Tackling Love - Kathleen Kelly Page 0,26
sex tape.” More laughter bubbles up and out of me.
“I didn’t really. And Skye? That’s what parents are for, to encourage and believe in their children. But in my case, you are perfect, always have been.”
“Laying it on a bit thick now, aren’t we, Dad? You’re still my favorite person.”
“As I should be, but I’m happy if Colt comes in a close second.”
I can hear the teasing tone in his voice, and this short conversation has eased my mind. Dad is right. If they don’t know what kind of person I am, perhaps I don’t need to work there?
“Okay, Dad. And I promise to think about coming to see you, especially if my suspension lasts.”
“Let me know, and I’ll put the money for flights into your account.”
“No, Dad, you’re not doing that, but I will let you know.”
“Willful child. Are you going to be okay?” Dad asks with concern in his voice.
“I think I just needed to hear your voice. So, yes, I’m going to be fine.”
“Good. Talk soon?”
“Yeah, Dad, talk soon.”
COLT
It’s late, I’m headed to Skye’s place. She sounded weird on the phone, and she said she had something she wanted to talk to me about. It’s never a good sign when the woman you’re involved with wants to talk. I’m not worried, things between us are good. I feel a connection with her unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.
Life is fantastic right now. No, it’s better than that. I’m playing well, I have Skye, and everything feels like it’s falling into place. Tonight I’m in the Jeep as it’s easier to lug all my equipment around inside the rear of it.
When I knock on Skye’s door, she answers in a black, lacy, sheer negligee which hides nothing. I take two steps inside, grab her around the waist with one arm, and push the door shut with the other. Our lips meet, and my body instantly responds. I’m hard and aroused at the sight of her in such a skimpy outfit.
I wrap my other arm around her, and with lips locked, I carry her into the bedroom. Skye has candles lit all around the room, music playing, and as I place her on the bed, positioning myself over her, I feel satin sheets.
Rising up on my elbows, I smile down at her. “Sugar, if this is what you mean by talking, we can do it all night long.”
A small smile plays on her lips. “This is to soften you up.”
“It’s having the opposite effect,” I growl as I crush her mouth to mine.
I place a leg between hers, and she grinds into me.
Skye breaks the kiss. “Colt, one of us has too many clothes on, and it’s not me.”
I smirk, nod, and climb off the bed.
Skye goes up on her elbows, staring at me with lust in her eyes.
Reaching down, I grab the hem of my shirt, and Skye says, “Slowly, I want to look at you.”
Trying to be sexy, I do a dance, and with deliberately slow moves, I pull my shirt over my head.
Skye giggles uncontrollably.
Undeterred, I slowly undo my belt, then pull it out of its constraints with what I think is a sexy stripper move. Folding it in half, I snap it in front of her as I wiggle my hips. Skye reaches out and takes the belt from me.
“No pain only pleasure tonight.”
“Pain can be pleasure, sugar.”
Skye grins. “True, but not tonight.”
I trail a hand down my chest, over my abs, and undo my jeans, slowly pulling the zipper down. I turn around, shake my ass, and bend over. Skye’s hands grab my ass cheeks, her lips feel hot against my lower back, then her hands move around to the front and rub my cock.
I grab her hands and turn back around. She’s sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread. I drop to my knees then push her backward. As I kiss the inside of her leg, Skye emits a long, sexy sigh. Licking, biting, and teasing, I make my way to her vagina.
“Sweet Jesus!” moans Skye, her voice is ragged with excitement.
My tongue circles and plays with her clit, and then I suck very gently. The noise she makes is telling me she likes it, so I do it again and again. Skye’s knees are bent, she grabs onto them, arching her pussy and grinding into my face.
“I need more,” demands Skye.
I stand, remove my jeans, underwear, and shoes all in one swift movement. “Tell me what you want.”
“I