“Okay, you’ve got ten.”
Chapter eighteen
Ryann
Sex with this packis a dirty and intense experience that doesn’t seem to end. It just rolls from one day to another. A week passes with us going to work, doing the things we need to do, and when we come back home, fucking as often as we possibly can. Even the two days Wren and Raider were at an away game, we still fucked like crazy.
I haven’t seen any signs that my life is about to go pear-shaped. In fact, I’m starting to think I overreacted. Maybe it was just a stranger in the woods, and the cars were just a random act of vandalism.
I was careful when I left Dustin. I went with no trace. Surely, I’ve finally escaped?
As the days go by, my confidence grows, and I start to relax. Kit drags me downstairs and dresses me in a beautiful white sundress that makes me feel incredibly beautiful. He does my makeup and hair and then comes out in a black shirt with a black corset on and pants that make his legs look like they go on for days. His makeup is subtle but flawlessly executed.
I stare. I can’t make a sound.
I don’t want anyone else to see him like this.
“Wait here!” I rush to Callan’s office and grab my camera. Kit shakes his head in amusement.
“Tell me how you want me.”
“Just put your hands on your hips, move them in front of you, and then clasp them behind. Strong expression.”
I take a number of photos and then try some angles looking up at him.
I wish Kit could see himself how I see him. With another long look at him, I reluctantly put the camera down.
I can take more another day. Right now, I just want to see him.
“Shall we?”
“Yes.”
“Where are we going?”
“Raider and Wren have some kind of benefit, and I’m bringing you with me.”
I pull back on his hold. Nope, that’s not where I want to go.
“He won’t be there. Coach is going to be out of the state,” Kit murmurs. “It will be fun, and I’ll get to show you off in public.”
I give into his pulling and study him. “When are you going to start pushing these designs, Kit?”
“I think I’ll try and launch when Ryn starts wearing my clothes.”
“You could also use your hockey player hotties to advertise. Imagine Raider in a corset.”
Kit pauses and glances back at me. “You think they would?”
“I think they’d be angry if you didn’t ask them. Plus, you know, brother-in-law Kelly would look stunning in an ocean-themed coat.”
Kit laughs lightly and directs me towards the car.
We get to the benefit and walk in. The guys are in shirts and look nice, but no one looks as good as Kit. He doesn’t even see the people checking him out. The whole room is an upscale event decorated with a beautiful white and gold theme.
“So that woman in the red dress with her tits falling out is staring at you like she’d jump you in a heartbeat.”
Kit almost trips over.