Kennedy cut neatly into her pancakes and ate a bite. “Hmm.” She ate another bite and the smile broadened across her face.
I realized I was staring when she looked up, as if aware of my stare, and ran her tongue over her lips. My eyes followed the movement, entranced.
Focus. Focus. Focus.
There were more important matters at hand than the idea of her on her knees.
Kennedy placed her fork in her mouth and slowly pulled it out. Her eyes were on me. “Not quite what I wanted, but it’ll do. I guess.”
I knew the answer, but I wanted to hear her say it. “What did you want?”
“You.”
I scratched at my neck, keeping my composure. “Thought it wasn’t your thing?”
Kennedy gave an innocent shrug. “Guess you can say I developed a taste for it.”
Just for me. “Good to know.”
“You should’ve let me do it,” Kennedy continued, bringing up her offer at the shop.
While I liked that she was willing and wanted to do it, ironically, my head wasn’t there.
“Next time,” I insisted.
Kennedy smirked. “?‘Next time.’?”
She took a glimpse over her shoulder, looking around at the front of the room and those behind her. When she came back to me, I couldn’t read the smile on her face. The mischief in her eyes. But I couldfeelher energy.
One moment she leaned on her right side, and then her left, doing a little shimmy. Next, she bent forward, reaching under the table and coming back up.
Before I could question what she was doing, she was handing me something over the table balled in her fist. On instinct I knew it was her panties.
I froze as I accepted them in my hand, finding them wet.
Kennedy stood from the table, stopping at my side and whispering in my ear, “Maybe you’ll change your mind.”
She walked off toward the restrooms without a look behind her.
I caught a man a few tables over watching her walk away, checking out her ass. He noticed me and tipped his head, and I scowled at him. He quickly went back to his meal.
As if I needed a sign from the universe, Fabolous and Tamia’s “Into You” came on. The melody ringing in my ears like a bell.
I studied the mesh lavender panties in my hand for a moment more before springing up and going after Kennedy.
Inside the women’s restroom she was leaning against the sink, waiting with a cheeky grin on her face. “Took you long enough.”
There was no sense of self-control left in me. I was too hard to think straight or reason about the risk of what I was about to do. Ineededto be inside her.
My hand on her throat took Kennedy by surprise as her mouth fell open. I backed her against the door, my eyes zeroing in on those lips.
Click.
Shestill had sense left to lock the door.
I leaned close, nipping her bottom lip with my teeth.
“Ugh.” Kennedy groaned and caved against the door.