The Lost Days (Prairie Town Book 3)

by T. E. Ridener

  One kiss turned into two kisses, and then three, and then four. Before he knew it, their tongues were tangled together again and they somehow managed to end up on the couch.

  Kelly’s knees pressed into the couch on either side of him, her slender body writhing as he suckled on her tongue. She ignited a passion in him, one that wouldn’t soon die out.

  And he liked that most of all.

  “Mm, we shouldn’t,” she moaned as he kissed her neck, “Devin, this is crazy.”

  “I know it is,” he whispered against her skin, nipping lightly. “But this whole thing is crazy, isn’t it?”

  “Yes.” Her response came out as a sigh. His hands made their way down her back and came to a stop just above her ass. As tempted as he was, he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want.

  It was surprising, and really hot, when she reached back and grabbed one of his hands, pushing it further down.

  Catching her eye, he gazed at her questioningly.

  “You want to touch me, don’t you?” She asked breathlessly.

  “Yes,” he groaned. “More than you know.”

  “Then do it. Touch me.”

  His fingers squeezed at the soft flesh of her ass over the thin fabric of her dress and it delighted him to hear another moan escape her. In fact, he was pretty sure he’d do whatever it took to earn that sound again.

  Carefully, so carefully, he pushed her down on the couch and kept his weight off her by holding himself up with his hands. With one knee between her legs, he began to kiss her again. He was like an addict needing a fix, and she was the only high that would satisfy him.

  His mouth travelled down the side of her neck and she whimpered softly, squirming beneath him as he discovered the sensitivity of the flesh just below her ear. Using it to his advantage, he licked and nipped and kissed the spot until she began to unravel. Arching her back, he could feel how hard her nipples had gotten and he began to harden in response.

  “Devin,” she sighed, fisting the fabric of his shirt. “Please don’t tease me like this. I hate being teased.”

  “I’m not teasing you.” He moved back to her lips and kissed her again, finally brave enough to cup one of her breasts. A strangled moan sounded from between their open mouths and he honestly wasn’t sure if it was hers or his.

  His shaking fingers moved to pop open the buttons on the front of her dress and he met her gaze again, just to be sure.

  She nodded quickly, cheeks flushed and chest heaving.

  He knew she wanted it just as much as he did, and he didn’t want to disappoint her.

  I will never disappoint her. He vowed, unbuttoning her dress until her lacy pink bra came into view.

  “Wait,” she said when he dipped his hand inside and reached around her body to find the clasp.

  “What is it?” He froze, afraid he’d done something wrong.

  “Before we go any further, I need to tell you something.” She panted, gulping down another lungful of air. “I’m not...I may not be what you expect.”

  Ah, he knew where she was going with this. Though Nick didn’t go into great detail about what he’d done with Kelly, he did mention that she was very self-conscious. He said she was the most gorgeous creature in existence, and it bothered him that she wasn’t more confident.

  I will never let her feel bad about her body.

  “Don’t worry about that.” His lips trailed over her jaw as he unclasped her bra, and then he began to pull the fabric upwards. He drank in the sight of her breasts, so full and beautiful. His mouth watered, eager for a taste. Leaning in and taking a nipple between his teeth, he heard her groan.

  “Oh, God. What am I doing?” She asked, arching off the couch. Her fingers quickly found his hair again and she pulled the strands roughly. “That feels so good.”

  He sucked at her nipple for what seemed to be forever, relishing in the noises she made and the gasps of pleasure she released on occasion. It didn’t take long for him to realize she enjoyed being bitten.

  Moving to her other nipple, he nipped a little harder and grunted from the pain of a particularly hard yank to his hair.

  He fully understood why she was questioning what was happening because it was definitely crazy, but he was beginning to understand that it was inevitable, too.

  It’s what Nick wanted all along, so why question it?

  “Devin...Oh, Devin,” she whimpered as he slipped a hand between her legs. “Yes, please. Oh, please.”

