Chapter Forty-Two
Kaylee
Kaylee had never wanted to take charge in bed, always afraid of doing something wrong or being laughed at, but with Rick, it seemed like everything she did pleased him, especially when she was being sassy; he seemed to like that a lot.
And she loved his reaction to it.
While he took her left nipple into his mouth, his fingers found the button of her jeans, flicking it open.
His gaze locked on hers as he slid her zipper down, and her body quaked with anticipation.
Once he’d divested Kaylee of her jeans and underwear, Rick flipped her onto her back and his fingers curled over her thighs, and he leaned down, whispering in her ear, “Can I make you come?”
“Yes,” she murmured, spreading her legs. His fingers hovered, and when he didn’t move, she asked, “What’s wrong?”
“You’re in charge. I’m just waiting for you to tell me what to do.”
Breathless laughter escaped her, and she arched her hip. “Touch me right here.” She moved his hand between her legs, and he started stroking. She bit her lip when he found her clit and circled it with one finger.
Kaylee threw up her hands, grabbing the pillow as he teased her. Lights exploded behind her eyes, flashes of yellow, red, and purple so intense that Kaylee moaned his name. “Rick, fuck!”
“Mmmm, baby, you like that?”
“Yes!”
“Good,” Rick said, the pressure of his finger intensifying against her clit.
Her head tossed back and forth as she arched, needing more.
Rick’s tongue joined in the play, thrusting inside her as his thumb and fingers worked her clit, bringing to life all her fantasies.
All the heroes she’d read about who knew what they were doing in the bedroom.
She’d never imagined finding a man in real life who could make her feel as if she were about to burst into tiny pieces.
Rick teased her hard and fast, then slowed down his ministrations until she was ready to scream.
Bringing Kaylee to the brink, Rick sucked hard on her clit while simultaneously curling his fingers inside her.
Kaylee couldn’t hold back her cry of “Rick, oh God, please” as her orgasm rocked her in a vortex of heat and pleasure, swirling inside her pussy until it lifted her higher and higher.
A rush of euphoria swept through her, and she dropped back against the mattress, taking deep, shuddering breaths.
Rick’s fingers and mouth left her, and her eyes fluttered open.
Rick sat back on his haunches, watching her, the lower half of his face glistening with her arousal.
Her pussy clenched, sending frissons of aftershocks through her.
Without a word, Rick pushed himself to his knees and got off the bed before he squatted down where his jeans were. He came back with a foil packet in his hand, and she watched him rip it open with his teeth and glide the latex over his length.
Kaylee crooked her finger at him and said, “I’m still in charge.”
With a chuckle, he flopped onto his back next to her, hands spread on either side of him.
“I’m waiting. Do your worst.”
“Well, I wanted to do my best,” she said, climbing to her knees and straddling him, “but if you want my worst…”
A sharp smack on her butt made her gasp. “Such a brat.”
“Oh, you haven’t even seen brat yet, but you’re about to.”
“Just remember, you can only push me so far, Kaylee,” he said, his tone dark and sexy and masculine, and she bit her lip, wanting to push him to that point.
She planted her hands on his chest and hovered over his length, her feet on the bed.
She slowly sank down on him, inch by inch, and stopped when Rick rocked his hips.
She lifted back off him, and he scowled at her.
“I’m warning you, Kaylee, you’re about to get flipped onto your back and fucked so hard, you won’t be able to walk for a week. ”
“Is that a threat or a promise?”
“Stop with the clichés, Kaylee, and sit on this cock.”
Kaylee did as he said, sinking all the way down until he was hitting the end of her channel, stretching her full, and she loved every second of it, keeping her hands on his chest. She rocked forward, her already swollen, sensitive clitoris going haywire at the sensation of his skin rubbing against her.
She continued to move, swirling her hips and riding him, and his hands reached up to play with her breasts, then gliding around her hips to grab her ass, encouraging her to move faster.
Kaylee obliged, rocking forward with gusto until warmth burst inside her and her motions became jerky. She moaned loudly, “Ohhhh!”
Rick pulled her down hard, moving her to the cadence of his own thrusting until he shouted her name. She smiled, and the sensation of him flexing inside her as he came made the moment that much sweeter.
Kaylee flopped forward onto his chest, breathing hard, her heart racing painfully.
His hands moved smoothly up her spine and back down, never stopping, always touching, playing with her hair, running the tips of his fingers along her shoulder blades and then down to cup her ass again, bringing her higher up his body so he could find her lips, kissing her.
“Was that better than the first time?”
She hummed.
“’Cause if you want, we could try again in a few hours.”
“I didn’t wear you out?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“I don’t know,” she said drowsily. “I’ll have to see how I’m feeling.”
Rick rolled her beneath him, kissing her fiercely until the kiss broke. They were both breathless, and he whispered, “Love that smart mouth of yours. Where did that come from?”
“I don’t know, my mother?”
“Remind me to thank your mother when I meet her.”
Kaylee jerked with surprise, but Rick didn’t seem to notice; he just continued kissing her. “So about the Christmas dance?”
“Yeah?”
“Was that a yes?”
“No,” she said playfully.
He pulled back, frowning. “Was that a no?”
“I didn’t say that, either. I just might take some more convincing.”
Rick’s hand swept up her body to cover her breast. “I can make that happen.”
“Then I guess we’ll have to wait and see.”