Page 16 of The Interview

He made a sound that was almost a giggle. “Feels like you’re happy to see me.”

“I am.”

“And that we haven’t seen each other in a long time.”

“We haven’t.” I kissed my way up his neck to just behind his ear, nuzzling and nibbling until that giggle turned into a breathless moan. The food smelled amazing, but Kaylan was the only thing I was craving.

“So…I was thinking,” Kaylan started, the brown paper bag in his hands crinkling as his fingers tightened on it.

“Thinking is overrated,” I muttered as I worked my way to his jaw with the intention of seizing his lips.

“That maybe we could stick the food in the oven and reheat it later, because you need to fuck me first.”

My head snapped up, and my mouth fell open. Definitely not what I was expecting him to say. “Wow! Your thinking is not overrated. I take that back.” I snatched the bag of food from his hands and hustled to the kitchen, where I put it on the burners. When we needed to refuel, I’d heat the oven and place the food on a cookie sheet. For now, the important thing was returning to the sexy man in my foyer.

On my return trip through the house, I grabbed Kaylan’s hand and nearly dragged him up the old, creaking stairs to the second floor. His laughter followed us along the way, bringing a smile to my lips.

But the laughter stopped as we reached the bedroom, and I kicked the door shut. He was all mine.

We came together in a rush of hard, desperate kisses and frantic, grabbing hands. I only realized he was still wearing his wool winter coat when I shoved it to the floor, along with his suit jacket.

Kaylan reached skin first, only because I’d shed a few things upon returning home. He swallowed down my groan as those questing fingers found my chest. I loved the tremble in those hands and the frantic need as he straddled one of my thighs,grinding his hard cock into me as if he couldn’t stop his body from demanding relief.

“Arden,” Kaylan gasped as I got the front of his pants open and shoved a hand into his briefs. Wrapping fingers around that hard cock, I stroked it roughly once before rubbing my thumb across the leaking head. “I…fuck…want…want you inside me…so bad.”

A smile formed on his puffy lips while I ran my hand over his dick. “That’s the only place I want to be.”

“Oh thank God,” he exhaled.

I was happy to top or bottom, but there was something about Kaylan that left me needing to fuck him until we were both sweaty and boneless lumps in the bed.

I seized Kaylan’s mouth again in another kiss that sapped all thought from my brain. Probably because there wasn’t enough blood up there to run it. The poor thing switched over to instinct mode as my cock commandeered all the blood in my body.

We tossed clothes about or dropped them onto the floor in a growing heap as we stumbled onto the bed. Hot skin rubbed together, creating the most intoxicating friction. I captured Kaylan’s wrists and pinned them to the pillows, but that didn’t stop him. He wrapped his legs around my waist and lifted his hips, rubbing his dick on any part of me he could.

“Fuck you’re hot,” he said, his hooded eyes running along my chest to my dick, which was more than happy to stand up and preen at being noticed.

“Likewise,” I grunted. I released one hand and ran it along his chest, pausing to pluck on one nipple until he hissed with pleasure. Then I continued my course to his flat stomach and the elegant dip inside of his hip bones. My eyes locked on his face as I caressed him, watching the flush rise in his cheeks and lips part on a fractured pant.

Kaylan whimpered and thrust upward into my hand. “I can’t believe I just met you today. I wasn’t planning to do this…”

“This probably doesn’t help, but I don’t think this is going to be the only time I fuck you.”

The sexy man’s eyes fluttered open to view me through little slits. I let go of his dick and slid my fingers lower to just brush against his hole that tightened at my light touch.

“Really?” Kaylan gasped.

“Really. I’m going to fuck you. After we eat, I think I’ll suck your cock while we sit on my couch. Then we’ll go to the bedroom again, but I’m going to fuck you on the stairs. You might even need to spend the night so I can wake you up by sliding my cock into that tight ass of yours.”

A slow smile spread across his lips as if he were the cat who ate the cream. “When do I get to suck your dick?”

“Maybe you can suck my dick while we shower together tomorrow morning before I send you off to work with a sore ass.”

Kaylan shifted his hips, pushing his body toward my probing fingers, but I wasn’t about to penetrate him. Not without lube. I wanted to screw him senseless, but nothing in this world could make me risk hurting him.

“Yes.” Kaylan sighed.

“Yes?”

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