The Lyon's Cub Caitlin (Lyon The Next Generation 1)

She was one of the first out the door, eager to see me I bet, followed closely by her sister. “Where are the boys?”

“Practice!”

“Catalina you’re riding with us. I’ll let the driver know.” I walked over and told the woman behind the wheel of the school bus what was going on and headed back to the Ranger.

I kept my eyes peeled the whole time and we made it home without incident. Again we had dinner with the family, which I found myself rushing through because I knew what laid ahead. I had to cool my jets though because I didn’t want to give myself away.

We’d gone by the house today to fix the door and Mancini had chewed me out for not activating the security the night before, something I promised him never to do again.

After dinner I helped her clear the table and told her mom and dad that we were going to take a ride. “Speaking of rides, by the way Kat I know the car is in the garage. Where’s that old man, is he still here or he flew out somewhere again?”

“He’s still home, he won’t be leaving for another week.” I don’t know and don’t think I want to, what the smile on his face meant. I took Caitie’s hand and we walked out the door to the Ranger. “You drive since you’re going for your test tomorrow, you need the practice.”

“Is that what we’re doing? Driving around?” I grinned at her sad face and kissed her once I’d strapped her in. I walked around to the passenger side and got in. “For a little bit sure.” She headed out to the abandoned lot where I think all teenagers in this town have learned to drive.

I let her do her thing for about half an hour until I was sure that she would be fine before taking the wheel. She was tense in the car, not knowing what to expect. I hadn’t touched her all evening, except for a kiss hello and then again when I put her in the car and they were both lukewarm to say the least.

When I drove onto my street she didn’t say anything but I heard the change in her breathing. And when I pulled into the garage and closed the door she looked over at me. “Wait here.” I went inside and turned off the inside cameras leaving only the eyes and ears outside.

I wasn’t expecting any trouble but with her in the house with me I wasn’t taking any chances. I went back to get her from the car and brought her inside. She stood in the doorway for the first few seconds before I lifted her and sat her on the kitchen island.

I didn’t go right for the lips even though I wanted to. I started off by moving her hair back behind her shoulders, soft touches, intimate touches that got her going. The mark on her neck was fading; it needed attention.

I licked the spot before sucking her flesh between my teeth, caging her in with my arms but not touching her anywhere else. I listened for the hitch in her breath and the tremble in her body before moving on. Today I’m going to take her a little further.

“Give me your lips.” She turned her head and opened her lips to mine and I sank in at the same time I ran my hand up her thigh. She was wearing a cute little summer dress that came down to her knees but wasn’t too tight for me to have free range.

“Open!” She was getting ahead of herself trying to rush me because she remembered the feelings from the night before, but there was no rush; we had two hours to play. “You want my finger again?” She nodded her head and tried to hold onto my tongue.

“Come closer.” I helped scoot her ass to the edge of the counter and fed on her tongue again, teasing her with my fingers along her thigh, getting close to her heat and drawing away. I wanted her full participation, wanted her to tell me, to ask me to give her what she wanted.

‘Tell me!”

“Touch me!” She tried pushing herself harder against my hand as I pulled the crotch of her panties aside and looked down between her thighs. “Pretty!” She blushed again, something I want her to get over so she can relax and enjoy. All in due time.

I slid my finger inside her going slow. “Can you feel that?” She nodded her head and looked down at my hand.

“Answer me I want your words.

“Yes, yes I can feel it.” I gave her more and worked my finger in and out of her slowly while teasing her mouth with my tongue.

“Pull down the top of your dress.” There were three little buttons there, which she undid and pulled the dress apart. “Now your bra.” She fumbled to unclasp it while I still moved my finger in and out of her.