Page 18 of Make Me Stay

Chapter7

Kai

I didn’t gether 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.

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