Come Hot (Club Silken #2) - Jerrie Alexander Page 0,48
“God. Is it in? Are we done?”
“Almost.” His free hand slides forward and strokes my pussy. “You’re soaking wet. I think your body will like it even better after it adjusts.”
I moan as Nick spreads my juices up to my clit and rubs in circles. “Finish. Please.”
“Try to relax.”
The burn gets worse, but I push hard against the intrusion. “Nick.” I squeeze my eyes shut. “Is it in?”
“Yes, and it looks beautiful. The flared end is all I can see. Give me one minute and I’ll have you cleaned up.”
Nick washes and dries my bottom. He takes my hands and holds them while I straighten up. His face is radiant, and he hauls me against him.
“My chest is about to split wide open with pride. I’ve never met a woman who could control her muscles like you.”
“It burned like hell for a few seconds, but I’m okay now. It feels weird.”
“Your scent says you enjoyed that at least a little.”
“I did.” I feel my face burning but his fingers and that plug have me so turned on I can’t deny it. He runs his fingers through my pussy.
“I think my little sub deserves a reward.”
Suddenly my feet are off the floor as he carries me to the breakfast bar, pushes up my skirt, and sits me on the edge. The plug makes itself known. It’s uncomfortable but the burning has stopped.
“Your pussy juices are just too tempting.” He licks me, spreading my juices upward, and then goes to work on my clit.
“Nick!” I almost jump off the bar. I grab his head and pull him in close.
“Ride my face.” He plunges two fingers inside me and pumps them in and out.
“Yes.” I have his head trapped so tightly against me it’s a wonder he can breathe but I can’t stop. I feel my orgasm take over and slam into me. For a minute I’m not here, I’m sailing on air. I’m at peace. He stays with me until my arms drop limply. “Oh my God. I’ve never come so hard.”
“I’m glad it was with me.” Again, he cleans us both up and then helps me to stand.
“Me too.” I pull his head down and he kisses me. “It’s a good thing this outfit resists wrinkles. Sorry if I almost smothered you.” I fan myself with my hand. “I keep getting bolder and bolder around you.”
“Bold looks good on you.” His arm slides around my waist.
“If I had panties on, I wouldn’t feel like that plug is going to fall out.”
His chuckle makes me smile. “It’s not going anywhere, but we are. It’s time to go.”
Nick opens the door and holds it for me then scans the lock. We ride the elevator to the ground level, and I see the limo waiting for us. The driver is leaning on a fender. This isn’t the first time I’ve seen him, but today I take a good look at him. When he sees us, he stands and smiles. He’s not only gorgeous, he’s familiar.
“Good morning.” He nods, opening the door.
I have to ask. “Do I know you?”
“I wouldn’t use the word know, but I drove you and your friends to the club wear store.”
“Kayla, meet Taylor Horne. Taylor, this beautiful creature is Kayla Britton, and she’s mine.”
Both men laugh as I slide into the limo. There’s no way to ignore the plug in my ass. I shift in the seat a couple of times. Thank goodness this isn’t an overnight trip.
Once we’re on the road I remember even more. “Chels was totally intrigued with Taylor. He didn’t say a handful of words, but she was ready to climb up front with him.”
Nick’s laughing when he pats my knee. “You’re aware Taylor can hear you. I didn’t think there was a reason to close the divider.”
I shake off a hint of embarrassment, scoot forward, and pat the leather back of the driver’s seat. “Taylor, forget everything I said.”
“No problem. I thought she was gorgeous. And out of my league.”
“Bullshit,” Nick fired back. “Taylor drives for us on occasion but he’s also close to earning his masters in finance and business management. Nobody is out of his league.”
The rest of the trip to the airport is fairly subdued. Taylor leaves the main drag and drives around to some hangers off to the side. He stops in front of a small office.
“I’ll be here when you two get back. If the time changes just send me a text.”
“Will do,” Nick says. “Sit tight. I’ve got the