Sticks (Black Addiction #2) (18 page)

That noise was enough to snap whatever sanity I had left, pissed off we weren’t completely naked yet and that she’d be only using my length to get herself off. That wouldn’t do. My hand, my mouth—all of it would have to get a turn first and then when I was satisfied she had come hard enough, I’d give her my cock.

I grabbed her, pulling her close and wanting to get closer. That bra that was doing a sensational job of framing her tits needed to burn,
burn
right the hell off her so I could get at what was underneath. And I would burn right along with it because my hands on her skin weren’t getting enough.

“Fuck, Kenzie.” I tore at the snap at the back, the piece of shit clasp not strong enough and coming apart in my hand. The damaged scrap of lace getting tossed to the floor as I moved my mouth to her naked tits. “I’m so fucking hungry for you, I can’t see straight.”

“I want . . . I want . . .” She tried twice unsuccessfully to finish her sentence as my tongue swirled around her tits, her pink peaks getting extra attention as I sucked on them hard.

“Anything, tell me. I’ll give it you.” My car. My house. My balls. All were on the table ready for the taking.

“Touch me, everywhere.” Her hand moved between her legs, sliding in between her panties. The show-and-tell not needed as I made quick work of destroying that piece of lace too.

“Shit.” She moaned as I tossed what was left of her panties on to the floor.

My hands fumbled with my fly like a virgin with zero motor skills, my finger coming off second best against the bite of my zipper. Care factor remained zero as I toed off my boots and wrenched off my jeans. The whole process only took two minutes, which was exactly two minutes longer than I’d wanted.

“Touch me,” she moaned reaching out and palming my cock through my boxers, the bastard getting harder in her hand to show his appreciation.

Like a blind man trying to read the word of God, my hands were all over her like my life fucking depended on it. Which was partially true, because if I stopped at this point I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t stroke out. My fingers at war as to which place they wanted to go. Her tits got the attention first.

“Joey.” My name on her lips with a desperation that almost made me come.

While my hands and mouth had been on her before, my brain kicked into overdrive that the playtime hadn’t been long enough. Nope. She needed to be appreciated and I didn’t think I’d properly proven my point. My mouth suddenly annoyed that it had to leave her tits in the first place went to them in a dead run, my lips wanting to curl around the tight pink peaks that were calling to me like a fucking beacon.

I wasn’t gentle, my tongue hitting her skin drew out a moan and a shiver, I wasn’t sure I hadn’t already got her there. Not that I would stop, continuing my assault on her skin until she was liquid. Her hands locked around my head were the only encouragement I needed to keep going as I continued my little tour south.

“Yes.” Her back bowed off the bed as my hands and mouth moved over her stomach, the rounded warm skin goose pimpling under my touch. My journey not even close to being finished.

“God, I want to go down on you so fucking bad.” I barely recognized my own voice as I caught sight of the soft pink skin between her legs.

“Do it.” She arched, throwing her head back.

Her legs parted, welcoming my mouth as I booked my one-way trip to the Promised Land. Her hot core was already drenched by the time my lips reached it, my fingers begging to be part of the tag team.

It was too much.

All it took was one pass of my tongue, her heat coating me instantly as I lapped her. Like she’d suddenly jammed pins into an electric socket, Kenzie’s body jacked up off the bed, bringing the action closer to my mouth. The constant streams of “yes” all I needed to hear.

I couldn’t stop. I wanted more, needed more, her taste on my tongue magic as I stretched her out with one of my fingers. It wasn’t enough, her body bucking against me as I added another, her breathing becoming so rapid I wasn’t sure I should keep going.

My cock strained against my boxers, trying to find the ejection handle, no longer happy at being contained. My free hand reached down and pushed the boxers down past my hips, my legs doing their best to help the cause as I kicked my way out of them. My dick jerked as the cold air hit my exposed skin.

Blood roared in my ears as I tried to slow down and be gentle, but it was no use. The unrelenting assault of my mouth and fingers made her explode within minutes, her core contracting around me in tiny pulses. Her back hit the mattress, sated and lax as the satisfaction of a job well done sent a shiver right down to my cock. The bastard was desperate to take over, disappointed he hadn’t been in the first string.

“Kenzie, I need to be in you.”

No shit, Sherlock.

I’d barely got the words out as I scrambled up the bed, her body underneath mine still shaking as the last echoes of her orgasm rang through her. My length filled her in one, long stroke. My intention to make it slow obviously got lost in the translation as I pulled out and pushed into her again. Her slick center so ready for me, I had to fight the urge to come.

Oh, hell, no. I gritted my teeth refusing for it to end in forty-five seconds, no matter how fucking good it felt. There was no way I would finish, at least not before I made her come again.

“Yes.” She grabbed my ass and thrust me forward; getting me in so deep that every inch was buried inside her.

Her fingernails bit at my skin, digging into my ass. The sting juiced me up further as I thrust into her as hard as I could.

“Like that?” I gritted out through clenched teeth, hoping like fuck I wasn’t hurting her. If she had wanted gentle, I had failed miserably. My body pistoning as she continued to squirm underneath.

“Yes, harder. Yes like that.” Her voice halfway between a shout and moan as she clawed at my back.

“I can’t get enough.” My hips continued to thrust as my arms locked on either side of her body so I wasn’t crushing her. My weight on her frame obviously not a concern for her as she tried to pull me back.

“God, you’re beautiful.” I gave up trying to fight her hands, grabbing her knees and got just a little more leverage. The slight change in angle enough to send her into orbit one more time, her pussy gripping me like a fist as she screamed out my name.

“Shit, Kenze. I need to come.”

It wouldn’t have mattered how much I wanted to prolong it; I had lost all control. Chasing me down like a motherfucking typhoon, the force knocking me so hard my arms and legs gave way under me.

