RideofHerLife

by Anne Rainey

  “He was pissed when I didn’t answer his call last night so he stopped by.” She rolled her eyes. “To talk, he said. I told him I didn’t want to talk. I explained to him that he no longer has the right to just drop in any old time he pleased.”

  Kyle was beginning to get the picture. “And you told him about me, didn’t you?”

  Lily blushed. “I might have bragged about the hot guy I was dating. He, uh, wasn’t a happy camper.” She picked at some imaginary spot on his t-shirt. “It’s like he thinks I’m his still. It’s crazy.”

  Yeah, it was crazy, Kyle thought. “I’m the first guy you’ve been with since Ben and he knows it. He made a mistake in losing you and it’s eating him up.”

  She moved out of his arms and rubbed a hand over her forehead. “He told me the woman he left me for dumped him. Can you believe he tried to sweet-talk his way back into my bed?”

  Kyle should’ve hit Ben a hell of a lot harder. “You’re bed’s already occupied,” he growled.

  She winked. “And three’s a crowd.”

  He leaned down and kissed her. Hard. Branding her as his. “Definitely a crowd,” he muttered against her lips. “I hate crowds.”

  “Ditto.”

  He lifted his head and pointed to his cycle. “Now, I have a basket of food, drinks and a nice little blanket. How about that picnic?”

  “I’ve been looking forward to it all day.” She looked around and groaned. “We have an audience.”

  Kyle glanced over her head and saw several of her neighbors gawking. He shrugged. “Ah well, gives them something to talk about.”

  “They probably think I’m some sort of floozy, having two guys fighting over me.”

  He shook his head. Women. “They don’t think you’re a floozy, sweetheart. Most likely they all think your ex-husband is out to cause trouble.”

  “He’s not so bad, not usually.”

  The woman was too forgiving. Too soft. “He made a colossal mistake in losing you, Lily. Too bad for him, because you’re taken.”

  When Lily went up on her toes and kissed him, every muscle in Kyle’s body stiffened—including his cock. “Well, he’s gone,” she whispered before kissing him again. “You’re here.” Another teasing sweep of her lips. “And you promised me a ride on that big, shiny machine of yours.”

  Cupping the back of her head, Kyle bent and licked the shell of her ear. “Careful, sweetheart, or you’ll be getting a different kind of ride, and to hell with the picnic.”

  A wicked grin spread across her face and Kyle’s dick went rock-hard. “Nope, you promised me a picnic.”

  Kyle pretended to grumble, but the truth was he liked spending time with Lily. In and out of bed. He took her hand in his. “All right, but later you and I are going to have to talk about your teasing ways.”

  “Me a tease? Never!”

  He gently swatted her ass. “Keep it up and see what you get.”

  She laughed and headed toward his motorcycle. When she reached the side, she let her hand smooth back and forth over the seat. “You added an extra seat for me?”

  “It’ll be a more relaxing ride for you this way.” He’d wanted her comfortable on their way out to the park. Admittedly, adding the pillion and luggage rack wasn’t something he did for just anyone. His bike was his baby. Still, Lily was worth the extra effort.

  Kyle looked at his watch. “We’d better get going before it gets too late.”

  “Let me grab my purse and camera and lock up.”

  He arched a brow. “Camera?”

  “I’ve never been to this park, remember? I don’t want to miss a good shot.”

  He nodded, struck by the way her ass moved beneath the khaki shorts she wore as she sprinted up the walk to her front door. Lily might think she’s going to have time to take pictures, but Kyle planned on keeping her too busy with other, more enjoyable things.

  * * * * *

  “It’s beautiful here, Kyle. Thanks for bringing me.”

  He touched the tip of her nose. “It’s my pleasure.”

  Kyle couldn’t take his eyes off Lily. She was so damn pretty. The light filtering through the maples and pines reflected off the dark, shiny strands of her hair. For the ride she’d pulled it up into a ponytail. It made her appear even younger than normal.

  She patted her belly. “And the food was wonderful. You cook?”

