7. Kai
Chapter 7
Kai
I didn’t get her into my truck quite as quickly as I’d hoped.
Wyatt came back to the Burnette house in a shitty mood. Either he’d gotten bad news at the dentist, or he’d contacted Nicole.
Or worse, he didn’t contact her. I had a feeling it was Nicole.
That revelation probably was fucking with his head.
The rest of the week was full of jobs and enough tension to leave the Howard house as oppressive as the heat in the air.
Memorial Day was quickly approaching and our annual party at the lake would be in full swing. Even Sully would enjoy time off for once. We’d been working our ass off since I’d been back the month before, and I was looking forward to enjoying the lake.
And enjoying Lexi in a bathing suit.
I’d cornered Lexi a few times when her brother wasn’t around, but we were both too on edge to enjoy it. I’d never prescribed to the idea of blue balls until I’d been denied Lexi’s sweet body.
Just imagining her firm hand wrapped around my cock while I was in the shower was enough to induce a very hollow orgasm. When I bumped into her in the hallway, I was still half-hard.
Her sleep-rumpled hair and soft eyes had me dragging her back into the bathroom with me.
“Kai!” Her voice was an alarmed whisper.
“I’m dying here, baby.” I tunneled my fingers under her loose tank and filled my hand with her breast, shoving up the shirt as I pushed her against the door and latched my mouth over her tight nipple.
“God, I missed these.” I pushed her shirt up to her neck, tripping from one to the other as she gasped. My other hand dipped into her barely there shorts and found her warm and perfect. Her skin was so soft and lush.
All I wanted to do was get inside of her, curl around her, lose myself in her.
“Kai,” she whispered. “We can’t.”
“Just let me taste you.”
I crouched in front of her and tore down her shorts, thrusting my tongue into her wet heat as my towel loosened and fell to the floor with her shorts.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me where she needed. “That’s my girl,” I said as I brushed my beard against her inner thigh. I looked up at her as I tongued around her clit faster, drinking down everything she offered. I tucked my middle two fingers inside of her, then I tossed her leg over my shoulder to get closer to her pussy.
Her hips moved in time with each lash of my tongue.
The slam of a fist against the door made us both jump. “Hurry up in there, Lex. I gotta head out to Saratoga.”
“Just a minute!” she called out.
I grinned up at her and kept pulsing my fingers inside of her.
She stared down at me, her jaw tight with anger.
“All right, two minutes. I’m serious. You take forever with that girl crap,” Wyatt snarled and walked away.
When I heard the squeak of the floorboard near the dining room I resumed my tight circles.“Guess we have one minute,” I said, against her swollen clit and sucked—hard.
Her nails dug into my scalp as her thigh shook. God, I was addicted to that echo of her clasping body.
Her tell—letting me know how close she was. I stood, hooking her leg around my hip as I drove into her.
Her eyes flashed wide, and I rode her orgasm. She felt way too good. My body had been primed for so many days. Far too close.
The hot clasp of her body finally registered.
No fucking condom.
I pulled out and came against her belly.“Fuck.” I collapsed against her and gasped against her neck. “Fuck.”
She gripped my back, both of us panting. Then she punched my arm. “Get out of here before he comes back. I can’t believe you did that.”
I wasn’t sure if it was the condom free nut or the fact that I dragged her into the bathroom. I didn’t stick around to find out, grabbing my towel as I slipped out and into my room, thankful that I’d closed my door before I went to take a shower.
She was right.
That was too fucking close.
I sagged against the door and looked at my twisted sheets. Sheets she should have been in, goddammit.
A fist hit my door. “Ten minutes, Kai.”
“Got it,” I called back to Wyatt.
Quickly, I got dressed, spraying on some high-octane SPF against the heat of the day. We’d finished the Burnette house and had done such a good job her neighbor had hired us to redo their patio. Hot, back-breaking work, but it did keep my mind off Lexi for a few hours each day.
I met Wyatt in the driveway, as he was loading his gear into the flatbed. Wyatt’s specialty was outdoor work. He wanted to start his own landscaping company, which was why he was working so much for my brother. He was saving up capital to buy more gear and get a business loan for the rest.
I helped him with the other tools, both of us using bungee cords to make sure everything stayed put.
“Did you finally talk to Nicole?”
Wyatt paused before throwing two large pails into the truck. “No.”
“Is that why you’re being such a bastard?”
Wyatt fisted his hands. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
I held my hands up in surrender. “Fine. Want to get a beer at Gaffney’s tonight?”
He popped his knuckles. “Yeah, maybe.”
“Good.”
The easy short speak we’d had as teens rolled into our work life. Wyatt wasn’t much for conversation, he preferred having music or the game on instead of small talk. Maybe that was why he was worried about Nicole. She wasn’t exactly the quiet and unassuming kind of girl.
After the grueling day under the hot sun, we hit Gaffney’s for a cold brew and a burger.
A message popped up on my phone and I quickly picked it up, reading Lexi’s meeting text.
She put a pin in the map and shared her location.
“Already got a girl on the hook?”
I glanced up. “What?”
He nodded at my phone. “You have that look in your eye. We can get the check and jet.”
“No big deal. I’m not in any hurry.” I flicked the message away and saw the time. I had enough time to get home and shower off the silt and dust from the pavers we’d set that afternoon.
“Sure. Don’t worry about it. Thanks for the beer. The house is too fucking quiet after work.”
I grabbed the check when the waiter dropped it on his way by. “Text, Nicole. You’re acting like a bitch. How long did you talk to her before you traded numbers?”
He sighed. “Six weeks.”
“Christ, did you ghost her?”
“No. Used the app and told her I had a lot of work.”
“Yeah, like she believes that—you probably talked all the damn time before that.”
“Look, you barely call a girl back after you bang her. Don’t be handing out advice you never take, asshole.”
I pushed back my chair. The weight of Lexi’s text sat heavy on my shoulders. The first woman I wanted to text me in...forever. “You’re right. My bad.”
Wyatt growled out a sigh. “Whatever.” He stalked out, leaving me to stop at the bar and pay.
The ride home was silent.
He was right. I had no right to push him, but there was a reason he’d been seething for the last week or more.
When I was gone, I’d feel better if he had someone around other than Lexi.
I rolled down the window, letting the evening air into the cab of the truck. But the night air didn’t help push away the unease. I didn’t want to stick around. The jobs were good enough now, but the road was calling.
Wasn’t it?