Page 281 of S is for SEX

“Habit I suppose.”

“It’s hot out here,” she said as she fanned her face with her hand.

“Not too bad,” I responded.

“Is there a reason?” she asked.

I thought about her question. I had worn a hoodie every day since as long as I could remember. It had become somewhat of a trademark. As much as I tried to recall, I didn’t really know what started it. Going without one now would make me feel naked. I doubted if I could make it a day without having a hoodie on or available to put on.

“I don’t know. Again, I suppose it’s habit.”

“He always wears one,” Kace said as she lifted her head from my shoulder.

“I’m not trying to be mean, it just seems odd,” Liv said as she stood from the lounge.

“I know two things for sure. Dekk’s one weird fucker. And this chicken’s done,” Ripp said.

Liv grabbed the platter, walked to the grill, and stood behind Ripp. Ripp’s back was about twice as wide as hers. Seeing her stand beside him put them both in perspective regarding size. Ripp was huge and she was exceptionally thin. She reached around Ripp and held the platter at his side.

“Thanks, Liv,” Ripp said as he grabbed the platter.

I looked down at Kace’s. She was smiling as she watched Ripp and Liv. I leaned over and kissed her forehead as she admired them. As she turned her head and looked up at me, I kissed her.

“They’re cute,” she silently mouthed the words.

I blinked my eyes and nodded. She leaned her head against my bicep as she rubbed my thigh. Almost immediately, I began to become aroused. I shifted my left leg and kicked it up on the lounge. No help. I raised my right leg and leaned into the lounge. Damn it. Kace shifted beside me lowered her head onto my shoulder, and began rubbing my thigh again. As she did, she could feel me hardening. Her hand moved to encompass my now swollen cock.

She turned her head and softly whispered into my ear as she squeezed my cock in her hand, “I want this.”

She turned, looked at Ripp and Liv for a short moment, and turned to face me.

“I want it,” she whispered.

I closed my eyes.

She squeezed harder as she stroked her hand back and forth along the bulge in my jeans.

I kicked my legs over the other side of the chair and picked her up in my arms. Her face was filled with surprise as I swept her from the lounge and into my arms. Now standing on the other side of the lounge and holding her in my arms, she looked up at me and smiled.

“Ripp, we’re going in the house for a minute,” I sighed.

Ripp looked up from the grill, “Uhhhm. Alright.”

Still holding Kace in my arms, I leaned toward the door and grabbed the handle. As I opened the door, Kace looked up at me and smiled. I walked into the living room and slowly lowered her onto the couch. As she lay on the couch, I knelt on the floor beside her and lowered my head alongside her hips.

“I want you…” she began to say as she kicked her sandals to the floor.

I pressed my finger to her lips.

“Shhhh.” I said.

“Remember what I told you? About me being good at everything that I do?” I asked as I held my finger over her lips.

She nodded her head and sighed.

“I want you to listen to me, Kace. Listen and try to be quiet. Focus on listening and feeling,” I said as I slid the bottom of her dress up to her hips.

I removed my hoodie and shirt and tossed them over the arm of the couch. I lowered my chin to the inside of her bare thighs, looking up at her eyes as I did. As I reached up and slowly pulled her panties down her thighs, she sighed softly. I tossed her thong on the couch beside her, reached inside her dress, and placed my hands against her waist. I pressed my thumbs lightly into the depression of her hips.

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