by Layla Frost
My nipples tightened further in anticipation. I held my breath, waiting.
Needing.
Finally, his long fingers curled around the side of my breast, his thumb stroking the underside. His fingertips moved to brush the top of my chest.
“Hey, steer clear of the office,” I heard suddenly.
Startled, I jerked back and saw Xavier in the doorway, looking down the hall.
“You’ve gotta be fuckin’ kidding me,” he shouted. “Is this a fuckin’ fuck factory?”
“Why, who now?” Eli yelled back.
“Kase and Harlow.”
“About time!”
“They’re on the table. No surface is safe in this place.”
“Jealousy doesn’t look good on you,” Kase said, not moving away from me. He had, however, removed his hand from my breast.
I missed it.
“Fucking right I’m jealous. Everyone’s getting laid, and I’m here working like a fuckin’ chump.”
“Uhhh,” I said, leaning back so I could look at Xavier. “I feel I should point out that we’re not actually having sex.”
“No, but you were about to,” he shot back, his accented voice sharp. “Not in Piper’s kitchen, man.”
Gripping my ass again, Kase lifted me. “Fine. I’m out.”
Xavier just shook his head. “Gonna have to stock the place with fuckin’ spray bottles to separate you guys.”
I pushed away from Kase. “As much as I hate to do this, I’ve gotta go.”
“Seriously?” He set me down.
“I’m not running, I swear. I’ve gotta get to the station.”
His face softened, though his eyes stayed heated. “Need a ride?”
I wiggled my brows.
“To the station.”
“Nope, I’m good.”
“Call me when you’re done.”
“Definitely.” Going up on my toes, I pushed his dreads back and pressed my lips to his. “See you tonight.”
With a stupid wave at Xavier, I headed out the door feeling better than I had in years.
Chapter Nine
Argyle and Giant Decks
Harlow
“I guess I don’t have to ask why you’re so happy,” Andrea, my intern friend, said at the end of the night. Trying to look busy, she pretended to clean.
“Yeah, that was awesome. I mean, I know a lot of people have been on this ride before, but it’s still unbelievable. I wasn’t even expecting to find it, but he started really riding me, which ended up being just what I needed. Sometimes I think it’s too rough, too hard, you know? But then everything just falls into place so perfectly, and it’s so worth it.” Shaking my head, I grinned. “Sorry, I’m babbling. It’s just such a high, you know?”
When Andrea didn’t respond, I looked over to see her staring at me with a mix of shock and intrigue. Lowering her voice, she whispered, “He’s like that in bed? Is it good?”
My eyes bugged out. “Wait, what?”
She pointed to her face. “Your lips are swollen. I dated a guy with a beard once, and when we made out, it left the same pinkness.”
Though it was pointless, I covered my mouth.
“Plus, your bearded hottie friend is waiting outside,” she continued. “I assumed that’s what had you so cheerful today. What were you talking about?”
“Finding those witnesses willing to talk about the elementary school board drama.”
“Oh yeah, that was cool, too. Though, fair warning, Deborah was giving you crazy side eye when she thought no one was looking. I don’t see how she can act so well. People think she’s so amazing and sweet.”
“Big surprise. I’m not saying she’s shady, but that bitch is sprouting branches and leaves.”
Andrea grabbed her bags, laughing. “So true. Maybe you can put your super sleuth skills to good use and find some of her skeletons. You know she’s gotta have a cemetery full.”
“Probably. But I’ll stick to things that won’t scar me for life.”
“Like that hottie outside? He looks like he could leave some serious emotional scars.”
“Yeah, but he won’t,” I said with no hesitation or doubt.
Things might end, but he’d never hurt me in a way that would leave damage.
She shrugged, clearly unconvinced. “So if he’s out there waiting for you, why the hell are you still in here?”
I lifted the notepad. “I’ve gotta jot down some notes, but I’m almost done.”
“That’s job dedication that I just don’t have. See you tomorrow,” she said as she left.
After finishing my work, I bounced around as I shoved my stuff into my bag before heading out.
When I got within view of his car, Kase got out and jogged over to grab my stuff.
His dreads were still pulled back from work, though he’d changed into clean jeans and a blue henley with the sleeves pushed up.
“Don’t you ever get cold?” I asked, pulling my peacoat tighter.
“Nope.” He wrapped his arm around me. “How are you?”
Between the flutters in my stomach and giddy happiness from seeing him, it reminded me of high school.
Just with more inappropriate thoughts and the ability to purchase booze.
Now if only I can somehow convene every bitchy chick from school in one area, and then parade through with Kase.
Not that I’m a showoff or anything…
“Awesome,” I said, dragging my thoughts back to his question. “I helped find some sources willing to talk about shady elementary school shit.”
“Like some kid stealing lunch money and the rampant outbreak of cooties?”
I laughed. “More like a PTA gang.”
Looking down at me, he raised his eyebrow. “Are their street colors khaki and argyle?”
“Dude, I’m not even kidding; school politics are insane. Helicopter parents, cliques, everyone thinking their kid’s activities deserve more funding.” I fake shuddered. “It’s like suburbia gone wild. Anyway, what’re you doing here so early? I thought I was supposed to call.”
