Kansas Nights [Kansas Heat 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Jenny Penn

  “You know once I win this, I’m going to make you tell me all of Jack’s secrets.” Kathy paused by the side of the bed to toss Collin a wink. “Just to make sure I know everything.”

  “Oh, honey,” Collin sighed, not looking the least bit concerned about the future. “Jack doesn’t tell me anything. I’m not part of the team… Well, at least not that team, and you’re not obeying my orders. Show me the sweet meat.”

  Any other man who said that to her would have found himself smacked before being tossed out on his ear. Collin’s deep, slow drawl, however, purred the words out with such hunger it made Kathy crave the same thing. Her pussy swelled with a liquid wave of desire as her flesh began to ache with the need to be exposed, touched, licked, fucked. Kathy wanted it all and planned on taking it.

  Finally tugging the knot loose on her robe, she lifted one knee up onto the mattress and shrugged free of the clinging fabric. Intentionally, she kept her knees spread wide as she lowered her hands to the bed. She leaned forward and started crawling toward Collin, whose gaze remained riveted on her breasts as they swayed between the frame of her arms. His heated fixation had her nipples puckering as her cunt creamed even harder, but none of that would make her beg.

  No, Kathy planned on just the opposite as she finally reached the hard bulge of Collin’s thigh. She didn’t wait for any orders before straddling him, knowing he approved of the gesture by his cock’s pointed salute. The hard length of his dick thumped against her inner thigh in a welcoming gesture Kathy returned. Trapping the blanket separating them between the heavy press of their bodies, Kathy ground her cunt along the heated ridge of his undercover erection.

  “Kathy—”

  “Hmm.” Hearing the plea in Collin’s tone, Kathy pressed her advantage by wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him hostage as she dangled her tits right before his lips. “Did somebody order sweet meat?”

  “You really play this game well.” Instead of diving into the feast she offered him with the kind of overzealousness almost any other man would have, Collin sounded less than overwhelmed with desire as he studied her for a moment. “Maybe too well.”

  “Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet now,” Kathy smirked, trying to hide her unease over the seriousness of his tone. Far from provoking him into a macho display of very apparent interest in proceeding, Collin responded to her pointed challenge with an all-too-understanding smile.

  “You’re a sexy woman, Kathy Coben.”

  “You know, I’m already naked, so there really is no need to butter me up…” Kathy hesitated as she considered her own words before she offered Collin her own smile, this one full of lecherous intention. “Unless of course you’re planning on licking me clean. Now that—”

  Kathy forgot what she’d been about to say, losing her train of thought along with her ability to form words as Collin’s large, warm palm finally engulfed her breast. Smothering a groan, she arched into his touch as she waited, tense with anticipation for whatever wicked payback he planned on doling out.

  “I know what happens to women like you,” Collin stated softly, matching the gentle way his callused fingertips traced over the sides of her breast as they circled teasingly closer and closer to the very tip. “I know what men think when they see you, what they want, what they’re willing to say, to do, to get it.”

  Kathy didn’t know what he was babbling on about and didn’t honestly care in that moment, not when he finally allowed his finger to circle the puckered rim of her nipple. Lightly at first and then with growing pressure, he toyed with her pebbled tit, rolling, pinching, tugging on it until she couldn’t hold back the whimper or her instinctive need to arch into Collin’s tormenting touch, silently begging for more.

  “You made a mistake somewhere along the line. You believed some man’s lie, maybe even more than one.” Collin’s fingers tightened over her nipple, capturing it in a hard grip that had Kathy gasping. Her eyes widened as Collin’s words cut through her. “It hurt, didn’t it?”

  “Collin,” Kathy groaned, unsure of how to answer that. It had, but it had been so long ago. She didn’t want to think about it, but preferred to savor the feel of his touch on her body. Nobody had ever taken such care. Even as he punished her nipple, Collin only fed her appetite for more.

  “It hurt,” Collin insisted, the heated brush of his breath tickling over the sensitive peak he held captive. “So you made up a convenient lie to make all the pain go away.”