  His fingertips brushed over the damp fabric of her underwear and it only made him want her more. She was wet because of him. He had the capability of arousing a woman, and not just any woman. It was Kelly. Sweet, beautiful Kelly.

  “God,” he whispered, pressing his fingers against her. “You are incredible.”

  She responded by lifting her head and kissing him hungrily, rubbing herself against his hand. “Please, Devin. Touch me.”

  He wanted to do anything and everything to her, all at once. If it existed, he wanted to experience it with her. Goose bumps appeared on his flesh as he pushed her underwear aside and grazed his fingers over wet, hot flesh. Her breathing grew faster, shallow, and as she whimpered, he noticed her voice was much higher than moments before.

  All he wanted to do was make her happy, to somehow convince her he could meet her needs. He was good enough.

  “Let me know if you don’t want this,” he said, resting his lips against her cheek. “I’ll stop, Kelly.”

  “Don’t stop,” she responded, clamping her thighs around his wrist. “I’m liable to kill you if you stop now.”

  And that’s all he needed.

  Two fingers sank into her and he was sure she’d come right then and there. A sound, almost inhuman, slipped past her lips as her nails bit into the flesh of his arm.

  He hissed from the small pain, but it did not deter him from his mission.

  Pumping his fingers in and out of her, he lifted his head so he could watch her. He’d done the same thing with Nick.

  I wish he were here right now. He would be so happy.

  Wouldn’t he?

  “Faster,” she pleaded as her hips bucked against his hand. “Oh, God. Devin, please.”

  Anything for you.

  He was so lost in her sweet sounds and the expression on her face that he didn’t hear the door open, and he wouldn’t have stopped even if the world was ending. Watching Kelly’s orgasm consume her was the most staggering sight to witness.

  Her moans grew louder, consistent, and higher-pitched as she came. She clawed at his arm, but he couldn’t feel the pain anymore due to the adrenaline and lust pumping through his veins. Nothing else mattered, at least not right then. All he could see, hear, smell, and feel was her.

  Only her.

  Stilling his fingers inside her, he slumped against the back of the couch and matched her breathing, heavy and quick, as if they’d just run a marathon together.

  Opening her eyes, she gazed at him with a lazy smile upon her lips, sighing. “That was...wow. I’ve lost my mind.”

  “Then I guess that means I’ve lost mine, too,” he replied, chuckling. “It was good though, right? You seemed to enjoy it.”

  “Oh, I did. Make no mistake.” She wiggled beneath him and he sat up, helping her pull her clothes back into place. “It’s just...so beyond how I normally act. Things got a little crazy, didn’t they?”

  “But not in a bad way, right?” There was more hope in his voice than he intended. He really didn’t want her to leave with any regrets.

  “No. No, not in a bad way.” She slid her fingers through her hair in an attempt to fix it, still breathing heavily as she turned her head to gaze at him. “It’s not in a bad way, Devin. Please don’t think that. I just need to process this.”

  “Right.” He dropped his gaze to the floor and clasped his hands together, resting his elbows against his knees. “I understand.”

  Or at least he was trying to. It had happened so suddenly, he knew, but what if she resented hi
m for it later?

  He wasn’t sure he could handle that.

  “Devin.” Her voice was soft as she touched his arm, urging him to look at her. “This is bizarre and we both know it. But I never said it was bad.”

  “I know, I just can’t help how my brain works, Kel,” he admitted, “It’s really funny how I can’t remember anything about myself, but my brain doesn’t mind making me feel like shit every time I turn around.”

  “You shouldn’t feel like shit.” Her eyebrows furrowed. “You feel like shit about this? About what just happened?”

  “No. No, Kelly. I couldn’t possibly ever feel like shit about that. I mean, maybe?” He huffed and shook his head. “I don’t know what I’m saying anymore. You can’t listen to me.”

  “But I am listening to you.” She squeezed his arm and scooted closer. “And I don’t like what I’m hearing.”

  “Welcome to the club.”

  They both jumped at the sound of Nick’s voice and he twisted his body around to see him standing by the door, a shit-eating grin on his face.

  “N-Nick,” he stammered. “How long have you been here?”

