Pretty Dirty (Beautifully Dirty #4)

by Paige Steele

  Smiling down at her, I kiss her again.

  “You. Are. Truly. Amazing, Kenna,” I emphasize each word as I speak to her, “I mean it when I say I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

  “Ryan, please don’t wake me if this is a dream.” Her eyes completely shut as she leans into my embrace.

  Lifting her up, I cradle her in my arms as I sit back down. She promptly turns, straddling my lap. Her skirt pushes up as she threads her fingers through the sides of my hair, until they are locked together behind my head, as she brings my lips to hers. My hands slide across her bare legs, under what is left of her skirt, until they are covering her ass. Gripping my fingers into her, I push her forward enough that there is no longer more than an inch in between us. I start to rock her back and forth, so she can feel just how much she affects me. She moans as a sound also escapes my throat. There is only the fabric from her panties and my shorts separating us.

  “Kenna, if we don’t stop this now and go inside, I’m liable to take you right here.”

  “Then do it.” In a bold move that I haven’t seen before from her, she reaches between us and unbuttons my shorts.

  That’s all the notice I need, as I push her back enough to release my zipper and then myself. Gliding her panties to one side, I enter her in one sweep. I set the rhythm, gliding into her at a speed that won’t take either of us any time at all to reach complete satisfaction.

  “Sorry, Princess, but this is going to be quick out here.”

  “Hmm, hmm,” is all that comes out, as she nibbles on my neck.

  My tongue, teeth, and lips can’t seem to stay off her as well. Once I’ve made sure she’s on the edge of sexual bliss, I allow myself to meet her there. She clasps against me and I feel her holding on tight, all the way from her hands to the most intimate parts of her. I explode right behind her, wrapping my arms firmly around the most perfect body I’ve ever held.

  I am more in awe of her than ever before and she has no clue how much.

  Kenna

  My step-sister arrives today and I couldn’t be more excited. I scooted out of Ryan’s early this morning, so I could hit the store before she lands. Maddie and I are going to take her out for dinner tonight, it’ll be great having a girls’ night. Though, since I haven’t spent much time away from Ryan in the past several weeks, I know I’ll be missing him.

  As I drop the bags on the kitchen counter, I hear people talking in the other room.

  “Hello!” I yell out.

  “Hey, we’re in here.”

  “Who’s we?” I ask, walking toward the voices, which happen to be in Ansley’s old bedroom.

  “Hey, Sis,” I hear as I enter the room.

  “Oh my God, what are you already doing here?”

  “I wanted to surprise you, so I took an earlier flight. Then I just took a taxi here.”

  My mouth drops, and as I’m ready to yell at her, Maddie jumps in.

  “Don’t bother, Ken, I already gave her a lecture and told her how stupid she was to waste money on a cab.”

  “Not to mention your safety.”

  “Ladies, chill. I’m fine, see?” she says as she twirls around in a circle.

  I walk over, pulling her into a bear hug and give her a slap on her ass. She screams out like I smacked her hard when I barely touched her. She swats me back quickly and then sprints across the room away from me. She looks cute in her little white shorts and lime green tank top. Her manicured toes and hands match perfectly with her outfit and personality.

  “Soooo. How’s it going with Ryan and you?” She drags out the word so, as her voice goes up high.

  “He’s great, I’m great, and we’re great, soooo nothing more to say.” I imitate the way she said so and we all laugh.

  “Well, Jos, I can tell ya she must be gettin’ some because she doesn’t come home half the time, and when she does, she’s smiling from ear to ear.”

  “Oh, really? Do tell, Big Sis.”

  “Zip it, Mads. And I just told ya, we’re great,” I say, as my face starts to blush a little and Maddie starts to giggle with Josie.

  “Geez, Ken, you can tell her, she’s old enough now. I think she knows you’re having hot steamy sex with Ryan.”

  “Maddie!” Yelling out her name only gets a new round of laughing from all of us.

  “Hot and steamy, huh?” Josie questions.