  His eyes strayed to the hand covering her abdomen. It was a hot day and she’d chosen a black tank top. Kyle had noticed multiple times how it kept riding up, giving him glimpses of the soft skin beneath. Cooking, he reminded himself. “When I find the time. Mom made sure Richard and I could fend for ourselves. Didn’t want us to be too big a handful for our future wives, I guess.”

  She laughed and stretched out her legs, propping herself up on her hands. “I’d like to meet your mom and thank her. That chicken salad was delicious.”

  “I’ll introduce you to her. She’ll like you.” Kyle looked around at the thick woods. The area he’d chosen was the most secluded section of the park. Not a soul in sight. They were surrounded by the sounds of birds singing in the trees and squirrels scurrying along the leaves littering the ground. Perfect for what he had in mind.

  Kyle was so caught up in getting Lily naked that he hadn’t realized she was sitting up and staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. “What?” Had she asked him a question?

  “You want to introduce me to your mom?”

  Oh, that. Kyle shrugged. “Sure. Why not?”

  “This is our first date and you want me to meet your mom. That’s…fast. Like warp-speed fast.”

  “Uh, actually, I wasn’t thinking about it like that. Exactly. I just meant, you know, I think you two would like each other.”

  Her cheeks turned beet red. “Oh.”

  Kyle took her face in his hands. “Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart.”

  “I thought—”

  “That we were going from date one to buying each other his-and-hers robes for Christmas?”

  She chuckled. “Well, yeah.”

  “It’s okay, Lily. You’ve only been divorced for a year. You don’t have to worry that I’m going to push you into making a big commitment.”

  She frowned and Kyle had a sinking feeling he was making everything worse. “You aren’t?”

  “No.” He noted she frowned harder. “But,” he quickly amended, “I do want us to be exclusive. I mean, obviously.”

  The lines between her brows disappeared. “Obviously.”

  Going for broke, he said, “And I do think I’m falling for you.”

  She blinked several times. “F-Falling for me?”

  “Hell yes.” Kyle leaned closer. “I don’t take just any woman on picnics. And I don’t leave work early to cook for them either. You’re special, Lily.”

  She shook her head and leaned away, putting as much physical distance between them as possible, which wasn’t much considering the blanket they sat on wasn’t that big.

  “Kyle, you…” She shook her head again and closed her eyes tight for several counts. When she opened them, he could see determination in the brown depths. “As you pointed out, I’ve only been divorced for a year. I’m ten years older than you. I’m still trying to get used to the idea of being single again. Ben and I were married for seven years. The divorce, being on my own, it’s all been a pretty big transition for me.”

  “I know, but you don’t want this to be all about sex either,” he said, reminding her of their conversation in her bedroom the night before.

  She looked down at the army green blanket they sat on and started picking at a fuzz ball. “You’re right,” she said, her voice a little too quiet, a little too subdued. “If I’d wanted that I could’ve had it plenty of times.”

  Kyle knew a woman as pretty and smart as Lily would’ve had her fair share of guys coming on to her, but hearing it confirmed gave him a nasty feeling in his gut. He suspected it was jealousy mixed with a good dose of possessiveness. “How many is plenty?
”

  Without meeting his gaze, she answered, “It doesn’t matter. The point I’m trying to make is that you’re the first man I’ve even wanted to spend time with since Ben. The first man I’ve laughed with. The first man I’ve enjoyed…in and out of bed.”

  Kyle had had enough of staring at the top of her head. Putting his fist beneath her chin, he nudged until he was staring into her eyes. Her gaze was a little too watery for his liking. “I’d like to be the last, Lily, but I’m not going to push. I’m not going to make you feel pressured into a relationship. Knowing I make you laugh, that you’re enjoying being with me, is enough.”

  “Thank you.”

  “However…”

  One brow quirked up. “However?”

  “It’s only fair to warn you that I want a few rights.”

  Crossing her arms beneath her breasts, Lily asked, “Rights?”

  His gaze strayed once to the pretty swells pushing so enticingly against the black tank. “Yeah. I want the right to send you flowers. I want the right to watch movies with you on Sunday afternoon. I want the right to bring you to orgasm seven days a week. You know, rights.”

  She sighed, as if relieved. “Oh, rights. Um, that works for me.”

