For Her Pleasure (The Pleasure Series Book 2)

by Angie Daniels

  Mackenzie thought about her comment and said with a saucy grin, “No, I just believe in excitement.”

  “Yes, but with Ryan?” she asked, incredulously.

  “Especially Ryan.” His body screamed sex, from his bald head to his bold swagger. “I don’t know why I didn’t ask him before. I already know who he is and I know what to expect, so how can I lose?” She felt compelled to explain to her best friend why she was doing what she was doing.

  Playing and having fun… at least most of the time, although with Ryan she was certain all that was about to change.

  Kaelyn didn’t look convinced. “I hope you’re right.”

  “I am. Watch and see.” Friends with benefits. What could go wrong?

  THREE

  Ryan went home, showered, and the entire time under the spray of the water he thought about his conversation with Charlie.

  They had been best of friends since the eighth grade. Dated sisters and got into all kinds of trouble growing up. Charlie was the brother he never had, and there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for him…, except stay away from Mackenzie.

  He had waited a long time for this moment and now that she was dangling that carrot in front of him, there was no way in hell he was going to say no. Charlie would be mad but he would eventually get over it, just as long as he did nothing to hurt her. And he wouldn’t, because they both wanted the same thing.

  Sex with no strings attached.

  With the water beating down on his bald scalp, Ryan closed his eyes and images of Mackenzie danced beneath his eyelids. She was the epitome of sexy in that form-fitting black dress that showcased all her assets. There was a fascination about her, her sexy walk, the way she seductively licked her lips, and the large flirtatious eyes of hers that he had never been able to ignore. But tonight after their kiss, he realized how responsive her body was to his touch and to his kiss, and that there was no denying the mutual attraction that had been burning in her eyes. There was no way he could ignore the pounding at his loins to possess her as his, even if it was temporary.

  So, then what are you waiting for?

  No time like the present. Mackenzie wanted two weeks and two weeks it would be.

  By the time he had changed into a pair of sweatpants and a wife-beater, the clock chimed eleven o’clock. He’d known Mackenzie long enough to know she was still wide awake, probably curled on the couch watching marathons of Sex in the City. Reaching for his car keys, he decided he wasn’t waiting around for Mackenzie to make the next move. It was his day off at the firehouse, and he rarely—almost never—wasted a night alone. He preferred the company of a warm feminine body lying beside him. And tonight was going to be no different.

  Ryan pulled his Toyota Tundra into the parking lot of her complex and walked up to the door of the duplex, then knocked twice at her door. Within seconds it swung open. His mouth went dry at the sight of her. It had only been a few hours, but his memories hadn’t done her justice.

  Mackenzie looked beautiful and downright sexy wearing nothing more than a long pink t-shirt. She was all soft and curvy, and wasn’t wearing a bra. The lush swell of her breasts hung free, her nipples were so hard he could already taste them between his teeth.

  “Ryan, what are you doing here?” she asked him, eyes wide.

  He studied the curvy, petite woman in front of him as he stepped into her place. “I came to give you what you want. What we both want.”

  She stared blankly at him, and he knew the exact moment the realization of what he said brightened her eyes. “We’re a little anxious, aren’t we?”

  Ryan enjoyed watching the pink flush creep into her cheeks. “Not at all. I just don’t believe in wasting time.” As he walked toward her, he saw the smile slip from her lips and be replaced with astonishment.

  “You’re serious, aren’t you?” The look in her eyes—for a second he thought maybe she had been joking and really hadn’t meant anything she’d said on the dance floor.

  “I don’t know, you tell me.” Her eyes were locked on his as he shut the door and turned the lock with a click. “Unless you were just pulling my leg.” God I hope not.

  She stared at him, amber eyes large and generous. Her beauty intrigued him “No, I meant what I said. I just didn’t think it would be tonight.”

  His lifted a hand to caress the side of her face as he spoke. “No time like the present. And after I tasted you this evening, there was no way I could stay away.”

