He sighed and then jumped on her. He had her pinned with his hand over her mouth within seconds.
“Shit,” he hissed and jerked his hand away when she bit his finger. “You bite me again, Baby, and I’ll bite back.”
Zeke grinned when she growled at him. “Just listen to me, please. Someone was there when we were at the house, and my gut told me they weren’t there for a friendly visit. It terrified me that you were there and possibly in the middle. I knew it was me they wanted, so I couldn’t have you close to me until I found out who it was. They wouldn’t think of getting you involved if you acted as if you disliked me. At least that’s what I hoped.”
Kayla sighed. “So, what happens now?”
“We keep pretending out in public, but in private, we do this,” he murmured and lowered his head. His mouth pressed against hers.
After a minute, Zeke raised his head and stared down at the woman who had taken his heart the moment he’d met her. The feelings for her had only gotten deeper the longer he knew her, and he couldn’t see his life without her.
“As much as I would love to strip you and fuck you, the first time I take you, I want to be at the house, and I don’t want an audience.”
He smiled when she looked confused.
“Audience?”
“Yeah. I’m pretty sure Darrell could hear us fucking, especially since I’m determined to have you under me until we’re both raw and your throat is sore from screaming.”
Kayla snorted.
His hand slid down her body, slipped under her shorts and panties, and cupped her wet cunt. Right away, she gasped for air. Her already wet cunt turned into a steady stream of cum, and her nails dug into his back.
“How about I give you a taste of the things I can do to make you feel good?” he said.
Her brows snapped together in bewilderment.
He didn’t wait and pushed one of his fingers as deep inside of her as it would go. His mouth slammed down on hers when she arched and opened her mouth to scream. Zeke stayed still and let her get used to having a piece of him inside of her.
“Do you like this, Baby?”
She hummed.
“As much as I want to shove my fingers into you, we’re both too close to losing control. We need to stop and talk about our next move.”
She inhaled and then nodded.
A startled gasp flew from her mouth when he pulled his finger from her cunt. He then heard her whimper when he stuck it in his mouth and sucked her juice from it.
Fuck, she tasted like ambrosia, and he knew he would quickly become addicted to it.
“Do you think we can talk with Darrell and not fight?” he asked her and smirked.
She snorted but nodded.
He stood and pulled her to her feet and then wrapped an arm around her waist. When they walked out into the living room, Darrell sat watching TV, holding a plate with just crumbs on it.
Zeke sat on the sofa and pulled her down against him.
Darrell chuckled. “Are you done with your lover’s spat?”
Zeke smiled when she growled. He turned to the older man. “Yes, we’re fine. We still have some things to talk about, but we need to get the situation under control before we do that.”
“I understand that. I know you’re as protective of Kayla as I am,” Darrell said.
He looked down at the little submissive that had changed his life, and he was never letting her go. “I’d say yes.”
The three gathered in the living room, making plans, and arguing.