“I ended up going with Jake to check out the progress of the new building. Figured I’d just come here.” Kase opened my door for me, but I didn’t get in.
“You didn’t think I was gonna call, did you?”
His lips tipped up. “The thought that you might run may have crossed my mind.”
Going up on my toes, I pressed my lips to his and whispered, “Nope, no more running.”
“You’re so fuckin’ lucky we’re at your work,” he whispered back, his eyes heating. “Or I’d have you on the hood of this car right now.”
“That didn’t stop you at your work this afternoon.”
“Yeah, but my boss is always fucking his wife in his office, so he isn’t really in a place to judge.”
“Good point.” I climbed in as he headed to his side.
Starting the car, Kase glanced over at me. “Hungry?”
“I ate at work. But I’ll have a drink or something if you are.”
“I grabbed a burger with Jake.”
Tension filled the small space suddenly, an unasked question hanging in the air.
Okay, decision time.
Am I ready for this huge step?
Will he respect me in the morning?
Haha, okay, that was funny.
The real question is can I work around the gear shift and jump him right now?
Deciding to go with at least a small amount of subtlety, I reached across and casually put my hand on his thigh. “Ready to go?”
Kase twisted in his seat and cupped the back of my head, pulling me to him. His mouth covered mine, hard and insistent.
I moved my hand up his thigh but before I reached my target, he grabbed my wrist.
Facing forward, he shifted into reverse. “You’re coming to my place.”
“Yup.”
“Text your ma.”
“I already did.”
“Fuck,” he muttered quietly,
reaching over to squeeze my thigh. Grabbing my hand, he kept it under his as he switched gears.
When I’d fantasized about touching his shaft together, this wasn’t what I had in mind.
Still, it’s erotic as hell.
“I’ve never driven stick,” I said, trying to clear my head.
“I’ll teach you sometime.”
“Will you teach me to ride your bike, too?
He switched gears again. “You want to, sure.”
When the only other things I wanted to learn to ride were inappropriate to talk about while he was driving, I just looked around. We were getting close to his place and I was trying not to bounce in anticipation.
I could’ve screamed my celebration when we pulled into his driveway a few minutes later.
“Work to do?” he asked as we got out of the car and headed up onto the porch.
I shook my head. “I did it earlier.”
Opening the door, Kase flipped on the lights and kicked off his shoes while I happily stepped out of my work pumps.
The telltale rumbling gave away Boba’s entrance before he rounded the corner, his paws sliding across the floor. Slower and quieter, Chewy followed.
“I’ve gotta take the boys out. Wanna come with?”
“Yeah. I’ve only seen glimpses out the windows at night. It’ll be cool to see it when there’s a little sun.”
Walking to the back of the house, Kase grabbed a couple tennis balls from a bin. He slid the door open, pulling me aside so I wouldn’t get knocked over by the suddenly energetic polar bear dog. Keeping his arm around me, we stepped out onto the deck.
“It’s gorgeous out here.” Looking to the side, I saw that what I’d thought was a small landing actually led to a big deck. There was a large outdoor table and chairs, plus a huge covered grill took up one corner. Other benches and outdoor supplies lined the edges. “Your deck is huge.”
He grinned. “It’s even bigger than you know.”
“Deck. I said deck.”
“I know.” He jerked his head toward it, fighting a smile. “It wraps around the side of the house. What else would we be talking about?”
Shaking my head, I took one of the tennis balls from him and threw it out onto the beach for the dogs. “The water looks so peaceful.”
“I’ll take you out on my boat when it gets warmer.”
It wasn’t the first time he’d spoken casually about future plans, but it was the first time I let myself really hear it.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and went up on my toes. When he looked down, I pressed my lips to his.
Weaving his hand into my hair, he deepened the kiss. There was a rough urgency as his tongue danced with mine.
At the feel of his hard cock, my nipples tightened and I grew wetter. Sliding my hand down, I pushed his shirt up and unbuttoned his jeans. Before I could unzip them, he wrapped his hand around my wrist.
I leaned back and glared at him. “You keep doing that. It’s much, much worse than you interrupting.” I brought my other hand toward his cock, but he grabbed that one, too.
Using his hold on my wrists, he moved my arms behind my back. “I’ll fuck you on the beach, ipo,” he said, his voice low and rough. His eyes were brilliantly bright and mesmerizing. “Make you scream so loud the neighbors miles down will hear. But not when it’s forty degrees. I have plans for the whole night, and none of it involves you catching a cold.”
“The whole night?” I breathed.
“At least.”
I licked my suddenly dry lips, his eyes dropping to watch.
Releasing his hold on me, he whistled. The dogs came running, heading right inside.
“You have them really well-trained,” I said as I followed him in. Taking my coat off, I tossed it on a chair.
“Yeah, at least someone listens to me.”
“Hey!” I playfully glared at him as he kicked the door closed.
His smile faded, the teasing humor replaced by a pent-up heat.
We moved at the same time, crashing together. His thumbs under my chin tipped my face up, his splayed fingers holding me as his mouth dropped to mine.
