“Tell him I’ll have that stuff on the cartel within twenty-four hours, just please don’t tell him about this.”
“Of course not,” Paula replied.
Her gaze was held captive by Keith, and she couldn’t seem to look away.
“You guys have fun and we’ll talk when you get back.”
“Okay.” She hung up the phone. “Kiley said she’ll have your info on the cartel in a day.”
Smiling slightly, she shrugged one shoulder. “And she also wants us to have fun.”
He answered her grin with a roguish one of his own that made her stomach knot in desire. “I think I can handle fun.”
“I don’t know,” Paula drawled, teasing him. “Not according to Kiley.”
Keith snorted. “I’m sure according to Kiley I’m nothing more than a domineering task manager or overbearing father figure.”
Paula pursed her lips thoughtfully as she twirled the phone in her hand. “I believe overbearing and domineering have both been mentioned.”
Shaking his head, Keith’s lips twitched in amusement. Whether he was amused with what she’d said or his sister, she wasn’t sure.
“Did you find out any more about the phone situation?”
Paula rolled her eyes. “You really need to learn to let go.”
His grin faded and his expression turned more serious and full of worry. “I can’t. She’s all the family I have.”
“Then you need a distraction.” Switching the phone to her uninjured side, she tossed it back to him. “Didn’t you say something about seeing a doctor this morning?”
Keith caught the phone. “I did.”
“Then let’s get going. While I’m in the shower would you bring all those bags in and put them on the bed?”
He raised an eyebrow as a spark of interest made his eyes shine. Just the fact he might entertain the thought of a night of passion between them made her heart a skip, but she knew better.
They were friends. It would be incredibly stupid to take their relationship there.
Plus, what would he think of her? Fresh off a heartbreak that came extremely close to ruining her life? What did that say about her? That she was needy? Wishy-washy?
Feeling disgusted with herself, Paula sent him a look of censure over her shoulder. “After that, you can shut the bedroom door on your way out.”
Keith chuckled. “Yes, ma’am.”
Chapter Sixteen
Kiley hung up and smiled at Scott. “She sounds good, almost like her old self. I’m so glad he got her out of there.”
Scott used the tip of his finger to curl a strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was soft and despite a whole day of sex, she could feel the beginning stirrings of lust work its way through her midsection.
Frowning, she slapped his shoulder. “What the hell were you thinking, answering my phone?”
He chuckled and hunched his shoulders, moving away from her second attempt to swat him.
Grabbing her hands, he tugged her close to him. “I was asleep,” he growled, playfully. “I answered it on instinct. What was all that about getting Paula to make Keith have fun? You’re not playing some sort of matchmaker are you?”
Kiley snuggled against his chest. “Maybe. They would be good together.”
“I can see Keith with Paula. She has a nice ass, and Keith likes asses.”
Kiley scowled and pinched his nipple.
“Owe,” he exclaimed, with amusement. “Yours is much better, though.”
She rose up and pointed a finger in his face. “You better stop before you dig yourself into a hole you can’t climb out of.”
“I said yours was better.” Scott nipped at the tip of her finger with his teeth.
“Yeah, but you admitted to looking.”
Scott snorted playfully. “Like you don’t. I’ve seen you.” He sat up, pushing her up as well. “I’ve seen those pretty eyes of yours locked hungrily onto a man’s backside.”
She pouted, before leaning over to kiss his chin. “It’s a shame you never saw me ogling yours.”
Scott snickered and chucked her under the chin with the knuckle on his forefinger. “I’m saddened to admit even if I had, I’m not sure I would’ve seen it for what it was.”
“That’s a shame.” She tilted her head and smiled. “That you’re that dense.”
The chuckle that rumbled through Scott’s chest was so sexy, it made Kiley’s senses tingle. “I can assure you. I’m dense no longer. Now, when I see you ogling my ass, I’ll know exactly what to do.”
“And what’s that?”
“Grab yours for starters,” he said as he leaned forward and placed a quick kiss on her lips.
“Then?”
Scott sat back and blinked innocently. “Then? A little ass grab isn’t enough?”
Kiley slowly shook her head. “Normally no, but after today I think we’ve had sex so much the inside of my vagina feels like it has rug burn.”
Scott fell to his back, laughing. Grabbing her hand, he tugged her down so she covered his torso. Kiley moved, allowing her body to cover his from head to toe. His heat wrapped around her just like his arms, cocooning her in a safety net she never wanted to leave.
“You’re a hot mess,” he murmured. “Are you really that sore?”
“A little,” she bent her head and kissed his chest. “Maybe if you weren’t so big.”
“I thought you liked big,” he purred as he slowly drew his fingers up and down her spine.
“Well…big helps,” she replied, grinning. “I know something else that might help.”
“Really?” he asked, intrigued. “And just what might that be?”
“A nice, warm bath.”
“Ah, and you do have that big, two-person tub.”
She nodded and placed another kiss on his chest. “Yes, I do.”
He put his finger under her chin and lifted her face to his. “Then, I suggest you go get it ready and stop kissing me like that before I take you again here in the bed, rug burns and all.”
