cock in her hand and began to stroke his length. He kind of forgot to breathe because all he could do was watch the way her hand slid up and down on his shaft, her thumb rolling over the crest, teasing so softly he thought he might die from it.
And then she leaned over, tilted her head to look up at him and smiled in the most wickedly sexy way, right before she took him in her mouth. His cock disappeared inch by inch into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue swirling over his flesh as she took him to heaven with torturous licks and sucks. He tensed up and grabbed hold of the couch cushions to keep from blowing his load right then and there.
He breathed heavily, lifted up to feed more of his cock into her mouth and leaned forward to grab hold of her hair—one, to keep it off her face, and two, because he had to be able to see the beauty of her mouth moving, to see what he was feeling.
It was good. So damn good. And he was about to lose it, because she had taken him all the way in, and he was going to come.
“Hannah, I’m gonna come.”
She kept working him, though, reaching under to massage his balls with one hand and using the other to stroke the base of his cock. And there was nothing he could do to stop the explosion now, because he was there, his body jerking in hot spasms as he came with a groan and a hard shudder.
He fell back against the sofa and lay there, utterly useless and completely satisfied. Hannah kissed his thigh, climbing up his body to press a kiss to his neck and then his mouth.
She licked her lips and smiled at him. “Be right back.”
He nodded, only vaguely aware of reality at the moment. His pants were still around his ankles, and he wasn’t even sure what time it was, or what day it was. His brain had gone into a fog.
Eventually, he managed his bearings and got up, got dressed and went into the guest bathroom to clean up a little. When he came out, Hannah was in the kitchen going through her purse. He went over to her and turned her to face him.
He planted a long, deep kiss on her lips, then said, “Thank you for that.”
“Oh, it was my pleasure.”
“Definitely mine, too. Are you sure I can’t return the favor before we go?”
She patted his arm. “I’d love that, but maybe later, because my stomach is telling me I’m hungry.”
He couldn’t argue with that, so they got in his truck and headed a few miles down the road to a restaurant. Hannah ordered a mushroom and spinach frittata, and Kal decided he wanted the standard bacon and eggs, along with pancakes.
When the food arrived, Hannah snagged a bite of his pancake.
She shrugged. “I needed something sweet.”
“You need the extra carbs and sugar after that morning cardio workout.”
She laughed, then slipped a piece of her frittata onto his plate. He scooped it up and ate it.
“That’s good. I’m gonna have to make one.”
“Always experimenting, aren’t you?”
He shrugged. “I like food. Experimenting with new recipes is fun.”
“Maybe I should have you come over and make me dinner on your days off.”
He took a sip of his juice. “I’d love to.”
“I was joking.”
“I wasn’t. I’d be happy to cook for you and your family anytime. Just say the word.”
She stared at him across the table while she ate.
“What?”
“You’re just . . . unique, Kal.”
He grinned. “Yeah? That’s good. I like being unique. I mean, besides my incredible good looks and all.”
Now she rolled her eyes at him. “Never mind. I take it all back.”
He laughed, and they went back to eating. But he couldn’t deny her compliment felt good.
After their server cleared their plates, she asked, “So what’s on the agenda today?”
“What would you like to do? I’m game for anything.”
“Actually, there’s an exhibit at one of the museums I’ve been meaning to catch. I know it might not be something you’re interested in.”
He shrugged. “What kind of exhibit?”
Her phone buzzed, so she held up her hand and looked down at her phone, then frowned. “It’s Oliver’s school. I need to take this.”
He waited while she answered the call.
“Okay, what happened?” she asked. “How badly is he hurt?”
Kal’s stomach tightened. He motioned for their server and got up to pay the bill.
When he came back, Hannah was by the door.