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“Come inside of me?” she asks.
I nod eagerly, head thrown back against the headboard, as I watch her sink down on me.
“Fuck, I’m so hard. I’m so close. I just need you to take it, okay?”
Nodding in agreement, she bends her neck, bringing her lips to mine as she rolls her hips. Once. Twice. Three times.
It feels fucking amazing, but my body has this overwhelming need to pound into her.
Hands roaming, I grip her ass, helping her find the rhythm I need.
She whimpers, her lips moving to my neck as I work us together. Bending my knees, I fit us even tighter together, fucking her from underneath as I hold her in one steady position.
She screams my name, head thrown back, pinching her own nipples when her third orgasm hits, and this time when she comes, I’m right there with her. I spill inside of her, telling her how perfect she is, how much I want her, how good she feels.
I hold her warm body to mine, our heaving chests expanding and contracting together. She kisses me the whole time we come down and I swear to God, I’m a different person after it’s all said and done.
But she’s the one who voices my thoughts aloud.
“I had no idea,” she whispers between kisses, “it could be like that.”
I run two palms over her back, trying to keep her warm. “Me neither, Ken. It’s never felt like that before.”
Pushing her hair out of her face, I stroke her cheekbone, before my eyes are drawn to where we’re connected.
My cum is spilling out of her and dripping down her leg.
“I’m on,” she exhales heavily, “birth control. I should’ve told you that. And I haven’t been with anyone since—”
“Say another man’s name right now,” I cut her off. “I fucking dare you.”
She smirks, pressing her mouth back to mine. “Possessive.”
“You thought I was possessive before we fucked? I feel fucking unhinged now.”
All sorts of possessive thoughts run through my mind. How I want to mark her. Keep her. Fuck her until she forgets about the idea of ever leaving me.
And just like that, the question I was supposed to ask when I saw her screams at the forefront of my brain, forcing me to speak it aloud.
I’m still inside of her. She’s still rocking slowly in my lap.
“How did your interview go?”
Kennedy pauses, her accompanying sigh full of defeat. “It went... better than I could’ve hoped for.”
Well... fuck.
Chapter 28
Kennedy
Isaiah pulls up to an insanely beautiful house thirty minutes outside of the city. I know this house. I came here last year on a random summer night when I got drunk with Miller, Indy, Rio, and a sober Stevie.
Miller was just realizing she wanted to be with Kai more than she wanted to be on the road. Stevie was pregnant then, and Indy wasn’t quite yet.
And I... Well, I was still stewing over the whole Connor thing and entirely annoyed that when I got back to Kai’s house that night, his brother was sitting on the couch.
Little did I know, less than a year later, I’d be this fucking gone for the guy.