Scott watched Kiley as she climbed off him and strolled into the bathroom. He kept his gaze on that glorious ass the whole way. Damn, she had a nice figure—curvy, but at the same time firm.
She disappeared into the bathroom, and he smiled as he listened to the tub fill with water. He was looking forward to this bath, soaking in the warm water while he played with various areas of her body he’d been dying to touch for years. He couldn’t seem to get enough of her and every time they had sex, it felt like the first.
He threw off the covers and headed into the bathroom. Kiley stood in front of the mirror, her hands above her head while she secured her hair in a clip. Her breasts rose with the movement of her arms and he had a very strong desire to lick his tongue across one of those rosy, erect nipples.
Kiley cleared her throat. He reluctantly pulled his gaze from her breasts and met her stare through the reflection in the mirror. “Would you mind getting us something to drink?” she asked.
He winked, then turned to head to the kitchen. Wine would be good. A hot bath, wine, the woman he loved in his arms, all sounded like the beginning of a wicked night. As he strolled past the microwave, he glanced at the clock and smiled. It was still before midnight, so they had plenty of time to enjoy themselves and get a little sleep before they had to face the world.
He grabbed two glasses and a bottle of wine from the cabinet. What he wouldn’t give to have Kiley to himself for more than one day. As soon as all this was over with the cartel, the two of them would head out for a much deserved vacation. Maybe somewhere cold where there was nothing to do all day but lay in bed in front of a fire.
He walked into the bathroom just in time to see Kiley climb naked over the side of the tube. He grinned at the way the candlelight flickered across her tan skin. Or maybe somewhere tropical where they could run around naked all day on the beach.
She slowly settled into the water before noticing him by the door. She tilted her head as she leaned agains
t the back of the tub. “Something wrong?” she asked.
“Nope,” he said as he came into the room and set the glasses on the tile surrounding the tub. “I was just thinking about you naked on a beach.”
“I see,” she said as she watched him pour wine into the glasses. “I used to think about you naked on the beach all the time. Especially after I saw you that day at the lake.”
Scott looked at her in confusion as he set the bottle aside.
“You were skinny dipping by a full moon,” she whispered.
“Was that when we all went camping two years ago?”
She nodded and moved forward, making room for him to climb in behind her.
“Do you know why I was skinny dipping?” he asked as he put one leg on each side of her so she could lean against his chest.
“No. I just assumed you were hot.”
“I was hot alright. Hot from watching you in that damn bikini all day. I wanted you so bad that night I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a swim.”
He handed her a glass, and she took a sip, watching him thoughtfully over her shoulder. “If I had known that, I would’ve joined you.”
Scott chuckled. “Then we really would’ve been in trouble.” He feathered his fingers down her arm. “Do you have any idea what your brother would’ve done to me if he’d caught us together in that lake?”
Kiley turned back to the front, a small smile tugging at her lips. “He would’ve kicked your ass first, then busted mine. What’s his beef with you anyway? Why the hands off order?”
Scott sighed and rested his chin on her shoulder. “He knows too much about me. He doesn’t think I would be good enough for you.”
Kiley snorted and took another sip of wine. “And he’s your best friend?”
Chuckling, Scott pinched her side. “Yes.” She shifted slightly and giggled before settling back against his chest. “Believe it or not, I would probably think the same way he does if I had a sister. After all, I know things about him that would shock you,” he added in a soft whisper.
“And just what does he know about you that would shock me? Anything?”
“Oh, yeah,” he drawled.
Kiley set the glass down and turned so she straddled his thighs. “And just what is it, exactly?”
she asked.
She leaned over and braced her hands against the edge of the tub on either side of his shoulders. Scott let his hands slowly slide up her thighs. Water sloshed between them, splashing her erect, rosy nipples.
“You make a very distracting temptation,” he whispered as he gently cupped her ass.
“You haven’t answered the question.”
“Do I have to?”
“That depends,” she murmured as she brought her lips close to his. “How much do you want me?”
“A lot,” he whispered. Tightening his hold on her ass, he pulled her forward, settling her over his hard cock. The heat of her pussy covered him, and he moaned as he rocked her hips back and forth. “See?”
“Oh…I see,” she said as her lips morphed into a sexy grin that set his loins on fire. “I also feel.
You’ve gotten hard again.”
He nibbled along the side of her neck. “When you’re around I stay hard.”
Kiley giggled and tilted her head to the side. Pulling away, he raised his hands and cupped the sides of her neck. He brushed his thumbs over her cheeks. Steam rose between them from the hot water, moistening the tips of her hair that had escaped the clip.
“Your brother knows that I like things a little kinky in the bedroom. I think he worries I might hurt you.”
“Physically?” She shook her head. “No way.”
“No way,” he agreed softly.
She pushed up and rested her hands at his ribs. “I haven’t seen anything kinky from you.”
Scott grinned and dropped his hands so he could cup her breasts. Kiley’s head fell back and he gently kneaded her mounds, feeling the weight of her delectable breasts in his palms.
“Right now I’m just getting my fill of you. We haven’t gotten to the kinky stuff yet.”
