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He’s watching what I do to him.
How I make him feel.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, baby,” he warns.
With a smile, I cup his balls, massaging them gently and bobbing my head up and down his erection. Salt teases my taste buds as I continue my assault. Licking. Sucking. Moaning.
I’ve given a few blow jobs. They’re not my cup of tea. At least, they weren’t. With Macklin, though? It’s different. More intimate somehow. It’s playful yet meaningful. Like he’s committing the moment to memory. Not because it’s hot––which it is––but because it’s me. It isn’t some random girl between his legs. It’s Kate. His Kate. His prickly little porcupine.
My jaw aches as I continue sucking him, so I lift myself off him, dragging my tongue along the tiny slit and licking him like an ice cream cone. With a soft groan, he tosses his head back but lifts it again as if he can’t help himself. As if he doesn’t want to miss a moment. So, I take him deeper, sucking harder as he slowly lifts his hips and matches my rhythm.
“Gonna come,” he growls, his breath hitching.
I continue my pace, over and over, before he warns, “Seriously, Kate, I’m gonna––”
Hot cum hits the back of my throat, and I swallow it greedily. Savoring it. Savoringhim.The way his breathing is ragged. The feel of his hands in my hair. I’m not sure when they moved there or how long he’s been tugging on the roots, but my hair’s a mess, and there’s water leaking from the corner of my eyes. It doesn’t matter. None of it does. Because I made this man break for me. And I plan to put him back together.
Yanking me off him, he drags me up his body and kisses me, tasting himself on my lips as he shoves his tongue into my mouth.
I moan, pressing my thighs together. He pulls away and grunts, “I think it’s your turn.”
My hair drags across his bare chest as I shake my head. “Nope. We wouldn’t want to disrespect Dan and Lily Winchester’s daughter, would we?” I grin and peck his lips one more time. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
As I slip out of bed, he holds onto my fingers, keeping me in place.
I glance over my shoulder and smile. “Yes?”
“Will you go to Rowdy’s again with me next weekend?”
“Do you even have to ask?”
“Okay.” He squeezes my fingers again as if he can’t help himself, then lets me go. “Miss you already, Kate.”
The stupid organ in my chest skips a beat, and I bite my lower lip to keep from grinning like a lunatic, though he sees right through it.
“Miss you too,” I murmur and sneak back to my room.
37
MACKLIN
Fucking gorgeous.
My eyes drag down Kate’s body as she leans against the doorjamb. It’s been another perfect yet uneventful week. And last night, we went to the LAU game. Sat with her friends. Hung out. Afterward, she came home with me, and we made love by the fire. The next morning, I dropped her off at work, promising to pick her up later for our date night at Rowdy’s.
And now, here I am. Nearly swallowing my tongue.
Long, curvy legs. Tight, dark jeans. White, flowy top. Gold necklace. Thick, black jacket. Dark, jet-black hair hanging down her back. Fucking gorgeous.
When I finally meet her eye, Kate grins. “Like what you see?”
“Mm-hmm,” I hum. “Only…you’re missing something.”
She quirks her brow and steps aside, letting me into her place. I offer her the box tucked beneath my arm.
As she takes it carefully from me, she questions, “What’s this?”
“What you’re missing.”