My hands roamed his back. Needing more, I moved one to the front and finally unzipped his jeans, letting them fall.
He stepped out of them as he backed me up against a wall. His hand went between us to undo my pants, his knuckles grazing my pussy.
Biting his lip, I pressed myself against him.
Forearm flat to the wall, Kase shifted close to my side as he worked his hand into my panties. “Better than I imagined,” he whispered in my ear, his ragged voice harsh.
A tiny shock jolted through my nerve endings as the pad of his finger grazed my clit.
He kissed my neck, his beard rough against the sensitive skin. His finger teased, slowly trailing back and forth.
Holding his arm, I tugged it down. “More.”
I could feel and hear his chuckle before he bit down gently on my earlobe. “All night, ipo.”
I let go of his arm and grabbed his boxer clad hardness. “Now.”
My neck arched as his finger slid into me, hard and fast.
“This what you want?” He moved his hand so his palm rubbed my clit.
“Yes,” I moaned. Unsatisfied with feeling him through the fabric, I pushed my hand into his boxers. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, stroking as best as I could in the limited space.
Kase groaned against my neck. “Fuck.” Pulling away slightly, he tugged my shirt off.
“Yours, too,” I panted.
Reaching one hand behind his head, he gripped his shirt and whipped it off, tossing it aside. In just his boxers, a taunting amount of his cock was visible above the waistband, his tattoos and muscles adding to the torment. His dreads had come loose, surrounding his face and making his bright blue eyes even more piercing.
He was by far the sexiest man I’d ever seen, but he was more than that.
And I wanted all of him.
Before I could reach for him, he dropped to his knees in front of me. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of my pants, he pulled them and my panties down.
I stepped out, kicking them to the side.
Starting at my ankles, Kase slowly moved his palms up while I stared, entranced by the contrast of my pale skin and his darker, ink covered hands.
When he reached the top of my thighs, I held my breath in anticipation.
Instead, he grazed back down, pausing at my knees.
Looking up, he jerked his head to the side. “Hold on.”
“What—”
Gripping my hip with one hand, Kase put my leg over his shoulder and buried his face in my pussy.
My arm shot out to brace myself on the counter. As he licked, I cupped my breast, rubbing it through my bra.
Kase groaned his approval, the noise vibrating through me. Using his hold, he ground me against him, devouring me.
He shifted his mouth up to my clit. His free hand went between my legs. Sliding two fingers in, he leisurely played as if we had all the time in the world.
When he said he had plans for the whole night, I thought that meant we’d be going more than once, not that he’d go so flippin’ slow.
I tried to push against him, needing more than his steady pace, but he tightened his grip on my hip.
In a tormenting pattern, his tongue flicked my clit firmly before pulling back to tease.
“I need more,” I said, trying to move again.
Looking down, I saw his heated eyes on me as he applied extra pressure.
“Yes.” My moan turned into a frustrated groan as he slowed, the tip of his tongue barely skimming.
Hard then gentle, he tortured me.
Then I felt it.
Growing.
Tightening.
His slow, steady rhythm kept my orgasm just out of reach as it built to new levels.
No longer fighting against his hold, my hips undulated with his pattern.
Gentle, teasing graz
es.
Hard, fast flicks.
My mind raced, though I couldn’t grab on to any one thought.
Gentle.
Hard.
My legs began to tremble.
Gentle.
Savage.
Biting, sucking, licking, Kase’s mouth worked my clit relentlessly as he held me in place. His fingers stroked my pussy faster, hitting an incredible spot.
The tension that had built to such high levels shattered, taking me with it.
I cried out as I came, curses and pleas flowing from my mouth like a chant. I rocked my body against his mouth until I finished, my knees nearly giving out.
“Holy hell,” I panted when I could talk again.
Lowering my leg, Kase held my hips and kissed my stomach. “Dreamed of this,” he whispered against my skin. “Fantasized about it. Jacked off picturing it. None of it came close to how good the real thing is. How you taste and feel? Better than a dream, Harlow.”
His words warmed my heart as they heated my body.
“Uhh, full disclosure, I fantasized about you, too. But it was nowhere near as good as that.”
Standing up, Kase kept me against the wall. “You gonna tell me about those fantasies?”
“Yeah.”
He smiled. “Liar.”
I shrugged. “Fantasies are private.”
“What if I told you I’d reenact them with you?”
“Well, that depends.”
Leaning in close, he kissed my neck, trailing his lips up to my ear. “On?”
“Whether or not you have a hunter outfit,” I breathed.
“Camo?” he asked, his tone a mix of confused and surprised.
“Wrong hunter. I’m talking the supernatural kind.” At his eyebrow raise, I shook my head. “Never mind.”
Kase chuckled. “Just tell me what I need.”
“No. You laughed. The fantasy is ruined now.”
As I stepped away, Kase reached for me, smiling. “Ipo—”
Dodging him, I started for the steps. “I’ll have to make new ones.”
He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling my back against his front. “Yeah?” Draping his other arm over my shoulder, he rubbed my breast, his thumb stroking along my bra. His hard cock pressed against my back. “Do I get to help?”
Arching, I pressed my ass against him. “Maybe.”
