Page 37 of Kissing Kayley
“How’s that feel?” I whispered against her lips.
“Like a damned good idea,” she muttered, slanting her lips over mine again.
I took my time, not even sure if I could get over like this, especially after our earlier encounter, but I enjoyed the way her breath gasped as she used me, rocking, grinding, her body clenching around me as every other thought in her brain drifted away until she was focused only here, on me, on us.
After a few minutes, she broke our kiss and tucked her head against the crook of my neck, one of her hands moving between her legs to play with her clit as she writhed on my erection.
I nuzzled her forehead and shifted my grip slightly to play with her left breast with my right hand. She gasped again, softly moaning while I rolled the tight peak between my thumb and fingers. Every gentle tug on it rewarded me with a flutter through her pussy that translated into pleasure for me, too.
“Get it, baby,” I whispered. “Give it to me.”
Lost in her pleasure, her eyes dropped closed as she desperately chased her climax. We’d done this before a couple of times, in deep bathtubs and in a private hot tub, but we’d never had a skinny dip in a lake in the middle of some of the most beautiful country I’d ever laid eyes on.
And never outside before.
I didn’t even care that I knew I wouldn’t climax right now, because watching her, feeling her—listening to her every sweet moan and gasp—fed my soul in ways I didn’t realize had been starving.
God, what could I give her in return for this?
I’d give her anything.
It didn’t take her long to reach the edge, her hand furiously frigging herself as she cried out, arching in my arms and her pussy clenching around my cock for so long and so hard that I thought I might be able to come from that.
But no, once she lay limply spent in my arms I remained there, holding her cradled against me and not dislodging my cock from her.
“Wow,” she whispered.
I smiled and kissed her forehead. “Wow is right.”
“Does that count as outdoorandfull-on water sex?” she asked, making me laugh.
“I think so. Twofer crossed off the bucket list, huh?”
A sweetly sated smile curved her lips as she trailed her fingers across my chest under the water, slowly drawing abstract patterns in the whorls of hair on my pecs.
“Yeah,” she said. “What about you?”
“What about me? I had fun watching.” I started walking toward shore, carrying her out of the water and laying her on the blanket. After checking my sidearm was still there, I stretched out beside her.
The sun had warmed the red and black blanket in our absence, and with the low humidity it quickly dried us as we laid there, me using our clothes for a pillow while she used me as hers.
Birds, the soft rustle of the treetops, and the occasional insect. Those were the only sounds around us.
I thought maybe she’d drop to sleep but she didn’t. She also didn’t speak, and I didn’t want to disturb her thoughts.
When she was ready, she would.
“Can’t dothisat Camp David,” she finally snarked, making me snicker.
“No, we can’t. I mean, wecan, but there’s too much risk of pictures, and I’d hate to see Leo charged with murder going after people who did that to you.”
She tipped her head back. “Just Leo?”
“Well, one of us would need to stay out of jail to take care of you and to keep Jordan from blowing up the world to save Leo. You damned well know not even Elliot could stop Jordan if that happened.”
Kayley dropped her head and laughed against my chest. “Jordan would, too. He’s a vicious little honey badger. Cute and cuddly, innocent looking. But I have no doubts that of the three of them he’s secretly the most dangerous. He might not be able to kick someone’s ass, but he could probably ruin their life in ways that would make them wish all he’d done was kick their ass.”
“True story,” I said.