  That’s just what Collin did, brushing butterfly kisses over her nipple and chasing away the ache his fingers had caused her tender tip. He held her breathless as his tongue toyed with her pebbled tit, twirling over and over her nipple until her muscles lost their strength. She began to melt, whimpering softly as he followed her, rolling her off his side and onto her back until she lay pinned beneath his seductive kisses.

  “You convinced yourself you weren’t a fool.” The whisper of his lips dipping down the slope of one breast so he could nibble up the side of the other kept his harsh words from penetrating her delirium. Only the loss of his velvety lips could cause her to meet his gaze and listen to his words.

  “What did you do, honey? Tell yourself you knew they were lying all along? That you’d only gone along with it because you wanted to get laid?” Collin shook his head. “You told yourself that you’d gotten all that you wanted, all that you needed, and the men were the suckers because they didn’t even know you didn’t care.”

  “No.” Kathy shook her head, rejecting Collin’s all-too-familiar rationalization. She looked away, not wanting to confront the solemn truth in his gaze. “No, you’re wrong. I didn’t care…I don’t.”

  “Look at me, Kathy.” Collin waited until she did as he asked before he proved a point she’d have rather just given him. “Now you know that I know, and so there is no need for me to lie. I still think you’re the sexiest damn thing I ever seen, and that has a hell of a lot more to do with the person inside than it does with a nice set of tits.”

  Collin’s gaze dropped as he paused to stare long enough at her breasts to make her breath go short and chest to lift toward them. “Though they are a nice set.”

  “So much for the person on the inside,” Kathy muttered, her mood ruined by Collin’s attitude. On the other hand, he was well on his way to losing their bet.

  “Trust me, sweet meat, I respect your mind, admire your spirit, am captivated by the notion of getting to know all the weird quirks and phobias you might have, but that doesn’t change one simple fact. I’m going to really enjoy fucking you.”

  Matching that bit of blunt honesty with action, Collin’s head dipped. Before Kathy could draw another breath, she found her nipple trapped between his lips. The hard edge of his teeth nipped at the rough edges of her areola, sparking a streak of electricity that had her stiffening right back up as she gasped for breath.

  Kathy squealed as Collin’s mouth closed over the peak of her other breast and he began to torment her in earnest. It didn’t take him long to drive her mad. Nobody had ever made Kathy feel this hot and desperate before—nobody but Jack. That thought lanced through her as a bolt of pure frustration as she realized how badly she wanted him there. They’d teased her with the idea of both of them at the same time, and now Kathy ached for it.

  The tongue licking straight up her slit helped ease some of the ache even as her pussy swelled and creamed even harder with the need for more. Instinctively, she tried to widen her already-spread legs, opening herself as much as she could in demand for more. Collin helped, using his fingers to spread her folds wide and reveal all her intimate secrets to him. Kathy moaned, the air feeling cool against her tender flesh when all she wanted was to feel the heat inflaming her cunt.

  “Please.” In her need, Kathy forgot about their bet and gave in to the desperate need riding her. “Please. Lick me.”

  “I believe that’s what they call begging.” Collin had the audacity to ruin her moment by pointing that out.

  “Ah, dam
nit, Collin!” Kathy spat, becoming instantly irritated with him. “The deal was begging to be fucked, not licked. And I wasn’t begging, I was ordering.”

  “Is that a fact?” Collin arched a brow, appearing amused instead of annoyed. “Well, then I dare not disobey. Oh, wait, I’m in charge here.”

  Kathy squealed, her response becoming an incoherent shriek as Collin emphasized his point and cracked his palm right over her cunt. A blast of fiery rapture spasmed through her pussy and straight up her spine, making her arch under the pleasure. Before Kathy could find the voice to scream, it was too late. A tidal storm of heat and ecstasy rained down over her, delivered by the relentless slaps Collin delivered to her spread pussy. He managed to catch her clit with almost every single one, making her body sparkle with such intense pleasure Kathy thought she’d come at any second.

