Juicy Rebound (IceCats 1)

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll ever stop thinking about it.”

My cheeks are full of color, I know they are, but they hurt from smiling too. “Don’t make a huge deal of it.”

He scoffs. “How can I not?”

“It’s easy. Don’t.”

“But I want you. I’ve actually always wanted you.”

I look up at him then. It’s not that I didn’t think he wanted me—I mean, I’m not naïve. He kisses me like he wants to consume me, but hearing him say those words rattles me. I take in a deep breath, and our gazes stay locked. “You do?”

“Oh, fuck yeah, I do.”

My heart is trying to come out of my chest, and I’m sure I’m about to pass out. My pussy clenches as I stay trapped in his gaze. My nipples go tight and hard, while my skin burns. Already, I’m ready to go, and he hasn’t even touched me.

“Do you think it’s a good idea?”

His eyes darken as he leans in closer. “I think it’s a great idea. What do you think?”

“I think it can be dangerous.”

He shrugs. “Good thing I like living on the dangerous side.” I perk my brow at him, and he smiles. “Remember, I married a crazy person.”

“So, you’re not the best at picking lovers?”

He grins. “Or I just had to go through some shit ones before I got to the real deal.”

How does he do that? Make me feel like I’m this amazing, worthy person? Doesn’t he see my flaws? I swallow hard because, man, I want him. I’d love to just say yes, go for it, yet something is holding me back. But why? I’ve lived in complete hell for years. If I want to sleep with him, who am I to hold myself back? I already can’t resist him, so why keep trying?

Because I don’t want to get hurt.

Or hurt him.

He reaches out, cupping my cheek in his hand. “What are you thinking?”

I swallow hard as I lick my lips. What the hell. “It’s going to be hard to get me out of this jumpsuit.”

“I’ll manage.” He takes my hip in his hand, pressing me into him. He’s deliciously hard—oh wait, that’s the cup. Is he hard? Shit, I need to know. I think we’re gonna do this. “Good thing for you, this loincloth comes off pretty quick.”

“What about the cup?”

“That will take a second.” My lips curve, and his eyes darken as he drops his nose to mine. “Want to get out of here?”

“Isn’t this your party?”

“I don’t care.”

“No?”

“Nope. I only care about you.”

Oh boy…

Chapter Fifteen

Chandler

I slide my hand down Amelia’s arm, lacing our fingers together. The hesitation is all over her face. It isn’t that she doesn’t want me; I can see that she does. No, it’s the future and whatever that asshole Drew did to her. I’m about to make all that go away. Or at least try.

I bring her hand up to my mouth and kiss it softly. “Even in a llama outfit, you are the most beautiful woman here.”

She isn’t convinced. “You just want in my jumpsuit.”

“While that is on the agenda, I’m speaking the truth.”

“There are half-naked women here,” she throws at me, but I shake my head.

“But all I see, want, and need is you.”

She inhales sharply. “Okay, you can get in my jumpsuit.”

“Yes!” I cheer, and she giggles as I bring her in, catching her laughter with my mouth. She deepens the kiss, and everything goes completely hard. I wrap her arm and mine around her back, pulling her in closer. My cock hurts up against this cup, and I need to let it out. I want to take her to my room, but there is no way I can do what I want with all these people in here. We need to go to hers. Now. We need to go now.

I pull back and kiss the side of her mouth. Without moving, I whisper, “We’re going to your house.”

“I figured.”

“Yeah?”

“I can’t make you scream here,” she says, her eyes as dark as a night sky as she looks up at me.

“You’re gonna make me scream?”

She nods, moving her lips along mine. “Yup, my name. All night.”

“I like the sound of that.”

She nips at my bottom lip. “I do too.”

“And we’re out,” I announce, taking her hand and pulling her through the party.

“I gotta text Shelli. Or find her.”

I’m desperate to get her out of here, but I understand her concern for her cousin. “Text her.”

She does so quickly, and then we head out. We reach the beach and she laughs. “You’re going to walk to my house like that?”

“Yup, gotta go.”

“What about when you leave?”

I square my shoulders and puff out my chest. “I’ll proudly walk back to my house.”

She giggles as we walk along the beach, and everything inside me is on fire. When we reach her stairs, I pull her in front of me, taking her mouth with mine. I slide my hands down her back to her ass, squeezing it as our tongues play.