  Her breath hitched, but he didn’t stop. Serves her right for propositioning me.

  Ryan hooked his arm around her waist and drew her to him. “Do you have any idea what you have gotten yourself into?” he said.

  “No,” she whispered. “But I’m sure I’m about to find out.”

  His blood was pumping fast. This was what he had been waiting for. The opportunity. The chance to feel her come apart in his arms. “You have no idea.” He dragged her closer and brought his mouth down hard over hers.

  Ryan couldn’t believe it.

  He was here, in her house, kissing her once again.

  Her mouth was hot, delicious, and he was hungry. Possessively, he dragged her into his body, pressing her against his throbbing erection. Mackenzie gasped at the friction and her hips reflexed on contact.

  “Is this what you wanted?” he groaned. Oh, he sure the hell hoped so.

  “Yes, ooh yes,” she moaned against his mouth.

  With a growl, he parted her lips and slipped his tongue into her mouth. Damn, she was delicious! He had kissed hundreds of women in all shapes and sizes, but never had a woman made his knees ready to buckle. The torch that had been smoldering between them for years caught fire and burned between them, heating his veins. Every thought, and every feeling he’d ever had for Mackenzie was magnified. The attraction was now wild and out of control, and the need to possess her suddenly became as necessary as his next breath.

  Ryan released her and reached for the hem of her t-shirt. In one quick move, he yanked it over her head and tossed it aside. He had expected some kind of objection and received none. Drawing back, he took in the sight of her body, her sexy-assed body. She didn’t shy away or raise her arms to shield her lush breasts. Instead, she stood there in skimpy pink panties, with a slight smirk on her face.

  “Am I everything you imagined me to be?” she asked.

  “Better. Far better.” Reaching out, he caressed her nipple with one callused thumb and a broken cry escaped her lips.

  “You like that?” he whispered.

  “My nipples… are… my weakness,” she managed to say between strokes.

  Knowing her pleasure points, he twitched her nipple between a finger and thumb while the other he slipped between his lips and sucked. She cried out and he suckled some more before shifting to the other.

  “Oh Ryan!” she cried out and arched her body high, drawing her nipple further into his mouth.

  His body tightened painfully, specifically down at his loins. He dragged his lips to Mackenzie’s mouth again, kissing her long and demanding. As soon as her lips parted, he swept his tongue inside, claiming her.

  For the life of him, he didn’t understand what was happening between them, the desperate need… he didn’t understand the emotions she stirred within him.

  How was it she affected him so easily? Desire, lust, whatever the hell it was, pounded through his body. His cock was tight, hard, and aching. Raging heat flooded his veins and there was no way in hell he could deny them what they both wanted.

  “Tell me you want me,” he commanded as his hands rose again and caressed her beautiful breasts.

  “Yes,” she cried out. “God, yes!” His fingers stroked and pinched until her nipples were hard and erect.

  “Good… very good,” he murmured before he brought his lips down to nibble along her neck. He could smell her soft, feminine scent. “I don’t know what I’d do if you changed your mind.”

  She drew back and gazed up at him, her amber eyes locked on his with desir
e burning in their depths. “Not in a million years.”

  His fingers lifted, threading through her hair and he slowly backed her out of the hallway and into the living room. Stopping in front of the sofa, he took her hand. “Suck me,” he growled, forcing Mackenzie to her knees. “I want to feel your mouth on me.”

  Her eyes twinkled and she wasted no time lowering to her knees. He watched as she yanked down his sweats, followed by his boxers.

  “My, my… what do we have here?” she purred. His cock was right in front of her, hard and throbbing. Mackenzie lifted her gaze, and licked her lips. Sweet Jesus! His penis jutted toward her lush mouth and desire roared through her blood.

  “What are you waiting on?” he somehow managed between gritted teeth.

  Mackenzie chuckled as she wrapped her fingers around the base. On contact, he flinched and her hand glided up to the head, conjuring a slow hiss to slip from his throat.

