her was just that. A spark that would flair hot tonight and then burn out by morning. Talking about my time in the military was not part of the deal when I suggested dinner and my place.
Keva remained blessedly silent the rest of the way to my house. Once inside, I put her down and handed over the pig who’d somehow fallen asleep while I walked.
“Be right back.” I left her in my living room without even a chair to sit in. Several cardboard boxes kept her company while I headed to the kitchen to pick up the phone and dial for pizza takeout. Half meat lovers, half cheese in case she was some crazy ass vegetarian.
“You really are new in town, aren’t you?” Keva’s voice came from the living room the minute I hung up the phone.
I found her spinning around, taking in the house I’d rented, sight unseen. Bain had checked it out for me and given it his stamp of approval. That was good enough for me.
“Yeah. Moved here today, in fact.”
Keva spun back to me, her mouth making the cutest little “o” as she stared at me. “You moved here today, and you just spent four hours helping me round up cats, save a mini pig, and gave me a ride to the city?”
I shrugged like it was no big deal and it wasn’t. I didn’t have a job lined up yet so why not spend the day with a pretty girl? Keva’s eyes darkened and she didn’t take them off me as she sat the pig down on the ground. She bit her bright red bottom lip and that thread of lust that had been there all afternoon lit to an inferno.
“Keva,” I warned as she sauntered around me in a full circle, her finger tracing along my chest, my arm, my back, and around to my chest again.
She went up on tiptoes and whispered in my ear, “We have twenty minutes until the pizza is here. What can you do to me in twenty minutes, Linc?”
All the blood in every vein and artery in my body converged in my dick the very moment she took her lips away from my ear. I didn’t wait a single second to outline what I could do. I’d bet a hundred dollars I could get at least one orgasm out of her in twenty minutes.
Bending down, I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder in a fireman’s carry, hustling out of the living room and into my bedroom. Fortunately, I had a mattress on the floor. No sheets or a headboard, but at least her back would be against something soft when I pounded into her. She squeaked when she landed on the mattress, the noise turning into a giggle. I tugged on her boots hard, sliding them both off at the same time and tossing them over my shoulders. Next up were the jeans practically painted onto her gorgeous body. She lifted her hips to help me while piking up to whip her sweater over her head. She laid back in a black bra that wasn’t lacy or racy in any way, but even so, I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything prettier in this whole wide world.
“Fuck, Keva,” I grumbled out loud, taking her in and wondering how the hell I got so lucky on my first day in town. Looked like things were finally turning around for me.
“Yes, please!” she said enthusiastically and then giggled some more.
Remembering the time constraints, I grabbed my shirt behind my head and ripped it off. The jeans and boots could wait. I sniffed, smelling her perfume and the faint trace of her arousal that permeated the air. The growl that crept up my chest and out of my throat was unavoidable, born from years of pent up frustration. I shoved her knees apart far rougher than I should have, and I could have wept at seeing her bared before me. Fuck, I loved pussy.
Kneeling between her legs, I dove in, swiping up her slit and tasting her like a starved man. She gasped and squirmed, but I couldn’t stop or ease her into it. I buried my face between her thighs and lapped at her, using my chin, my thumbs, and my tongue to make her moan. Two seconds after I focused on her clit she let out a shriek. I settled a hand on her stomach to keep her from vibrating right off the mattress, not