  “I’ll just say…with him it’s all of that and then some.” I feel my cheeks heating up again.

  “Ok, wow. Did you see that?” Josie turns to Maddie and asks.

  “Yep.” Maddie answers, smiling.

  “See what?” It’s hard keeping up with these two and even though I ask, I’m not sure I want to know.

  “You…you’re in love with him,” Josie states.

  “I am,” I reveal.

  The conversation continues a bit longer before we decide that we’re staying in tonight instead, which sounds like a perfect idea to me. I shower and throw on something much more comfortable to hang out in, while Josie finishes unpacking. Hanging out with these two for an evening I know means a lot of laughing, stories, snacking, and wine. And that is exactly what we do.

  When I wake up, I feel more relaxed than I have in a long time. Ryan and I are in such a good place in our relationship, and I can’t wait to spend tonight with him. Before he left yesterday to go see his mom, he swung by to say hello and goodbye, all in fifteen minutes. He told me he just couldn’t leave without seeing me, which made the little butterflies in my stomach start fluttering again. This seems to happen every time I know I’m going to see him, right before his hand touches me, and when his lips land on mine.

  Just as he was ready to walk out the door, he planted a kiss on me that left me wanting more, a whole lot more, so I’m looking forward to tonight. He already told me to have room service bring up food, because we won’t be leaving the room, which has my mind running with ideas.

  Josie, Maddie, and I all packed last night, so we are ready to go after everyone finishes getting ready. Josie fit perfectly in my skirts and Hyped Energy shirts, as I knew she would. Ansley came over with some new leather, strapless tops that they’ll be wearing this weekend. As they all tried them on, I have to admit I got a bit jealous. Even though I’m looking forward to riding, I’m going to miss hanging out under the Hyped tent. Ansley said she asked to have the tent set up next to my trailer in the pits, so as long as they honor her request, I’ll still be close to all of them.

  “Who’s ready to get this weekend started?” I hear Josie ask from the kitchen.

  “I am as long as there’s coffee made,” Maddie yells back.

  I laugh at them both as I walk out of my room.

  “Hey, Sis, you ready to kick some ass this weekend and make all the boys cry?”

  “I am,” I say slapping her hand that she has raised to me, as I walk by.

  “That’s my girl.”

  “You ready to get your sexy on?”

  “I got it on all the time. Ya know, it’s tough cause it follows me everywhere I go.” She hops up on the counter, lets out a bit of a dramatic huff, and shrugs her shoulders.

  “It’s rough, isn’t it?” I ask her like I’m completely serious.

  “You know it,” she giggles at me, sipping her coffee.

  “In all seriousness, watch out for the drunken idiots in the pits, there’ll be plenty of them and make sure you use the security that is there for ya. Don’t take chances.”

  “Yes, Mom.” She winks at me from behind her mug then says, “I know, thanks.”

  “Thanks for the coffee,” Maddie says, as she takes my cup out of my hand and starts drinking it.

  “Brat.”

  “And you love me.”

  “I know.” She kisses my cheek as she grabs another mug and hands me mine back.

  After we’ve all had our share of the coffee, it’s time to head out. Once at the airport, we check in and head to security. M
addie asks one of the TSA officers if he can see through her clothes when she does the full body scan, and a bunch of other questions, before we finally make it through and are able to go to our gate. She loves to make people squirm; that poor officer didn’t stand a chance against her. After only a short time, we’re buckled in and ready to go.

  The flight is just about an hour long so we are on and off before you know it. Checking in at the hotel goes smoothly. Maddie and Josie are sharing a room together; I have other plans and they don’t involve having a slumber party with the girls. It’s a party for two…Ryan and me. Though I think after tonight, Maddie will end up ditching Josie to stay with Justin after the race tomorrow.

  Press day is just about to start as Ryan walks in and takes his seat. The reporters start throwing questions immediately to both Ryan and myself. It’s like a firing range and we’re the targets. They heard we’re back together and are dying to know if it’s true. There’s no hiding it, because my cheeks give it away when a touch of pink comes out. The rest of the questions seem to center around who’s leading in the points and how close the top five riders are.