  “Shit that feels fucking amazing.” Ryan brought a hand up and placed it at the back of her head.

  “Does that mean I have skills?” She looked up at him, her fingers slowly stroking his cock.

  “Hell yeah.” His fingers tightened in her hair. “Now suck me.”

  “I’ve never done that before,” she whispered.

  “Yeah right.” He hissed and chuckled along with her at the joke. “Come on baby, quit playing.” He was practically begging. And then she blew on the tip and he stiffened. Mackenzie repeated the slow torture. Frustrated, Ryan thrust his cock toward her. “Put it in your mouth,” he ordered with such hunger. “Show me how badly you want me.” He looked down at her, half-naked, and on her knees in front of him.

  Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and took the tip of his cock inside. “Like this?” she asked, innocently. “Or did you mean like this?” Her lips slipped around him pulling his dick deeper into her mouth.

  “That’s it,” he growled. Mackenzie was tasting, sucking and licking as if she was familiar with his cock. He guided her head, thrusting lightly, matching her rhythm. “All of it,” he ordered and without hesitation, Mackenzie opened her mouth wider, taking more of him. Sucking, stroking deeper and faster until he felt his blood raging to his loins. Quickly, he jerked away.

  She stayed on her knees, staring up at him. “What’s wrong?” she asked, blinking her eyes, innocently.

  He shook his head. “You are such a tease,” he said, his voice harsh and ragged. “You know how to bring a man to his knees. That’s for sure.” He didn’t even want to think about her doing the same to anyone else but him.

  Ryan helped her to her feet. His hands slipped down her body curving at the top of her panties. His fingers slid across her waist and down the length of her thigh.

  “Spread your legs,” he whispered. His tongue snaked out to lick the soft curve of her neck.

  Shivering, she obeyed.

  Ryan glided his hand along the juncture between her thighs, stroking and teasing her clit through the satin. Are you wet for me?” he asked.

  Her response was a whimper.

  “I’ll take that as a yes,” he muttered, his fingers pressing against the slick bud.

  “You still want me?” he asked. “Tell me, Mack. I need to hear it.”

  She licked her lips. “I want you, Ryan.”

  Damn! He was desperate for her. He stepped away from her, with his eyes on hers. “Take off your panties.”

  Her lips curved. “How about you take them off for me?”

  He caught the elastic band with his thumbs and slid the fabric down over her flaring hips, and they dropped to her feet. With a grin, Mackenzie kicked them away.

  “Now what?” she coaxed.

  He stared at her as he reached down into his pocket for the condom in his pocket and rolled it on. As soon as he tossed his sweatpants and boxers, he snaked out an arm and dragged her to him. Her nipples were pressed against his chest and his cock jutted against her inner thighs.

  “Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded and lifted her up into his arms. Mackenzie locked her ankles around his hips. Instantly, he felt her warm pussy pressed against him. He growled and tightened his hold and moved forward until her back was pressed against the wall.

  “Guide me into you,” he said, his eyes locked on hers.

  He swallowed and mentally reminded himself to stay calm while she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his penis. Using the head of his cock, she parted her folds and he hissed as he felt warm cream coating the head.

  Ryan took a deep breath, then thrust into her.

  She gasped, throwing back her head as he filled every inch of her with his cock. It felt so fucking unbelievable.

  And when he began to move, it was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

  “Oh God!” she cried while clenching her walls around him.

  “That’s it, baby.” Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he lifted her body, moving her in time with his thrust. Deeper. Harder. “Move with me.”

  “Yes, oh yes,” Mackenzie moaned and rocked her hips meeting his fierce pumps into her body.

  She was wet and felt so good, Ryan had to take several slow, deep breaths. Every muscle in his body tightened, his groin was pumping hot blood and yearning to explode and yet tonight wasn’t about him. It was all about pleasuring Mackenzie, showing her how much he’d been waiting for this moment. It was also about giving her a reason to keep coming back for more… and more.

