Juicy Rebound (IceCats 1)

He nods his head as he looks away. A silence stretches between us, and when his hand lands on my shoulder, I jump slightly. Our gazes lock, and he smiles. “I hope she does.”

My stomach clenches at the thought of her loving me, and soon a grin covers my lips. “Me too.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Amelia

I’m shaking with anticipation.

I stand by the window with my phone to my ear, and Sadie is standing beside me, her paws on the glass as we look out it. We’re waiting for Chandler to come home.

“Where are you?”

“I’m coming,” he laughs.

“Not fast enough.”

“Ha! That’s what she said.” He laughs hard as I make a face.

“Yes, I did say that.”

“Amelia, really? Michael Scott?”

I shake my head, even though he can’t see me. “I don’t get it.”

“For real? Well, hell, you’ll be lucky if we get to bed since we have to watch all of The Office now.”

I scoff. “Please, I want you, and I will have you.”

He chuckles. “Mm, you want me?”

“Ew, I’m right here!” Nico complains, but I don’t care. I’ve missed Chandler so damn much, and I want him. I want him badly.

“So badly. I’ve been wet since I knew you landed.”

“Mm, can I taste?”

“I think I just threw up in my mouth.”

It’s like I can’t even hear Nico. I groan loudly. “Yes, if you hurry.”

“Turning onto our road.”

Our.

We’re playing a dangerous game, and I’m throwing all caution to the wind. I bite my lip, and when I see Nico’s red sports car pull up, I throw the phone down and rush to the door. My body is on fire, and I feel my pussy clench as I watch him step out of the car, his eyes landing on me. I run down the steps, Sadie on my heels.

The biggest grin comes over his lips as he moves his head from side to side in appreciation. “My girls.”

I get to him first, jumping into his arms. Apparently, Sadie has the same idea. He laughs loudly as he holds both of us in his arms, kissing me as Sadie licks his face eagerly.

“You guys are disgusting. Like a pathetic Hallmark movie.”

Chandler feels like a Hallmark movie. He’s someone so unreal that, surely, this can’t be happening, but it is. He’s mine. I was never excited to see Drew when he got home from a road trip, but it’s way different with Chandler. So different. He’s impossible, but I have him in my arms and his mouth on mine. When Sadie wiggles out of his arms and jumps around us, he laughs as he kisses my nose. “Hey.”

“Hey,” I gasp, stroking my fingers along his cheek. “I missed you.”

“I missed you,” he says softly, his eyes burning into mine. “Want to get inside?”

“Yes, before I start humping you here.”

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“The neighbors would.”

“Rude,” he says roughly against my lips as he carries me toward the house.

“You forgot your bag,” Nico calls, but Chandler’s mouth is busy with mine. “Okay, call me when you want to come pick it up.”

Chandler makes sure Sadie is in the house before he shuts the door and sets me on my feet. Our eyes meet, his dark and hooded, as he presses me into the door, grinding his thick, magnificent body against mine. Our lips meet, the kiss long and drawn-out as I push his jacket off his arms, letting it hit the floor.

We part for only two seconds to pull his shirt up and over his head before I run my nails down his defined chest. His fingers go to work on the buttons of the shirt I’m wearing as I undo his pants, pushing them and his underwear down his hips, allowing his hard cock to spring up at me. My shirt hits the floor, my bare breasts making him moan loudly. My mouth waters at the sight of him as his fingers caress my taut nipples.

I take him by his hips as I drop to my knees. I watch him as he presses his palms into the door and I take his cock in my hand. I lick the tip first, and his eyes fall shut as my name rolls ever so softly off his lips. I run my tongue up his shaft slowly, dangerously, as his cock throbs against my mouth.

“I can’t handle you.”

A kittenish grin overtakes my lips as I draw him into my mouth, sucking him deep into my throat. I gag a bit when he hits the back, but I refuse to stop. I hold the base of him as I move up and down his cock. His groans are music to my ears—the only sounds I’ve wanted to hear since the last time I saw him. If I’m honest, they’re all I want to hear.

“Nope, nope, nope,” he chants before he pulls me off his cock. Laughter bubbles out of me as he shakes his head. “If I come, I’ll be worthless. And I have been dreaming of that sweet pussy of yours. I want it in my mouth.”