“Holy shit. Yes, yes.” I couldn’t stop, pumping into her as my cock jerked, filling her with my load as I smothered her with my body.

“Yes, that feels so good. Yes.” She held on tight, stopping me from pulling out, her legs wrapping around my ass in case I hadn’t gotten the hint.

Which was when I realized.

No condom.

“Ah, fuck.” I cursed out a breath as my head fell into the crook of her neck.

“No, no it’s fine.” Kenz’s fingers knotted in my hair, a small chuckle traveling up her throat. “We weren’t weird after sex the first time; we will be totally fine this time too.”

Yeah, not what I had been worried about.

I lifted my head, her beautiful eyes completely devoid of any concern. “That’s not what I meant. Kenzie, I’m not wearing anything.” My head tilted down toward our bodies in case she needed a visual cue.

“Oh.” Her mouth formed an O as she got up to speed. “Condoms seem to be a problem for us.”

“Yeah, we don’t have the best track record.” More like fucking terrible. “I’m sorry, I should have asked.”

There wasn’t a doubt in my mind I had a clean bill of health. I kept myself checked out and other than with Kenzie, I’d been wearing condoms religiously for years. Which is a conversation we probably should have had a while ago, but it got pushed to the side. I didn’t expect her to know all of that, or trust that shit was all fine and dandy. It was a dick move—literally—to go in bare without her permission.

“You can only get me pregnant once, Joey.” She laughed, shifting below while I was still semi hard inside her. “I think most of the damage was already done.”

“That’s not what I meant.” I grinned, thankful she didn’t go all
Call of Duty
on my ass. Let’s face it, she was entitled. “I want you to know I don’t make a habit of this. I mean, other than you. That had been a first for me in a really long time and tonight, well I obviously lack any sort of control whenever I get anywhere close to your pussy.”

Honestly, I was powerless against it. The stats didn’t lie.

“Joey, it’s no different than anyone else’s.” She rolled her eyes, completely clueless as to what she was saying.

“Kenz, you saying that proves you have no idea what you’re talking about.” Seriously, fucking clueless. “I could fucking live in there, buried in its magical treasure forever. So, no it’s
not
like anyone else’s.”

“That’s really creepy.” She screwed her face up in a grimace not appreciating my pussy worship.

“Just embrace it, babe. There’s no fighting it, trust me.” I laughed, slowly pulling out of her and rolling to my side. My cock was already limbering up in case there was a round two.

“Also,” I cleared my throat not wanting to throw a spanner in the works now she was acting normal. Last thing we needed was for her to go back to ignoring me. That wouldn’t fly a second time. “We need to address the elephant in the room.”

“I overreacted.” Kenz rolled to face me, her cheeks still pink from the sex “I don’t even know why I did it.” Her words came out in a rush before I’d had a chance to respond. “But I saw you, and you were being all sexy. And then you
kissed
me and threw me off. I was trying to stop myself from being weird because it had been my idea to keep it platonic.” She continued to babble barely pausing for a breath. “See, stupid. I don’t know what came over me. Maybe I was wrong about the hormone thing because tonight I felt like a cat in heat.”

Silence.

“Yeah, that’s not what I was asking about.” I grinned, happy to hear what had been on her mind but not really needing the run down.

“You
weren’t
going to ask me why I gave you the cold shoulder?” Her eyebrows arched like it would have been the only logical question.

“Well, no.” I admitted, praying I didn’t stick my foot in it. Honestly, it could go either way. “Not because I don’t give a shit, but because you seem fine now, so obviously my cock fixed whatever the problem was. He’s good like that.”

“God, Joey.” Kenz’s fingers squeezed the bridge of her nose. “You really are making me rethink this.” Her head shook slightly before it turned back to me. “So. Tell me. If it’s not about me being weird . . .”

“No.”

“And it’s not about us having sex even after we agreed we wouldn’t . . .”

“No.”

“So, what?” she asked, completely bewildered.

“I mean the bet, which you obviously lost.”

Not to be an asshole, but I had sort of said she would cave before me. Which she did when she begged me for sex. Not to say it wouldn’t have been me. Lord knows I’d been tempted to beg before, and after seeing her in that dress—I would have spent the night on my knees.

“Um, I don’t recall saying anything
remotely
close to the agreed term.” She narrowed her eyes; probably annoyed I’d called her on it.

“Fucking semantics, Kenz and you know it.” I pointed at her, unable to hide my grin. “
You
wanted sex.
You
lose.”

“You started it,
you
plied my body with all of
that—
” She waved her arms in front of my chest. “So there was no way I would do anything but ask for it. This was your plan all along so it doesn’t count.” She tipped her chin defiantly.

“I did no such thing.” I scoffed, wondering how the fuck she was pinning it on me. “And what the fuck does all of
that—
” I mimicked her hand action over my chest. “—mean? I didn’t hypnotize you with my cock.” Pretty cool trick if it were possible, but it wasn’t. I knew this because if it
were
true, we would have had sex the day I met her, and
not
months after.

“So we have a stalemate then.” She folded her arms across her chest, which pushed up her boobs. I tried not to look because if I did, I would have agreed to anything.

“Which means, what?”
Keep your eyes on her face, keep your eyes on her face.
“We’re still allowed to jerk off, right?”

“Would you have had sex with me if the answer would have been no?” She tilted her head as she waited for me to answer.

“I would have given up jerking off just to kiss you tonight.”

The words came out of my mouth before I’d had the chance to change them. Call me a pussy, but it was the absolute truth. That kiss would totally have been worth keeping my hands off the snake for a week.

“Why do you have to go and be so sweet?” Her face softened into a smile before giving me a pop in the arm with her fist.