  As soon as we walk out of the room, we all head to the hotel bar, and there stand Ansley, Maddie, and Josie, each with a drink in hand. I’ll admit I’m a bit jealous; there’ll be no drinking for me until after the race. Everyone stays while Ryan excuses us early. We retreat back to the room to order dinner and have some alone time before the craziness of the race tomorrow.

  We aren’t in the room five minutes, and his arms circle my body, while his tongue starts to explore mine. Pulling back slightly, Ryan smiles down at me.

  “I’ve missed you, Princess.”

  “I’ve missed you too, Mr. Evans. How’s your mom?”

  Ryan lets out a breath before he speaks, “She’s taking the treatments like a champ but she looks exhausted. It’s just hard to see my mom sick, ya know?”

  “I can’t imagine,” I say, giving him a little squeeze.

  “Oh, that’s right your parents arrive tomorrow, don’t they?”

  “They do. I can’t wait to see them and be able to introduce you.”

  “Damn, I better be on my best behavior, huh?”

  “Haha, they’ll love you, just like I do.”

  “I hope so.”

  He gives me another long kiss then heads into the bathroom to jump in the shower, while we wait for room service. As I hear the water shut off, there’s a knock on the door, and I think to myself…perfect timing. The cart is wheeled in as Ryan comes walking out in a towel, that’s when the gentleman working for the hotel realizes who we are. All you hear is, “Oh, wow you are…” and then he stops and stares. Ryan reaches his hand out and introduces himself, as well as me. They chat for about five minutes before he makes his way to the door, and once again we are left alone.

  “He was a cool guy.”

  “Yeah, he was, and it was nice of you to offer him tickets to the race.”

  “Shit, before I forget, let me shoot off a text to my manager, so he can make sure there’s a pair for him at will call tomorrow.”

  At every race there are several booths that hold tickets for people, and there’s a sign for each booth. Some of them read: press passes, VIP passes, family/friend passes, or Ticketmaster, which means you paid for them but have to pick up there. The passes given from the teams are held at the booth labeled Will Call. You have to show photo ID to pick them up and the lines tend to be long.

  As he stands there texting, I just sit there staring at him…how could I not? The towel around his waist is set so low and tightly tucked, that the outline of his manhood is prominently visible. His phone rings just when he’s ready to set it down. He swipes his thumb across the screen and answers it. I believe it’s the same manager he just texted, he’s talking about something to do with an interview before the race with Racer X magazine. He throws a fry from his plate into his mouth as he stands there, staring back at me now. He has a devilish grin on his face while he says, “I’m sure I can convince her, sure set it up.” I narrow my eyes at him, smiling. What did he just agree to that involves me? He hits the red button on his phone, ending his call, and tosses it on the bed before walking over to me like a stalker.

  “What did you just get me into?”

  “An interview with me.”

  “And what makes you think I’d do it with you?” I ask, teasing him.

  “Princess, you’ll do it, and the interview with me,” he emphasizes the word ‘it’ as he places one hand on each side of me, on the arms of the chair.

  “Is that so?”

  “It is. Am I wrong?” he says, as he smacks my lips with a kiss.

  “Probably not.”

  “Probably?”

  “Ok, fine you’re right.” I push him away laughing as I get up, walking over to the tray of food. “And get something else on other than that towel, it’s distracting.”

  “Oh, you mean this towel?” he questions, as he comes up behind me, and taking my hand, he places the towel in it, then laughs and walks away.

  “Ryan Evans…what is wrong with you?”

  “Nothing, Kenna Brooks, I think I look perfectly fine, what do you think?” He turns and looks at me in nothing but his birthday suit.

