Come Hot (Club Silken #2) - Jerrie Alexander Page 0,27
be an emergency.” I put Kayla down. “Wait for me on the bed and don’t start without me.”
“You might want to put him away.”
“Fuck.” I slide my dick back inside my underwear and send her up the stairs. I laugh when I hear her giggle.
I jerk open my door, ready to chew some ass, and Zack wobbles past me. “What’s the emergency?”
He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Emergency? This is my last night as a free man and you ask me that? You fucking forgot to meet Silder and me at the bar. Didn’t you?”
“Yeah. Something came up.” It’s the truth, but I feel like shit for letting him down. “I’m sorry, buddy. You’ve already had too much to drink. The best place for you is at home.”
His eyes narrow and he looks past me, eyeing the dining room table. “Who’d you cook for?”
“Never mind that. How did you get here?”
“Slider drove me. He’s waiting downstairs.”
I turn my head so I can see the panel on the stove. “It’s barely after eight. You must have started early.”
“And we called but you didn’t answer.” He looks around me. “Who’s upstairs?”
“Go home, Zack. You have to get up early in the morning. Morgan will cut off your balls if you show up at your wedding looking and smelling like a drunk.”
“Fine. First, tell me who’s waiting for you upstairs.”
“Good night.” I wrap my arm around his shoulder and escort him to the door. “Get some sleep. I’ll call you early tomorrow morning. You know I’ll come over and drag you out of bed if necessary.”
“Because I’m getting married.” Zack is grinning like a fool. This is a side of him I’ve never seen.
“Yes, you are.”
I put him in the elevator, and he gives me a half-drunk quirk of a smile. “You always have my back.”
“Always in time of war when bullets are flying, but I’m not getting between you and your woman. I value my balls too much.” The doors glide closed, and I waste no time getting to Kayla.
I stop at the top of the stairs and take a mental picture of the woman sleeping in my bed. Naked and curled up, her hair is spread across the pillow. I think she and I both forgot the wedding is tomorrow. Maybe I should wake her up and take her home, but I don’t. Instead, I shed my underwear and ease into bed, careful not to disturb her. I pull the comforter over us and turn out the light.
I wake to sunlight streaming through the window and find her head nestled on my shoulder. Her breast pressed into my side, and her arm’s stretched across my stomach. One of us must have been too warm because we’re uncovered to our waists. I carefully push her hair off her face and watch her sleep.
She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Asleep, she’s almost angelic looking. I like her. She’s passionate, funny, and adventurous as hell. My cock responds to her nearness. That hand on my stomach moves, making soft strokes on my skin. Her eyes blink open and a smile graces her lips.
I kiss her forehead. “Good morning.”
“I did it again. Didn’t I?” That hand slides lower.
“You do seem to fall asleep right before I plan to fuck you until you can’t walk.”
Her small hand grips me. “You’re so big I can’t wrap my hand around you.”
“As long as your mouth, pussy, and ass can take me, I’m not too worried about your hand.”
Kayla lifts on her elbow and her eyebrows draw together. “I’ve never had anal sex before but I’m pretty sure you won’t fit.” She strokes me until I’m hard as a rock.
“I’ll fit, and I’ll make sure you enjoy it.” I roll over on top of her, spreading her legs, touching her, pulling some of her juices up to her clit, and giving it a gentle tug. “You’re already wet.”
“I like waking up like this.” She wiggles her hips under me. “I hope you plan on fucking me before I have to go home. Sir.”
“I love that dirty mouth of yours.” I quickly slide on a condom and then slide into her an inch at a time. “Is this what you wanted?”
“Yes.” She tugs at my hips.
I seat myself to the root inside her. We set a leisurely pace with me going deep and her rising to meet me. Her gaze never leaves mine until I feel her stiffen and a small spasm ripples through her.