Page 15 of Sugar Squared

For a torturous moment, I pulled my hands from her to unfasten my denims, shoving them down enough to free my dick. In the next instant, I lodged my hands beneath her ass and lifted. Stepping back, I sank onto the padded bench, pulling her into my lap. Light in the windows shimmered behind her, glinting off her hair, hiding her eyes.

“Oooh, I like this.” She wiggled, all naked curves and soft places. “I’ve got you under my control now.”

I grinned, but dragged her head down for another kiss. I couldn’t stop kissing her. I wanted to drink from her and suck her into me until every bit of her belonged to me. But she wiggled again, moving until she’d folded her legs back to sit atop my thighs, her hands on my shoulders and a smirk of a smile on her lips.

Her tits were too close to resist, though, heavy and round and swaying with her sexy movements. Pure temptation. She overflowed my hand, and I squeezed her gently, loving the feel of her softness in my palm. With her position on my lap, all I had to do was lean forward to take her into my mouth. The puckered bud of her nipple pushed against my tongue, and I rolled it back and forth until she arched into me.

My thoughts blurry, I groaned around her delicious tit. My heartbeat throbbed in my cock, putting a tremble to my hands even as I leaked pre-come in my too-tight jeans. My thoughts narrowed, and while every part of me wanted to be inside her, the need to take care of Rae overrode my lust-filled brain.

“I love how you touch me, Kyle.” Her words cascaded over me and I savored her praise. She shuddered in my arms when I scraped my teeth gently over her sensitive nipple, my hands kneading and loving her. She cupped her hand behind my head. As if I’d want to pull away. “Oh crap, I like that.”

My breath ragged, I dropped back against the wall and fumbled out my wallet to find a condom. I’m a lucky bastard, ‘cause sure enough, I found a little foil packet tucked inside. “Rae, baby, sweet Sunshine, I gotta confess, this condom is probably old as shit.”

She grins at me. “Not getting much action, Hoss?”

“Not that I’d need to dig a condom out of my wallet like some dumb kid getting lucky in the back of a car.”

She slanted me a dark look and I straightened up. “Not that there have been any women lately.”

Her eyes narrowed.

“Or ever, really. None. I’m just naturally sexually skilled. No woman existed before you.”

She laughed, the sound dancing over my skin. “If that thing is old and breaks, am I going to be infected by all these non-existent women?”

“No, Rae. I’d never risk something like that. I’m safe, promise.”

She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine. “Me, too”

And then her hand covered mine and we rolled the thing over my dick. Her soft hand had me pushing up to feel more of her and she obliged, wrapping her fingers around me. With every fiber of my being, I craved the feel of her skin to skin. Maybe next time.

But the next best thing, she pushed up on my thighs, and with her hand still on my dick, she guided me to her soft, wet opening. She sank onto me with exquisite slowness and I was helpless but to watch. My dick slid into her, her pussy parting, spreading, welcoming me into her warm, perfect heaven.

She moaned, low and breathy, wrapping her hand around my neck as she started to move. Rae rolled her hips, lifting and sinking over me with a rhythm that ravaged my control. My fingers dug into the fleshy softness of her hips. I wanted to drag her hard and heavy down onto me, but I gritted my teeth and let her set the pace.

Our movements quickened and I grunted with the force of our connection. I gripped her ass, my fingers digging as I encouraged her undulating dance in my lap, reveling in the silky wet slide of my dick in her body. My balls tightened up, my skin burned, fire lashing my spine, and I was just a heartbeat away from exploding into her.

“Rae, my sweet Sunshine, you need to come, baby. Now, come now, baby.” Did my words even make sense? I buried my face in the sweet space between her shoulder and her neck, her tits rubbing against my chest, her fingers digging into my neck, the straining muscles of my back. Sensations everywhere, an inferno burning away my control.

Squeezing my eyes closed, I fumbled between us, my thumb finding her clit and rubbing in awkward circles as she rocked against me, but in another moment I was rewarded by her gasping cries. I sucked in a breath, opening my mouth against her sugar-scented skin to bellow my own satisfaction. Then her pussy clenched around my cock, tight and pulsing and wet, and the sound of our bodies sliding together in perfect synchronicity sent me over the edge.

“Kyle, Kyle, Kyle.”

My name echoed through the dark caboose, a brilliant chant on her lips, the perfect accompaniment as I pumped my release into her. Shuddering, I wrapped my arms around her, clutching her tight against my chest, still connected in the most intimate way a man can be connected to his woman.

I’d never let her go. The certainty settled into me, firm and unquestionable.

Raelynn Kennedy belonged to me. End of story.

Chapter Seven

Rae

Hossheldmyjacketand somehow a feeling of shyness whispered over me as I zipped myself up. Could I be any more ridiculous? We’d just shared an intimacy of the highest order, but somehow him helping me dress was what was gonna bring some latent shyness to the fore?

He latched his hand around mine and guided us out of the caboose. His warm grip encased mine, swallowing my smaller hand up just like the man had swamped my senses. Yeah, I was floating along in a post-orgasmic high, sure, but I’d never felt so close, so touched, so treasured as I felt walking alongside Kyle Hossman. I didn’t want the feeling to end.

“You never said, did you get dinner?”

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