  Even as she strained toward her release it ripped through her, driven by the fingers Collin fucked deep into her clenching sheath. Screaming as her world came undone, Kathy arched up onto her heels as her whole body rose under the force of the sudden orgasm. It hit as hard and fast as Collin had driven her and faded just as quickly, leaving Kathy sighing as she melted back into the mattress.

  More than ready to pass out, she about jumped a foot when the tip of his tongue slid up her pussy and brushed against her clit. Collin did not bother to be gentle or teasing, but attacked her clit. Trapping it between his teeth and tormenting it with his tongue, he twirled it around and around, working her little nub into a firestorm of sensation.

  Tired and aching from the release she’d just endured, Kathy fought the building tension gripping her muscle, but nothing could stop her hips from arching into his kiss and giving him enough room to slide his hand under her bottom and hold her up for his feasting. It was too much for Kathy to endure, and she snapped.

  Writhing beneath Collin, Kathy gave herself over to the mindless delight swamping through her as she shook with the pleasure he forced on her. The intense pleasure wouldn’t stop, not with Collin’s tongue continuing to torment her. Her body was one searing mass of rapture that refused to be contained. Her heart raced as she tried to draw enough oxygen into her lungs to keep from passing out.

  Her muscles ached as they contracted again, threatening to shred under the pressure. Still he kept going, kept pushing her harder. Kathy sobbed as his tongue flicked her overstimulated clit, begging for just a moment of peace, but Collin never paused.

  * * * *

  Collin may have seemed unaware of Kathy’s cries, but he heard every single one. Poor thing couldn’t seem to catch her breath to squeal anymore. All she could do was gasp and pant his name. It was the sexiest damn sound he’d ever heard and something special, something only for his ears. God knew the rest of the neighborhood had to have heard her screaming. Everybody on the damn street had to know she was getting fucked, and loving every damn moment of it.

  Collin would have liked to point out that she’d lost the bet, but didn’t want to spoil the moment. Later he could take the time to indulge in pointing out her absolute surrender. Right then, he had better things to enjoy, like the spoils of his victory.

  A raw growl sounded in the back of his throat, a primitive response to the challenge Kathy continued to present. Even now as he felt the shuddering depths of her tight pussy clinging to his tongue, he still felt the driving need to claim true and total dominance over her. That wasn’t him. That had always been Jack’s angle.

  What he needed to satisfy that craving, Collin didn’t know, but he did know he couldn’t get enough of Kathy. Devouring her weeping pussy with the desperation of a starved man, Collin speared his tongue into the exquisite clench of her inner muscles and fucked her with deep, greedy strokes until she flooded him with another wave of lush, sweet cream.

  Kathy jerked, her legs going tense around him before her muscles spasmed so hard he could feel the power of the orgasm claiming her body. Still it wasn’t enough. Fucking his tongue into her with fast, hard strokes, he licked deeper and deeper until he found the sweet spot hidden in her honeyed depths.

  Lapping up the liquid proof of her climax, he growled, needing even more. The burn of feeling starved even as he feasted drove Collin’s aggression until he couldn’t think straight for the want. Forgetting every single thing but the memory of how heavenly it felt to sink into her tight, little cunt, he succumbed to the feral demand pounding through his veins.

  Without a thought, his hands began ripping at his pants until finally the pressure holding back his engorged cock disappeared. His dick sprung free of its prison. Collin didn’t even bother to waste time shoving his jeans further down, but gripped Kathy’s hips, tilting her pussy upward so he could line up his cock with her wet opening. Not sparing another second, he rammed his full length all the way into her dripping cunt.

  Collin sighed as the tight heat of her pussy welcomed him home. It felt like sweet heaven to sink deep into her molten depths and bury himself in her softness. For a second, he almost felt content, but then Kathy shifted, sending tendrils of ecstasy racing up Collin’s spine.

  He matched her moan as his own hips shifted, lifted, and then ground back into hers. Not giving her a moment to adjust, he began to pound into her with all the savage need boiling in his blood. He gripped her hips and held her still for his fucking as he picked up speed and strength. Collin lost all sense of time and reality, losing himself in the race toward release.