  I shake my head at him, giggling like a schoolgirl as I take in the delicious sight before me. He throws on a pair of boxers as we both sit down to eat, and I can’t help but think that those boxers are just as distracting as the damn towel was. We talk more about how his mom and dad are holding up through all that’s going on, and when she’s going back to the doctor. He said he’s planning on being there when they find out if the treatments have worked or not, then he surprises me when he says; he wants me there too. I quickly respond that there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.

  We finish dinner and find ourselves lying in bed, snuggling as the sun sets and the night takes hold. I’m pressed firmly to his side and I love the way it feels, like I could stay here forever.

  “A penny for your thoughts.”

  “I’m just happy,” I state, as I glance up at him.

  “Me, too.” He smiles an honest smile.

  “I love you.”

  “I’ve never loved anyone more.”

  His arms tighten around me as he begins kissing me softly. Turning his body, I find myself under the weight of his, while his hands glide through my hair and his kisses grow more intense. I can feel him beginning to harden while his hips are locked with mine. Nothing is sexier to me than knowing I do can do that to him with just my kisses. He slips his hand under my shirt and begins teasing my breast with his forefinger and thumb, without ever removing my bra. Arching into his touch is something I can’t help. I want more from him…more of him.

  The way he moves is somewhat like art, his grace and tenderness makes me putty in his hands, but his tight grips and strong desires only make me want him more. As my clothes are shed one by one, he starts to kiss every new part that is exposed, and before I know it, I’m naked underneath the man I love. A new round of goosebumps cover my body, as he explores me in new ways he never has before.

  After connecting as one, we bring each other to levels of passion above and beyond what we’ve experienced before. Our sweat glistened skin shines from the moonlight as we lay in one another’s arms, catching our breaths.

  “Wow,” is all I can get out.

  “Yeah, wow.”

  Ryan continues to hold me as we slowly drift off to a deep satisfying sleep. There’s nothing in the world greater than falling asleep with the one you love.

  Ryan

  I’m under my tent and in eye shot of Kenna. Her trailer is just where I like it, diagonal from me. Watching her walking around in just her boots, pants, and I guess what the girls call a sports bra; makes parts of me stir with need for her again, even though it’s only been hours since our last encounter.

  “Hey there, you going to pay attention to what we need to get done, or are
you going to stand there gawking all day?” my mechanic asks.

  “Fuck you,” I say, chuckling at him.

  “Thank you, but you’re not my type.”

  The two of us go over my bike, checking what he’s done based after watching my practice. I think we’re set as I head in; I need to unwind and focus on something other than Kenna. Today I’ll be meeting her parents, after we get done with our interview, so I’m a bit nervous. Sitting down, I click on my practice to watch it one more time. I’m losing time in the whoops and I don’t know why. They’re not my favorite, but I usually can get through them with a bit of speed but tonight they seem to be kicking my ass.

  “Hey, Ryan, you up here?”

  “Yeah, Coop, what’s going on?”

  “Ansley wanted me to come over and see if you guys wanted to meet up after the race to go out, since everyone’s in town.”

  “Sure that sounds good.”

  “We figured we just hit the bar at the hotel since everyone’s staying there.”

  “Is Ans drinking again?” I ask laughing, thinking of her last run in with alcohol.

  “Good God, hopefully not as much as last time,” he chuckles back.

  “Dude, I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I’m happy for the both of you and glad it all worked out the way it should have.”

  “Thanks, but why the fuck are you so serious?”

  “Haha, I don’t know, maybe because I’m meeting Kenna’s family today, and I’m nervous as hell.”

  “Oh.”

  “Oh! All you got to say is OH? I’m stressing the fuck out and all you say is ‘OH’? What the hell, Coop?” I smile at him with a concern on my face.

  “You got this, parents love you. Ansley’s mom always loved you, probably more than me,” he snickers, hitting me in the stomach with the back of his hand.

  “I don’t doubt that, but seriously, I freaked the fuck out when I found out who she really was. What if her dad thinks I’m an asshole for it?”

  “Relax, I’m sure she’s explained everything to them, so chill. Smile your pearly whites when they get here and it’ll be fine, trust me.”