  He sucked the tender skin at her throat, nibbling softly while she whimpered and gasped. His hips pulled back and then he thrust against her. “Who’s fucking you, Mack?”

  Her breathing hitched. “You are… Ryan Young.”

  “You ready to come for me?” he asked, lifting his head. He stared down at her, her lips were moist, her eyes closed.

  His pumps intensified. Hard, deep thrusts and then he buried his cock to her core.

  Mackenzie screamed as an orgasm ripped through her.

  “Shit!” Ryan hissed and threw back his head. The feeling of her tightening her pussy around his cock was his undoing. He began pounding hard into her until he groaned her name, and came.

  In the moments that followed they collapsed onto the couch, locked in each other’s arms. He could feel the beating of her heart as it slowed.

  “Wow!” she said and then she chuckled. The infectious sound caused him to join in.

  “How do you feel?” he asked, then he kissed her cheek and neck.

  She sighed and tightened her hold around his neck. “Amazing,” she purred.

  Ryan smiled against her skin. “Me too. Now we’re going to bed.”

  Ryan carried her down the hall to her room. Once there, they slid underneath the sheets and he held her in his arms.

  Mackenzie kissed his chest and lifted her head. There was a silly smirk on her lips.

  “What?”

  She gave him another light, quick kiss on the lips. “I knew it would be this way between us.”

  “You did?” he asked, blinking. He had no idea she had also fantasized about the two of them in bed having mind-blowing sex.

  “Yes, I did,” she whispered. “You live up to your reputation, Ryan Young.”

  “I’m glad to hear I didn’t disappoint.”

  God, she was gorgeous. Her eyes were twinkling, her lips red and swollen from his kisses. She looked like a woman who had been made love to.

  He took a breath as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. He rocked his hips, thrusting in her hand. He was already getting hard again. “You’re starting something.” His teeth were clenched.

  She gave him a wicked look. “Yes, but I plan on finishing.” With that she rolled over and straddled his waist.

  A smile curled his mouth. They were in for a long… long night.

  FOUR

  Mackenzie groaned at her alarm clock, blaring that it was time to get up. With her eyelids closed, she reached across the bed and pressed the snooze button. Five more minutes, that’s all she needed.

>   Reaching for her pillow, she hugged it close to her body and released a satisfying sigh as the memories from last night came rushing back.

  She had finally slept with Ryan Young

  Her body tingled at the images of her, down on her knees, his beautiful thick cock staring right smack at her. She could still taste him inside her mouth, and smell the scent of his thighs as they brushed against her cheek. Erotic images filled her mind, making her temperature rise. Nothing turned her on more than Ryan watching her slide her tongue along the length of his penis. And there was plenty of that. All the rumors about Ryan had been true.

  She groaned as a ping of unfamiliar jealousy turned her stomach at the realization there had been dozens before her, and there would be even more, long after their two weeks together ended. She was certain she had imagined the possessiveness he had displayed last night and her own desperate need for their bodies to be connected as one. One advantage she had that no one woman could claim was that she knew Ryan the man and what made him tick. Now she also knew what turned him on.

  With a sigh, she shifted the pillow a little lower, pressing it against her clit as she remembered his tongue waking her up in the wee hours. She could still feel his teeth nibbling softly at her clit until she was crying out his name. Shortly after, there was the strength of his body lying on top of her, the solid wall of his chest, grazing her nipples and the corded muscles of his arms she held onto, while his dick stroked her into a mindless frenzy.

  After they had made love for the third time, she refused to move, not ready for their rendezvous to end. Instead she lay in his arms. His scent surrounded her. His body engulfing hers.

  Mackenzie finally went to sleep while listening to the pounding of his heart, with her head on his chest, enjoying the slight movement of his chest as he breathed.

  In his arms, she felt safe. Secure.

  Her alarm blared again, ending the trip down memory lane, which was a good thing, she reminded herself as she leaned over and turned off the noise. They were friends with benefits, nothing more, so that last thing she needed was to start swooning like some heroine in a romance novel.