacey was grasping for a good plan to come inside, without asking for it directly. I was willing to play the game, until she was ready to admit what she really came for.