Page 58 of A Little Naughty

She blinks up at me, and a pretty shade of pink floods her cheeks. It reminds me of the pink that bloomed across her breasts when she came on my face.

She exhales a little laugh before rising quickly onto her tiptoes to press her lips to mine. It’s sweet and closed-mouthed, but it fires a surge of energy from my chest to my groin.

“Thank you,” she whispers, her nose brushing mine.

But I want more than that.

Catching her cheek in my hand, I hold her steady as our mouths open and our tongues curl together. The heat between us is instant. A soft whimper comes from her throat, and it doesn’t take much for me to remember her on her knees swallowing my dick, or me lifting her onto that table, the top of her dress open for me to see her tits as I buried my cock into her slippery-wet heat.

She smells like that shampoo of fresh jasmine, and her mouth is cool and sweet like a slushie.

I move my lips to the side, speaking in her ear. “I couldn’t stop thinking about your pretty flower all day.”

She laughs, pulling away and wrinkling her nose. “I felt you inside me every time I moved.”

Fuck me. I’m frustrated we’re on her front porch with a little girl right inside. I’m frustrated I can’t lift her over my shoulder and carry her to the bed.

Lifting my head, I look into her darkened eyes. “Don’t want you to forget me.”

“I couldn’t if I tried.” She blinks a few times, and we only breathe, all the things we want to do playing out between us in our eyes.

I release her cheek and take a step back, putting my hands in my pockets so I won’t touch her again. “I had an idea about your story. I was planning to go hunting tomorrow. You could come with me.”

I need to get something to Bender while he’s still in town, and it’s a great excuse to spend time with her.

Her brows rise, and she nods. “Yes! Let me see if I can get someone to watch Nikki for the day. When do you want to meet? Where?”

“Well, it wouldn’t be until later. Hogs are nocturnal. We could meet up after dinner, and go out for a few hours. It shouldn’t take too long to bag one.”

“Oh, and I bet I’ll get some great photos!” She glances down at her clothes. “What should I wear?”

“Something black and quiet. No perfume or any type of scent.”

She nods, eyes wide as she leans closer. “Do I need a gun?”

Fuck, she’s so damn cute. I take another step away before I pull her into my arms again and kiss her. “I’ll take care of everything. Just be here ready to go.”

“I’ll be ready!”

I’m off the porch when I can’t resist one more hit. Hopping onto the porch again, I catch her by the cheeks and kiss her once more. Her hands close over my wrists, and she kisses me back, moving in closer and exhaling a whimper that has my dick hard in my jeans.

I’m exhausted from fucking her all night instead of sleeping, then working all morning on Martha’s addition. Still, adrenaline surges in my veins, and it takes all my strength to pull away from her.

Then it takes even more when I step away and see her breathing fast, her hair slipping out of that messy bun, her lips swollen from my kisses, and her nipples peaked beneath the loose weave of her sweater.

She might be a nice girl from a good family, but she’s even more beautiful on her hands and knees getting dirty for me. I can’t wait to do it again.

CHAPTER15

JEMIMA

The minute my eyes open Saturday morning, my phone is in my hands, and I’m sending a text to the group.

I’ve got a big surprise for the kids. Meet at the Weenie for lunch?

I Dream of Weenie is a new hot dog shop that just opened in the small strip mall outside of town on Beach Road. It’s tucked in between The Human Bean coffee shop and Harold Waters’s Popcorn Palace.

Cass

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