He leaned over and took one of her nipples into his mouth. Kiley moaned and dug her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer. She shifted her hips against his groin, rubbing her now moistened pussy against his hard shaft.
In his mind, he ran through all the wild stuff he wanted to do to her and with her. He pictured her handcuffed to his bed, her legs spread with her ankles secured to the footposts. Her pussy exposed and open for his mouth, his tongue, his cock. He would bury himself inside her while she lied there, completely at his mercy.
Just thinking about it had him getting harder.
“How sore are you, Kiley?” he whispered in her ear.
“Not that sore,” she replied.
She lifted her hips, settling her opening at the tip of his rod. He pushed up just as she sank down. With the cream coating her walls, he easily slid inside her, sinking deep. Her tight channel squeezed him, and his moan of pleasure mingled with hers.
“God, you feel good,” he murmured against her mouth.
“So, what’s this kinky stuff?” she whispered before sucking his lower lip between hers. “Are you going to tie me up?”
Scott’s lips twitched slightly as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth.
“Oh yeah, baby. I’m definitely going to tie you up.”
“Then what?”
Scott growled low in his throat as she quickly slid her tongue into his mouth before just as quickly pulling back again.
“Then I’m gonna lick that pretty pussy of yours. Lick it till you come. Then I’ll start preparing that gorgeous ass.”
He moved his fingers between her ass cheeks and gently stroked her opening. Kiley’s moan encouraged him to continue, to slide the tip of one finger into the tight anal passage.
“I’ll take you there. Bury my dick in that tight ass.”
Kiley sighed and pressed down harder, forcing him deeper into her pussy.
“Will you spank me?” she murmured.
Scott groaned at the mere thought. “Hell, yeah. I’ll spank that ass till its bright red. I’ll pinch these hard nipples.”
He pinched one hard, and Kiley gasped and rocked her hips faster. Scott could hardly breathe, his balls were drawn up so tight. She could make him crazy; the way she moved her body, the way she moaned and sighed, the way his words made her hotter. He became more excited with the fact that what he said turned her on rather than startled her.
“I want to spank that ass till you come.” He added a second finger to her ass and her loud cry of pleasure made his heart skip a beat. He could feel the muscles of her channel tightening around his cock and fingers. He could tell she was close. Hell, he was close.
“You make me crazy, Kiley,” he growled. “I can’t think about anything but this when you’re around.”
With a moan, she cupped his cheeks and kissed him soundly on the lips. Her tongue invaded his mouth, twirling and stroking along his. When her release hit, she broke the kiss and squealed softly as she dropped her forehead to his. Scott closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her walls and the way her body moved with his.
With a moan of his own, he shoved his hips upward, splashing water over the side of the tub as he lost himself inside her. She was his everything, his world and now that he had her, he would never let her go.
“I love you, Kiley,” he whispered.
“I love you.” She lifted up and stared down at him with droopy, satisfied eyes. “Did you really mean all that stuff you said?”
He slid his fingers from her ass and rested both hands at her hips under the warm water. “Are you okay with that?”
“I’ve never done it, but with you, it sounds really hot.”
Scott grinned. “Oh, it is.”
She smiled slightly and laid her head on his shoulder, her face in his neck. “It shouldn’t surprise me you like all that Dom stuff. You are such a controlling pain in the ass.”
“Hey,” he said, then pinched her bottom.
Kiley squealed, then giggled. He gently massaged the spot he pinched as she snuggled closer.
“We should probably get back in bed before we fall asleep in the tub,” she said sleepily.
“In a minute,” he replied. “For now, I’m happy right where we are. Me inside you and you draped over me.”
Chapter Seventeen
Paula sat across the table from Keith and smiled as he recounted a story about the time Scott was shot. The visit to the doctor had gone well and turned out her ribs weren’t broken, just badly bruised. As long as she took it easy and didn’t do any heavy lifting, she should be fine in a few days.
Paula and Keith had spent the rest of the afternoon shopping and eating. She loved the food here and after her time in a Turkish prison, she couldn’t seem to get enough. Keith good naturedly stopped wherever she showed an interest, then would tease her about how someone so tiny could eat so much.
She had lost a lot of weight while she was there. She’d eaten very little, mostly due to nerves. If she didn’t stop all this eating, she’d gain everything back she lost and then some. But somehow, she doubted Keith would mind.
When they’d gone shopping for extra clothes, she caught him several times staring at her ass or her chest with a spark of interest. The look of lust in his eyes made her heart skip a beat, but Paula kept reminding herself that Keith was off limits.
He’d saved her. He’d treated her like a princess all day today. It would be so easy for her to fall in bed with him, to lose her heart to him. She was already half in love with him to begin with -
always had been.
But God, what she wouldn’t give to have just one night with him, to see if he was as good in bed as she thought he might be. She could be careful of her ribs. He could take her from behind.
Just thinking about it made her breath quicken, her nipples harden, and the heat of a blush move over her cheeks for what must’ve been the twentieth time today. She could feel herself getting wet and squirmed slightly in her seat.
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