“God, Kensie, you just couldn’t be hotter.”

She didn’t pull away as I pushed my cock against the tight puckered hole. I wasn’t going to do more than tease her, and she seemed pleased with the idea. She pushed back, taking in more of me as I flicked and teased her pussy with my fingers. The tip of my cock was wedged snuggly against her ass, and my body was shaking with wanting her.

“Come for me, baby. Then I’m going to fuck you long and hard.”

A soft moan rolled off her parted lips, and she moved her beautiful, round ass against me, taunting me, and, all the while, writhing against the hand I held between her legs. Her fingers clutched at my arms and she held me tightly as she moved over my hand, each time her ass taking in more of my cock. I had to grit my teeth against the sheer pleasure of it.

Her grasp on my arms tightened, and she cried out as her pussy squeezed tightly around my hand. The skin of her neck and shoulders was flushed pink from the orgasm and the hot water.

Kensington softened in my arms, weakened by it all. She closed her eyes and floated in the water as I pulled my hand free. I turned her body to me, and she gasped and opened her eyes as I carried her out of the water. Her body shivered as the cool air hit her wet skin. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. I pulled a condom from the pocket of my pants and led her to a chaise lounge.

I pulled her beneath me on the lounge and covered our bodies with a towel. I leaned down over her still wet body and kissed her as I slid inside of her. “I will never have enough of you, Kensie. Never.” I started slowly, but after the erotic ass play in the hot tub, I couldn’t hold back. It took me only seconds before my muscles tightened and my cock splintered into a million pieces as I came inside of her.

I scooted next to her and wrapped the towel tighter around us. The sun was just warm enough and our bodies were still flushed from sex.

Kensington pressed her face against my chest and sighed. “This is nice. I think I could just fall asleep right here tucked next to you on this lounge. I don’t know when I’ve ever felt this relaxed with someone. Thanks for inviting me here, Cole.”

“The pleasure is definitely mine.” I squeezed my arms around her. I was still reeling with the whole idea that I’d finally found someone, someone who I could see myself with. Now I just had to make sure not to, as Jude had warned, do anything to fuck it up.

Chapter 19

Kensington

Callused fingers brushed over my breast, and I opened my eyes into the dark room. Cole’s warm breath fluttered against my cheek as he spoke, his deep, smooth voice getting lost in the quiet of the house. “No way I can stop touching you and wanting you if you’re going to keep making those honey sweet sounds in your sleep.”

His words sent a frisson of excitement through me. His voice, his scent, even the sound of his breathing was already becoming heartbreakingly familiar to me. Wrapped in the dark room and plush warm comforter with his hard, hot body next to me, I stretched my arms back in a luxurious yawn. The shadows in the vast room were just becoming discernible as he leaned his head over me and kissed my breast. I arched my back toward his mouth as his tongue flicked across my nipple.

My hands were still above my head resting on the pillow. He took advantage of my submissive position by grabbing hold of both my wrists, pinning them together. His free hand explored my body as he held my hands captive against the pillow.

He pushed back the comforter, and a discernible shiver went through me as the cool air in the room tickled my naked skin. “Got you. Now I can have my way with you,” he growled with a laugh.

My giggle drifted into the cavernous room. “As opposed to all those times when I’ve been fighting off your lascivious advances.”

“Lascivious?” He lowered his mouth next to mine. “You know how hot those long, complicated words make me, you erotic little, teasing poindexter.”

I wriggled with laughter in his grasp. “I’ve been called a few choice things in bed, but never a poindexter. And, not surprisingly, I like it.” The last words came out as a whisper as he silenced me with his fingers caressing the folds of my pussy. My legs fell open, and I lifted my hips to meet his touch.

“God, you’re so wet, baby, makes me want to fuck you right now.”

My mind was already like pudding as his dirty words rained down on me. He held my wrists securely above my head as he caressed every inch of me. It’s what I wanted. I couldn’t see myself denying him anything, this man who made my heart race and who could magically stimulate every nerve in my body with just his dirty words.

Surrounded by darkness and unable to move my hands, I could do nothing but enjoy the sensations his touch created. His thumb rubbed my clit as he slid two fingers inside of me. It was as if all the energy, all the heat in my body had accumulated in that one place, between my legs. I squirmed to meet the pressure of his touch, but he kept control of my hands. All the while, even with my eyes closed, I could feel the heat of his hungry gaze on my body, watching me as he coaxed me easily to an orgasm.

“Yes, please.” My voice was ragged and quiet as my pussy held his hand. I was still in a delicious fog when he released my hands and climbed on top of me. He slid his hand under my ass and pushed my pussy higher as he nestled between my thighs. The spasms in my pussy hadn’t yet subsided as he impaled me. The intense sensations flowered inside of me again, making me come a second time. My hands now free, I held tightly to his arms as he slammed into me again and again, rocking the mattress and smacking the headboard against the wall. He was wild with need as he held me securely beneath him, rocking hard and fast against me and causing my tender pussy to ache sweetly with each blow.

He kissed me hastily, roughly almost. “Fuck, you have to be mine, baby. I want you,” he growled against my mouth. The muscles in his arms went rigid beneath my grasp, and his body tightened as he came.

He dropped down next to me, pulled me against him and yanked the covers up over us. We lay there in the quiet of the dark room as our pulses slowed to normal, only I was fairly certain my pulse would never return to normal as long as Cole was near.

His deep voice broke the silence. “I’ve got to tell you, Kensie, this thing we started, this thing between us is as unexpected as it is fucking amazing.”

I curled against him, and in the warmth and protection of his arms drifted back into a dreamy sleep.

Chapter 20

Cole

Between work, motorcycles and horses and Kensington’s volunteer time at the equestrian center, we didn’t, as far as I was concerned, have enough time together. It was the first time I’d ever felt that way about anyone.

We were starting our Saturday together at a freestyle motocross contest. Denver and Rodeo were competing, and I was there to watch and learn. I’d already had plans to watch the contest but wasn’t completely sure Kensington would be up for it. But I’d forgotten how damn cool she was. She was even excited about it.

We’d had what could have been called autumn for about three days, but now we were back to the sun beaming down on the parched California earth with no clouds or breeze to soften the blow. Most of the stands were filled with a sea of fitted hats, sunglasses and the usual FMX cluster of fans.

We’d found space on a bench just two beer bellied, bearded guys from the bleacher steps. Max and Bobby were decent enough seat neighbors, friendly and not shy about checking out Kensington. We’d only seen the warm-up, and already, Max, clad appropriately in a pair of loose-fitting, ass-crack revealing sweat pants, had been downing nachos and hot dogs as if today were the last day on Earth that they’d be serving food. Bobby was a little more subdued on the food chowing, but he said fucking hell a lot.