  “I made it just in time for the climax.” He smirked, kicking off his boots. “Seems you two were having all the fun without me, but I’m not complaining.”

  “Oh my god.” Kelly buried her face behind her hands, and Devin knew exactly what she was going through. He was embarrassed, too.

  “We didn’t mean for that to happen,” he stammered, cringing from his choice of words. “I mean, we did, but we didn’t, you know? It sort of just happened.”

  “I’m not mad, Dev-o. Nowhere near it.” Rounding the couch, Nick plopped down between them and wrapped his arms around their shoulders. “I’m actually really happy. Pleasantly surprised. Relieved.” His eyes wandered to Kelly. “Does this mean you forgive me?”

  “Oh, god.” She sighed, peering at him from between two parted fingers. “This is...um...I don’t really know what to say.”

  “You could start by saying you didn’t mean it.”

  “Didn’t mean what?”

  “When you said you couldn’t see me anymore.” He smiled, winking in Devin’s direction. “You did say that. Remember?”

  “I d-did and I may have jumped the gun on that one.”

  “You didn’t tell me she said that,” Devin said in a lower voice. “When were you going to tell me she said that?”

  “I didn’t say a lot of things, Devin.” Nick patted his shoulder and pulled him closer. “I was just waiting for her to come to her senses, and lucky for us, I think she has.”

  “It was never a matter of coming to my senses!” Kelly exclaimed, dropping her hands and staring at them. “I just needed to think about it. You have to admit it was a pretty absurd request, Nick. It’s not something people have asked me in the past.”

  “Well, that’s their loss.”

  “Pardon me for interrupting your banter.” Devin scratched at the scruff on his cheek and frowned. “But if you were just waiting for her to make up her mind, why did you ignore me all this time?”

  “Ignore you?” A thick eyebrow lifted high as Nick gazed at him. “I wasn’t ignoring you. You were the one who wouldn’t come out of your bedroom. I just thought you needed time or something. Ignoring isn’t my forte, babe.”

  “Oh.” Well, that made him feel like a complete idiot.

  “And pardon me for interrupting your banter,” Kelly said, standing up. “But I should get going. It’s already four o’clock and Jamie will be hungry when she gets home.”

  “Who will get hungry?” Nick asked.

  “Are you kidding me?” Her mouth fell open.

  “Yes, actually. I am.” With a deep laugh, he gripped her hips and pulled her down on his lap. Kelly yelped in surprise, but she didn’t have a chance to protest as he kissed her.

  Watching Nick make out with her wasn’t as weird as Devin had originally thought it would be. In fact, it was hot.

  Maybe that’s why he was grinning like an idiot.

  Licking his lips hungrily, he turned to face them on the couch, eager eyes drinking in the sight of them as Nick’s hand slowly slid down her side and stopped on her thigh, just beneath the bottom of her dress.

  “I sh-should go.” She panted against his mouth. “We can talk about this later.”

  “I didn’t say anything about talking, beautiful,” Nick murmured against her lips. “This isn’t talking.”

  Devin’s eyes were glued to that hand as it disappeared beneath her dress, and Kelly released a soft moan a few seconds later.

  It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what Nick was doing to her.

  I just did the same thing, he thought, glancing down at his fingers.

  Remembering the sensation of her tightening walls around his digits, his upper teeth sank into his bottom lip and he squirmed a little as his erection strained against the fabric of his jeans.

  “Nick...”

  Her soft voice was like music to Devin’s ears as he watched them together. Nick’s hand moving steadily beneath her dress as she undulated her hips to the rhythm he’d set.

  “That’s my girl,” Nick murmured, his eyes opening and finding Devin’s quickly. “Let me make you feel good, baby.”

  Kelly, every bit the description of an angel, buried her face against his neck and moaned quietly. Her knees fell open and as she arched her back, the skirt of her dress inched upwards, revealing exactly what Nick was doing to her.

  Her underwear was pushed aside and Nick’s fingers were inside her, his thumb pressed against her clit.

