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Chapter Seventeen
Jensen
The carpenters are busy cleaning up their tools and inspecting their final product as I slip through the foyer and up the stairs. I’ve been here for about twenty minutes and haven’t seen her. It’s just after eight in the morning, and even though I need to get to work to finish up this project, seeing Kate is first on my list.
I reach the master bedroom and find the door closed. Without knocking, I slowly inch it open and peek inside. Even though the room is darkened from shades, there’s enough light filtering around the edges to make out her sleeping form in the middle of the massive bed. My cock already springs to life in anticipation.
It takes me only a few seconds to slip off the old worn cowboy boots I occasionally wear for work and approach the bed as quietly as possible. She’s tangled up in the comforter on her back with one leg sticking out, her hair a tangled mess against the gray pillowcase. A light snore slips from her open mouth, bringing a big grin to my face.
Very carefully, I lift the comforter and slide into bed. The moment my hand comes in contact with smooth skin, I realize she’s not wearing any pajamas. My cock jumps for joy as I trail a finger down her hip and around to her pussy. I’m moving before I can talk myself out of it. I worm my way beneath the blankets, enveloping myself in warmth and her feminine scent. Her arousal from the night before still clings to the sheets, pretty much ensuring I’ll be stone-hard for the rest of the day.
I position myself between her legs and run my hands along the silkiness of her thighs. She wiggles beneath my touch, but makes no other indication she’s awake. I smile as I lower my head the last few inches down to where’s she wet, my tongue sliding easily between the lips of her sweet, sweet pussy.
We both groan, hers in surrender and mine more primal. I go to work, licking, lapping, and sucking at her slick skin. Her hands dive into my hair, gripping my scalp, as she rides my tongue. I can tell she’s close. Like a man possessed, I pierce my tongue inside her pussy repeatedly until she’s rocking against my face, seeking the relief I’m promising. As much as I’d love to take my time, savor this moment, and taste every inch of her, I’m too addicted to feeling her come against me.
Pressing my finger against her clit is like the magic button. Kate detonates beautifully under me, my tongue buried deep inside her. I can feel her muscles contracting around me, and it’s all-consuming even more.
“You’re fucking beautiful when you come,” I whisper, sitting back on my haunches. “I’d wake you up every day just like this if I could.” I completely ignore the longevity suggested in my comment, not wanting to get into that topic right now, even though I already know how I want this to play out. I want her by my side for the rest of my life. I’ve always wanted her there.
Kate’s eyes flutter open, a satisfied grin on her plump lips. I can’t wait to kiss the hell out of them. Crawling up her body, I run my lips along her exposed skin, committing her sweet scent to memory. She squirms beneath my lips, but I keep going until they find hers. She tries to keep her mouth closed, mumbling something about morning breath, but I couldn’t care less. I need to taste her everywhere, and that includes her lips.
Her hand on my crotch evokes another low groan from my lungs. Kate strokes me through my jeans, making my eyes cross. “You seem to be up bright and early this morning,” she sasses, teasing my cock and my sanity.
I snort at her innuendo. “Funny girl. It’s actually well after eight, so I’m not sure it’s still considered bright and early.”
“It is?” she asks, her eyes darting to the alarm clock on the table. “My word, I haven’t slept that late in years.”
“You deserve it,” I tell her, running my nose along the side of her face. “Did you have fun last night?”
“Yeah. Your family is great. Plus, you know, after…” She strokes me with firm fingers as if to punctuate her statement.
“After,” I groan, my lips finding hers once more. “This isn’t what I came in here for.” It’s hard to peel my lips from hers.
“What did you come in here for then?” Stroke, stroke.
“I can’t think when you do that…”
“This?” Again, she strokes, and I’m about to blow.
“Yes, that,” I bite out with no venom in my words.
“I have an idea,” she says, shimmying as she worms her way down my body beneath me.
“I can’t wait to hear this idea.”
“Yoo-hoo! Kathryn, are you awake?” The words slice through the room, dousing my body like a bucket of cold water just as the insistent knocking dances on the door.
“Crud, is that Emma?” Kate gasps, releasing my aching cock. “I’m not even dressed.”
“Kathryn? I can’t find Jensen. There’s a problem,” Emma hollers, her knocking becoming louder and more adamant.
“Shit,” I mumble, jumping out of Kate’s bed. My legs tangle in the comforter, almost causing me to fall.
“Are you okay?” Kate whispers, wrapping the sheet around her naked waist.
“Fine,” I state, stumbling as I try to slip my feet into my boots.
By the time I get to the door, my jeans are bunched up around my calves and I’m pretty sure my boots are on the wrong feet. I open the door and slip out of the room, not wanting to give my aunt and uncle a peepshow of Kate half naked on her bed.
