Dirty Work - Regina Kyle Page 0,11
that I’m not the only one feeling this crazy chemistry between us. When she speaks, her voice is a notch lower, huskier than before, confirming my not-so-scientific hypothesis. “You’re saying you don’t work all the time?”
“I work hard.” I lean in suggestively. “But I like to play hard, too. Did Brie tell you that?”
“Not exactly.” Ainsley wraps her fingers around the neck of her Gatorade bottle, which, naturally, has me picturing them fisting my semi-erect cock. “Just that on the rare occasions when you’re not working, you like to play the field. I think she was trying to warn me away from you.”
I’ll have to remember to kill my sister when she gets back from the left coast. But right now I’ve got more pressing concerns. Like my dick pressing against my boxer briefs.
“Did it work?”
She lifts the bottle to her lips and takes a deliberate, slow sip, almost as if she’s stalling for time, not sure whether she wants to continue our verbal foreplay. Because make no mistake, that’s what this is. And both of us know it.
“Did what work?” she asks finally, setting the bottle down.
“Her warning.”
With only inches between us, I find myself noticing new, intriguing details about her. The spray of freckles across the bridge of her nose. The gold flecks in her blue-gray eyes. The silvery glint of a stud in her tongue. And here I thought she couldn’t be sexier. Just the thought of her giving me head, that little silver ball flicking against my shaft... Damn. It’s almost enough to make me shoot my load.
She lifts her chin defiantly. “I’m here, aren’t I?”
Completely tossing what little good sense I have left into the goddamn trash can, I reach out and trace her lower lip with my thumb. To my surprise, she doesn’t pull away. Instead, her lips part, giving me another glimpse of that sexy stud. The need to kiss her, to suck her tongue into my greedy mouth and play with that naughty piercing, is overpowering. I don’t even try to fight it this time, lowering my head to hers.
“What are you doing?” Her words come out on a whisper, her warm breath dancing across my thumb.
“Kissing you.” I slide my hand to the back of her head, anchoring it in place. “Unless you tell me to stop.”
“I should.”
Her ponytail is a distant memory now, and my fingers mesh into the silky strands of her free-flowing hair. “Give me one good reason.”
“Roscoe.”
“Sound asleep.”
“Your sister.”
“Thousands of miles away.” My gaze drops to her parted lips, plump and pink and practically begging for me to make good on my promise. That fucking stud provokes and entices me, making my already stiff cock impossibly harder. If she walks away from me now, I’m going to have to take the world’s longest, coldest shower just to be able to walk straight. “Is that the best you’ve got?”
A deep blush colors her cheeks and her eyes darken to a midnight blue. She puts a manicured hand to my chest, freezing my breath in my lungs. “You haven’t begun to see my best.”
“Show me,” I demand when I’m able to breathe again.
She hesitates, then leans in, brushing her mouth over mine in a move that’s more tease than kiss. But I’m not letting her get away that easy. Now that I’ve got her where I want her, I want more than a taste. I want that pierced tongue tangling with mine. I want her teeth nipping at my lips. I want her arms around me, her chest smashed against mine, her fingernails digging into my back.
Like that pain in the ass chick in Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory, I want it all. And I want it now.
I bury my fingers deeper in her hair and stand, moving so fast I kick my stool over. It lands with a thud on the hand-scraped hardwood floor. Roscoe stirs but thank fuck doesn’t wake from his sleep of the dead. Even if he had, it wouldn’t have mattered. I’m not getting cockblocked by a damn dog.
“You call that a kiss?” I ask, wedging my leg between hers. “This is a kiss.”
I lower my head and slant my lips over hers. The kiss starts as a slow burn. I tease her with soft nips and light licks, stoking the fire, building up to the inferno I know is only moments away because there’s no way I’m going to last longer than that without losing control.
She moans into my mouth and wraps