  Of course. Why didn’t I think of that?

  But it was not the time to compare his sexual methods to Nick’s. No, it was time for something else.

  Nick’s eyes spoke to him, daring him to come closer.

  Daring him to have a taste.

  As Kelly’s moans and ragged breaths filled the air, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh, glancing at Nick for guidance.

  Nick nodded, gave him a grin, and then withdrew his fingers, much to Kelly’s protest.

  “Easy, beautiful. Don’t worry,” he said, kissing her temple. “Just relax.”

  And she did. Nick had a way of coaxing people into doing what he wanted – Devin would know.

  He was very hands on, Devin noticed, as he tugged her underwear to the side again and then used two fingers to part her folds, revealing the tiny nub that could give a woman so much pleasure if properly stimulated.

  Devin wanted to give her that pleasure.

  “Bon appetite.” Nick smirked. There was so much heat in his eyes as he stared at him, challenging and arousing him simultaneously.

  It was almost as if his gaze was saying, “Taste her. I want to see you taste her.”

  So he did.

  Maneuvering himself onto his knees upon the couch, he leaned in and dragged his tongue across her exposed clit. Kelly’s body went into shambles as she writhed on Nick’s lap, thighs trembling and breathing sporadic.

  “Oh, God!” She cried, lifting her head to stare at him.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Nick asked, his voice low and husky. “Do you want him to keep doing that, baby?”

  Kelly’s eyes darted to his and she nodded quickly, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “Yes.”

  “You heard the lady,” Nick said, eyes finding his again. “Make her come for me, Devin.”

  Make her come for me, Devin.

  He was certain he wasn’t one to usually take orders from people, but it was different with Nick. The things he asked him to do usually meant satisfaction for both of them, and now that Kelly was involved, there seemed to be more incentive to do as he was told.

  Unlike the first time he’d gone down on Nick, the whole ‘it’s like riding a bicycle’ concept went out the window as he slid his tongue across her clit a few times. He didn’t feel as confident about it. Why?

  Have I never done this for a woman before?

&nb
sp; Well, it wasn’t exactly something he could ask Laney, now was it?

  As if somehow sensing his distress, Nick rested a hand against his shoulder and squeezed. “Nice and slow, babe,” he whispered. “Women are different. It takes a little more effort, especially when you’re trying to make them orgasm like this.”

  Lifting his eyes to Nick, he continued stroking her with his tongue, but he managed a muffled “Uh huh.”

  Kelly squirmed from the noise and he wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. He liked it when the vibration of Nick’s voice rolled over his cock, but as he’d said – women were different.

  “Try writing out the alphabet with the tip of your tongue.”

  Pausing briefly with his nose buried against her wet flesh, he gave him a quizzical stare. “Huh?”

  “Oh, fuck.” Kelly lifted her head again to stare down at him. “S-stop trying to talk, Devin.”

  He almost said he was sorry, but caught himself before it happened.

  “Write out the alphabet with your tongue,” Nick repeated. “I want to see how far you get before she explodes.”

  A...B...C...

  His eyes remained on Nick, watching as he kissed her ravenously. She moaned into his mouth, getting a little louder with each letter his tongue spelled out against her. One of her hands found his hair and tugged. Hard.

  G...H...I...

  Her body began to tremble and the noises Nick drank in from her were beautiful. Her nails scraped against his scalp as he sucked in a quick breath and continued his way through the alphabet.

  M...N...O...

  “Ohhh!” She gasped, breaking away from Nick. Her wide, lustful eyes focused on him then, lips parting and chest heaving. “Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!”

  He felt as her hand pushed against the back of his head, forcing his mouth harder against her as her hips jerked a few times. Her body went rigid and he knew she was there.

  It. Was. Fucking. Spectacular.

  She released her death grip on his hair and went limp, lifeless. It was almost exactly how he felt after a good orgasm – he could relate.

  “Damn, Dev-o,” Nick said, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “How far did you get?”

  He kissed her inner thigh and pulled back, panting softly. “O,” he replied. “I made it to ‘o’.”