  He was sweaty, panting, and straining every muscle when Kathy detonated. Collin distantly heard her scream, but felt every single ripple that spasmed through her pussy. The tighter and faster he pounded, the harder her cunt spasmed, milking the seed right from his balls. Collin tensed, every muscle tightening to the point of pain as the molten rapture seared through him.

  Tremors so deep, strong, they had Collin actually shaking ripped through him as he drowned in an endless sea of ecstasy. Sighing as he finally began to feel one small sliver of peace, Collin gave himself over to his orgasm, riding the amazing sensation right into the pitch blackness that enveloped him.

  Chapter 18

  Wednesday, August 27th

  Kathy couldn’t stop grinning as she settled down to the breakfast table. The giddiness bubbling inside her threatened to betray itself, but she wouldn’t allow herself to give in to the impulse. That would be undignified, and it would ruin all the fun she was getting from watching Collin squirm. Not only had the stud passed out right on top of her last night, he’d also hogged the covers and snored loud enough to assure Kathy would be the first up.

  She’d gone one more than that and had coffee waiting for him, not that it earned her any thanks. Barely bothering to look her in the eye, Collin muttered his thanks before taking the cup she offered him and hunkering down on the other side of her kitchen table.

  Collin glared into his mug while Kathy tore bits of her bagel off and watched him, waiting to see how long it took before he snapped. Though Kathy would have figured on him having a longer fuse, it didn’t take Collin but a few seconds to break under her gaze.

  “Smirk all you want, sweet meat. I won the bet, which means I’m the boss of you…so you can just stop that damn smiling!” Smacking his cup down in a fit of masculine pique, Collin shot with all indignation to his feet. “Now I’m going to check out of my motel, seeing as how I’ll be staying here, and you can run along to work and think about what that means.”

  Kathy managed to hold back her laughter until Collin had slammed out her back door, but just barely. Her laughter died out minutes later, but her smile remained through the morning. She felt so happy she almost felt tipsy from the bubbly joy filling her. She sobered up, though, when it dawned on her the delight filling her was also distracting her, just as Collin intended.

  “That son of a bitch.”

  “Excuse me?” Julie Brown blinked in wide-eyed amazement as she clearly heard Kathy’s grumbled complaint.

  “Nothing. Sorry.” Forcing the smile back to her lips, Kathy tried to appear as ecs
tatic as she’d been moments ago but feared the glow had faded.

  Fortunately, Julie wasn’t paying her any attention. Instead her focus had turned on the sight of Collin sauntering into the library. Freshly showered and in clean clothes, he looked even more delectable than he had over her breakfast table, though Kathy kind of preferred the sexy, sleep-tousled man who had grumped his way through his first cup of coffee.

  “Well,” Julie breathed out, following Collin’s hard look to where Kathy stood returning a dirty one to him, “aren’t we Miss Popular?”

  Kathy would have loved to point out that they couldn’t all be rich, skinny bitches, but while at work she had to play nice. So instead she offered Julie a gloating smile and an irreverent shrug. “What can I say? When you got it, you got it. One day you’ll understand.”

  Kathy turned and got lost quickly before Julie could point out that she had a long history of dating not only hot guys, but powerful and affluent ones, too, while most of Kathy’s former boyfriends were either behind bars or on the run. Julie might have had quality, but Kathy had fun. She’d stand by that and every bad decision she’d ever made.

  “Please, don’t tell me you’ve had him, too.” Sarah Anne stepped up behind her to whisper that plea in a tone that was as excited as it was horrified.

  “You make it sound like I served him up on the dinner table with an apple stuck in his mouth,” Kathy muttered, wondering if she dared to tell Sarah Anne that she’d not only had Collin, but been had by Jack while straddling Collin. It probably wouldn’t be nice to give her coworker a heart attack, especially not when Kathy would be stuck covering Sarah Anne’s shifts.

  “You are going to be the most hated, celebrated, envied woman in town,” Sarah Anne warned Kathy as she stepped back toward her desk. “But you know you could hide away from all that gossip by coming over to my place tonight. Jerry’s going out with the guys. It would just be you, me, and The X-Files.”