I pressed my elbows into her thighs to keep her legs spread. I dipped in and out of her pussy. Drinking her in.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I. Can’t. Be. Quiet.”
I grinned, watching her come undone. I sucked hard on her clit as my fingers pumped in and out of her. Her juices flowed as her orgasm hit.
Her muffled cries filled my ears. Her body stilled and I sat back.
“Damn, girl.”
She giggled. “Are you sure you have to leave?” She pouted. “I want more.” Her eyes were on my cock.
She had no idea how much I wanted more.
“Later,” I promised.
Finding ways to be together was ultimately more complicated with Grayson around, but I just had to get creative. I had to remember to lock the doors. I had to make sure there was background noise.
And when I could, I needed to use sitters like Lisa.
Being a single dad didn’t mean I couldn’t have more Kaitlyn. There were more logistics to figure out.
“Baby, I’ll see you at the office. I’m taking Grayson with me. Lisa is coming over to pick him up for a few hours so we can get ready for the party.”
She smiled. “And then?” She climbed toward me like a sex panther.
“You know exactly what I’ll do then.” I hopped off the bed. I had to leave this bedroom or she’d trap me in the sheets the rest of the day.
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
I unlocked the door and checked the hallway. Time to work.
30
Kaitlyn
“Where do you want all these flowers, Kaitlyn?” Cal called from the tailgate of his truck. He and Lance were loaded down with more cast-off wedding decorations.
Sasha had dug deeper into her mother’s storage building and found a luau themed wedding box. I only wished I had time to snap a picture of the guys in their cowboy hats and tropical flowers.
“Can you guys drape them on the edges of the pool fence?” I was trying to help the DJ with the sound system. I pointed to the entrance gate to the pool.
“We’re not decorators, but we’ll give it a try.” Cal clumsily started twisting the purple and orange silk flowers along the railing.
Sasha was in a deep conversation with Hank about the food. We were keeping it simple with some barbecue and an assortment of finger foods. People weren’t really coming for the food, but it wouldn’t be a true luau without a roasted pig on the menu.
I had put everything on my credit card—a minor detailed I hadn’t yet discussed with Cole. I told him I would take care of everything and it wasn’t important enough to bother him with deposit funds. Hank was floating us the kegs until I could pay him back after the luau.
I watched my new friends scurrying around, putting the finishing touches on the party. The Dune Scape guests had already started emerging from their rooms. We had been able to corral them on the beach most of the day, but now that the DJ had arrived, they were ready to be a part of the action. I didn’t have much time before the other vacationers.
“Sasha, I’m going to get changed and I’ll be right back. Do you have everything under control?” My question was mostly rhetorical.
“I could throw a wedding in my sleep—it’s hereditary.” She laughed and I thought I saw a look of panic flash across Cal’s face. “Go get ready. We’ve got this.”
“You’re the best. Oh, and can you light the tiki torches?” I noticed there were twenty more in place than when we started setting up.