  “Good,” he murmured. “Now, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we’re alone out here. Not a soul in sight.”

  She quickly looked around before asking, “And?”

  Kyle lay back against the blanket. “And I miss you.” He held out his arms. “Come here.”

  When she came to him without question, a look of desire on her pretty face, Kyle’s chest swelled right along with his dick. Damned if the woman didn’t get under a man’s skin.

  Chapter Five

  The woods surrounded them so that it felt like they were in their own private paradise. Lily heard the sound of crickets everywhere. The breeze carried the fragrant scents of pine and various wildflowers. None of it was quite as potent as Kyle’s masculinity. He filled her vision, her nostrils, and completely stirred her to a fever pitch.

  “This is the most beautiful place,” she said from her perch atop Kyle. “I should be taking pictures.”

  His arms tightened around her. “I’ll bring you back for pictures another day. I want to make love to you here, Lily.”

  Her body vibrated as his words mirrored her own thoughts. Still, they were in public. Did they dare? “Should we? What if someone comes along?”

  “I’ll keep watch.”

  She laughed at the ridiculous idea. “If you can multitask while we’re making love then I’m doing something way wrong.”

  “Christ, you’re right. But I want you,” he growled. “Here. Now.”

  “Both of us naked?” Lily shook her head. “No, it’s too risky.” Then an idea struck. “Although, there is something we could do.”

  “Sweetheart, I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give.”

  Lily inched her way down Kyle’s body. It was clear to her the instant he realized her intentions. His gaze darkened to midnight blue, his body tensed. Lily nudged his shirt up, exposing hard abs. She kissed him there, right above the waistband of his jeans. Running her lips back and forth, Lily tasted heaven. It had to be heaven; nothing else could be that good.

  Lily let herself flow with the desire coursing through her body. It inflamed her from the inside out. She nibbled and licked, luxuriating in the fact that she could, that he was content to let her have her way. She took her time to build his excitement before finally releasing the top button on his jeans.

  “Lily,” Kyle groaned. “You go straight to my head.”

  Lily lifted until she was sitting atop Kyle’s large, powerful thighs. Cupping his huge, jean-covered cock had her pussy dripping with need. God, how she wanted him. Deep, hard and fast. Fucking her the way he had that morning in the shower. His wet, powerful body pumping into her, driving her out of her mind with pleasure.

  Pulling back, Lily softly ordered, “Open your jeans for me, Kyle. Let me see you.”

  “As you wish,” he murmured. Reaching down, Kyle slid the zipper carefully down then pushed at the material until his cock sprang free of the tight confines.

  With slow, lazy movements, Lily moved her hand over his hip until she cupped his hard cock in her hand. Squeezing and pumping, she slowly massaged his length. One thought kept skittering through her mind. This man—this flawlessly constructed man—was hers. No other woman had a right to touch him. Because while he had rights, so did she.

  Smoothing a finger over the tip, Lily was enthralled when a pearl of moisture emerged. She looked up his body, their gazes locked then Lily bent her head and took him into her mouth. Her tongue stroked his cock while her hand teased his balls.

  “Lily.” Her name, thickly garbled, passed Kyle’s lips. It turned Lily on, had her forgetting they were out in the open. Keeping her eyes trained on his, she sucked, hollowing her cheeks. Kyle cursed and wrapped one hand around her ponytail and pulled her mouth onto him farther. “You want my come filling this mouth, don’t you, sweetheart?”

  With her mouth stuffed full and Kyle disinclined to release her, Lily could only moan her agreement. Her clitoris swelled, her pussy dampening as she suckled and laved. Loving Kyle in such a way seemed even more intimate than making love. His taste, the unique flavor that only Kyle possessed, was as potent as any aphrodisiac. Still it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She needed the heat of his climax spurting over her tongue.

  When her hand squeezed his sac gently, Kyle shut his eyes and threw his head back on a groan. Lily took him deeper, so deep the engorged head bumped the back of her throat.

  “Jesus, Lily,” he growled. “Sweet, sweet Lily.”

