“Is Kitty your real name?” he asks as we wait in line.
“Yes. Why?”
“I figured it would be Katherine or something like that.”
“Nope, just plain ole Kitty,” I say, shaking my head.
“There is nothing plain about you, Kitty,” he whispers in my ear from behind. “I can’t wait to get you completely naked, spread out on my sheets.”
“Do we really need ice cream right now?” I ask, fanning myself. There is nothing I want more than to be naked for him. With him. Under him.
“We do. You should experience the joy that is ice cream,” he says, a little too wickedly. It makes me wonder what he’s going to do with that ice cream.
Since I have no idea what to order, he orders a pint of chocolate and vanilla twist and pays for it. Before I know it, we are at his house. It’s definitely a bachelor pad, but it’s him.
“I love your place,” I say, looking around.
“Thanks. It’s a transition house. I am having one built out in Bedford County.” He says as he puts the ice cream in the freezer and comes back to where I am standing.
“Is that far from here?” I ask, not knowing the area well. My tour of Nashville has consisted of two very different streets: one downtown and the other on the outskirts of town.
“Nah, it’s just in the next county over.”
“Ah,” I say, even though I have no idea where he’s talking about.
“I take it you aren’t from around here then?” he asks, kicking his shoes off. I do the same. He reaches down and takes his socks off. We haven’t moved from the doorway yet though he shut and locked the door.
“No. I just moved here from Ohio. My sister and I are still looking for a place.” All I can do is stare at him. He’s so… handsome doesn’t seem like a strong enough word.
“Your sister?” Next, he takes off his jacket and drops it on the floor.
“Yeah. She already works for you. Her name is Keelyn.”
“Your sister is Keelyn?” he asks, chuckling. Next, his shirt comes off. My mouth drops open. He’s covered in tattoos. I didn’t get a chance to see that before. I quickly recover; I don’t want him to think that I am a total idiot.
“Yes. Why are you laughing?”
“My brother is obsessed with her.” That bitch, I can’t believe she didn’t tell me anything about that part.
“Oh, my God, is your brother Kieran, the jerk?”
“Yes. That must be his medieval knight name, though.” Now, his laughter has moved to downright belly laughs, and I can’t help joining in. As our laughter dies down, his pants come off, followed by his boxers. His dick is huge. I know I felt it, but feeling something and seeing it with my own two eyes is different—something in the room shifts. The air is hotter, or maybe it’s just me, but he’s looking at me like he wants to eat me. I whip my dress over my head so that I am as equally naked as he is. He has my panties, and I don’t need a bra, so I just stand there and let him look his fill.
He moves closer to me then picks me up. I bury my face in his bare chest, breathing him in. He carries me up the stairs like I weigh nothing at all, then he deposits me on my feet by his massive bed. It’s then that I see the alarm clock on his nightstand.
Have I really known this man for less than two hours?
Chapter Four
Kellen
I want to explore every inch of her body with my cock, hands, tongue, and fingers. Bare before me; I finally understand why men go to war for the love of a woman. She’s not only gorgeous, but she’s sweet and funny. She gives just as good as she gets to. I move toward her, and she falls back on the bed. I grin as I move over her. I kiss her lips before moving down her body, kissing her neck, chest, belly, and finally, her pussy. I slide two fingers into her and suck her clit into my mouth. I pump my fingers in and out of her while she writhes and moans above me. She grips my hair and pulls it tightly as she comes on my face.
Slowly, I pull my fingers out of her cunt and move back up her body. I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my lips, before shoving my fingers into her mouth. She sucks on them, and I can’t help imagining my cock in her mouth, but there’s no time for that right now. I move into position, her legs wrapped around my waist, and thrust balls deep into her. My balls hit her juicy little ass with every thrust. Her tits shake too. Her pink nipples are hard and rub against my chest when I lower my torso down onto her further. From this position, I can wrap my fingers lightly around her delicate throat. I can feel her wild, erratic pulse under my fingertips. I squeeze her throat gently, but she doesn’t stop me. Instead, she moans deeply.