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She laughed, sliding the palms of her hands down her cheeks. “God, you can’t call me that.”
“Why? You don’t like it?”
“I like it too much—that’s the problem.” Kendall’s hands went from her hair to her lap and back to her face. Her eyes focused on anything but me, and she was fidgeting so much that I took her hands in mine and held them still between us on the bed to ease her nerves.
“Hey. One-two-three, eyes on me.” When she looked up, she flashed me a grin, but my own smile began to fade. “Kendall, you don’t really want to risk losing your job. Not for me. I promise I’m not worth all the trouble this could get you into.”
“That’s where you’re wrong,” she said. “And I don’t plan on telling anyone. Do you?”
My mom’s “do I know my son, or do I know my son?” remark popped into my head. “No. I just don’t want to—” Her eyes were distracting me now, and I wasn’t even the one with ADHD. “I don’t ever want to be the cause for any turmoil in your life.”
“I think you’re underestimating the amount of turmoil you’ll bring to my life if you walk out of it now.”
I swallowed, deciding right then and there that I never would. Walk away from her, that is. No force on earth could keep me away from this woman. Letting go of her hands, I placed my palms on her knees instead and leaned in to close the space between us. And, with my lips on hers, I made a silent promise to never, ever let her go.
I eased her back onto the mattress, showering her with slow, tender kisses on the way down. And then, wanting to kiss more of her skin, I tugged on the bottom of her shirt until she got the message and helped me yank it over her head. With her hands in my hair, she whispered, “Is it okay to do this now? With her here?”
We touched noses. “If people were never intimate while kids were under the same roof, there’d be a lot more only children.” I kissed her along her collarbone.
“Right,” she answered, letting out a little giggle—which may have been a reaction to my beard tickling her skin.
But God—that laugh—it destroyed me. I brought my lips back up to her mouth, the only mouth I ever wanted to kiss, as I ran my palm over the pale pink lace of her bra. Kendall used both of her hands to pull my shirt off, and just as I lowered myself back down, there was a single high-pitched bark on the other side of the door that jolted me back to reality.
“Let me check on her real quick,” I said, fearing Finley was awake out there. But when I opened the door and peered into Kendall’s living room, Finley was in the exact same position, curled up beneath the blanket. She was even snoring, which was a good indicator she wouldn’t wake up for a while. The dog was standing on the back of the loveseat growling at something out the window. Trick-or-treaters, probably.
I turned back around and closed Kendall’s door behind me, locking it this time. She was standing between her bed and her dresser with a look of concern on her face. “Is she okay?”
“Yeah, she’s still out.” I slipped my hands around her waist and tried to pick up where we’d left off—kissing her in the crevice of her neck. It was becoming my new favorite place to kiss her because of the way it made her tremble with pleasure. “But listen,” I said between breaths. “Even though I said she could sleep through a freight train, we should still try to be quiet.”
“It’s easy for me to be quiet when my mouth is full,” she said, reaching for a scrunchie atop her dresser.
Her words didn’t quite register in my mind until her hair was pulled back and she was fumbling with the button of my jeans with a naughty grin. I cleared my throat. “Jesus.” My pants were unzipped and sliding down my legs before I could say anything else. Kendall tucked her fingers beneath the waistband of my boxers, dropping to her knees as she tugged them down, too. “Oh, you don’t have to—”
But she was already running her tongue along the length of my half-erect cock.
“Never mind.”
The way she giggled as she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock made me go completely hard. With my back against her dresser, I held her ponytail in one hand as she slipped her mouth over the tip. She wasted no time at all, bobbing her head up and down as she took more of me into her mouth with each pass—all the while applying the perfect amount of pressure with her hand.
“Fuck, Kendall,” I said, barely able to breathe. This woman was overqualified—she was about to bring me to my knees myself. I wanted to gaze into her eyes, but hers were closed—and as I looked down, I saw her free hand go into her leggings so she could play with herself. “You like this, don’t you?”
Her eyes shot open. “Mmmm,” she answered with a gargled hum, taking me even deeper into her mouth. Instinctually, I pressed my hand against the back of her head and pushed her even further onto my cock, essentially fucking her mouth. Kendall ate it up, too—quite literally—and I loved every fucking second of it.
But she was too good at this.
Too.
Fucking.
Good.
“Kendall, wait.” I yanked on her ponytail, and she got the message, pulling away to gaze up at me. Her bottom lip and chin glistened with drool, and her eyes were watering as she took a couple of deep breaths. “This feels so amazing—it really does—but I had something else in mind.”
“Do it, then.”
Damn, okay.
Her bra was off within seconds—followed by my shoes and the rest of my clothes. I yanked down her leggings and panties in one fluid motion, not bothering to slow down or apologize when I heard a seam ripping somewhere. I pushed Kendall’s naked body onto the bed horizontally and laid beside her, dropping my hand down to the warmth between her thighs. “You’re gushing,” I said, passing over her wet opening with one finger.