  His hold on her ponytail tightened. Suddenly he took control, pumping her mouth, finding a rhythm that had them both mindless with pleasure. His hips thrust upward and his balls slapped against her chin. When his cock slid down her throat, Lily swallowed around the thick length and hummed.

  The vibration appeared to push Kyle over the edge. He cursed, his entire body tensing a heartbeat before his hot come flooded her mouth. Lily swallowed, drinking every salty drop. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, Lily knew she would become addicted to the creamy fluid.

  Sliding her mouth backward, Lily let her lips give a loving kiss to his tip before breaking free completely. Sitting up, she smiled.

  “You’ve killed me.” He glanced around the clearing and shook his head. “And no one around to witness my murder.”

  She laughed and started to get up. “Come on, playtime’s over.”

  Kyle’s hands clamped firmly around her waist and held her still. “Uh-uh. Playtime’s just started, sweetheart. We’re not leaving until I get that pretty pussy in my mouth.”

  Lily shook her head. “Are you forgetting how, er, loud I am?”

  He tsked. “True. You’d end up getting us both arrested.”

  She slapped his chest. “Is that a complaint?”

  He moved his hands up her body until they were wrapped around her face, then he brought her down for a kiss. “No way in hell,” he whispered. “Come on, let’s get packed up. I want to get you home where I can have my wicked way with you.”

  She teased his lips with her tongue then drew back. “Mmm, the magic words.”

  “Wait until I get you naked.” Kyle bobbed his eyebrows. “I guarantee you’ll see fireworks.”

  The promise had Lily’s breasts standing at attention and a new rush of moisture flooding her pussy. As she stood, she couldn’t take her eyes off Kyle. Even watching him tuck his cock back into his jeans and zip up was a major turn-on. When he rose to his feet and stalked toward her, a look of pure sin on his handsome face, a rush of excitement skittered over Lily.

  Bringing her car to Kyle’s shop was maybe the best damn thing she’d done in a long time.

  * * * * *

  Lily tasted like a juicy peach. Kyle fucking loved peaches. Definitely his favorite fruit. His tongue darted out and licked from clit to ass. “Mmm, tangy
and sweet. Fucking delicious.”

  “Tease,” she gritted out.

  After she’d taken him to the moon with her hot little mouth, Kyle had hauled ass back to her house. He’d wasted no time getting her out of her clothes. Much to his delight, Lily had wasted no time getting him out of his. Now she lay sprawled out beneath him on her living room carpet, her half-closed eyes eating him up.

  Kyle pulled her legs over his shoulders and began lapping at her throbbing cunt. He suckled her hard bud into his mouth and flicked it back and forth with his tongue. Lily shamelessly mashed her lower body against his face then reached down to dig her fingers into his hair. Kyle slipped his tongue into her tight passage, fucking in and out, the rhythm akin to what he wanted his dick to do. He smoothed his palms over her belly and rib cage until he was cupping her firm breasts. He squeezed and Lily arched upward, moaning and wiggling. Kyle lifted himself a few inches. Son of a bitch, he wanted her. His dick was hard enough to drives spikes into railroad ties.

  But more than anything, Kyle wanted Lily’s pleasure. Watching her fly apart was a joy and Kyle would not be denied.

  “That’s it, sweetheart, let go for me.”

  He pinched her nipples then flicked her clit with his tongue before dipping a finger inside her slippery heat. Inner muscles clamped around the single digit, drawing it in farther. Kyle sucked her little bud, taking it into his mouth to tease and torment. He curled his finger upward, hitting her sweet spot, and Lily screamed his name. Bursting all around him, Lily drenched his finger and mouth with her warm honey.

  Kissing her swollen bud, Kyle lifted himself up, content to watch as Lily came back down to earth. Her eyes slowly opened. A sense of possessiveness filled him at the knowledge that he alone had the privilege to satisfy Lily. To see her so completely lose herself to pleasure. To him.

  Gently placing her legs back onto the floor, Kyle moved over her. They held each other’s gaze as he carefully positioned himself against her entrance. “Now, sweetheart.”

  Lily’s nails dug into his upper back and Kyle’s cock twitched at the feral response. “So sexy. So eager.”