Kyle, Jack and Ryan - LeAnn Ashers Page 0,31

on him and knowing that I put it there.

I can’t resist the urge to spin in a circle so he’ll get the full effect.

“You like what you see, darlin’?” I tease, cocking my hip to the side.

He licks his lips seductively. “Love what I fucking see.”

Well damn, I love that response. He walks to me. I don’t move, I don’t breathe, I just wait to see what he does next.

His hand drifts up my arm, fingers trailing. “You are the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on.”

My eyes burn and I reach out to grip his shirt in my hands, just needing to touch him some way.

“I’m going to kiss you.”

“Yes please,” I whisper breathlessly.

He ducks his head and I stand on my tippy toes, wrapping my arms around his neck, and our lips meet in a fever of emotions.

Full of passion, full of want and so much more.

It’s like for the first time in my life, I’m coming home.

His lips move over mine in a way that can’t be explained in words. It’s the kind of kiss that will stay with me forever and nothing will ever compare. Nothing will ever compare to him.

He is claiming me, all of me.

I want it all.

I want everything he will give me.

His hands move, cupping my face fully, holding me tenderly. He slowly pulls away and looks at me, his eyes staring deep into mine.

“That was your last first kiss,” he says, completely serious.

I believe him.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t think that this is special. Even if he isn’t meant to be in my life forever, he was meant to be in my life.

“Okay,” I whisper. He smiles sweetly, ducking his head to kiss me once more on my forehead.

Forehead kisses mean so much more. They promise respect and safety. Right now in his arms, I feel so safe and cared for.

“Ready?” He pushes my hair over my shoulder, his fingers drifting softly over my skin and coming to rest at the back of my neck.

More than ready, I think in my head, but I reply, “Yeah, honey.”

His nose flares at me calling him that. I have to admit that I love that I affect him deeply with just a few simple words.

He locks the door behind him and we walk to his bike parked in front of the house. I loved riding on the back of his bike with him.

I loved seeing all of the women stopping dead in their tracks at the sight of him. He is pure perfection and right now he is all mine.

He slides on, his jeans cupping his ass tightly and showing off the most glorious bubble butt. “Has anyone ever told you that you could bounce a dime off your ass?”

His shoulders shake as he laughs silently. Then he licks his lips and tries to be serious. “I can’t say that anyone has ever told me that.”

I take his hand and allow him to help me slide in behind him. My hands drift down his sides to the top of his buns, squeezing slightly. “Now you know,” I purr in his ears.

“You’re fucking trouble. Better be careful, baby. You’re playing with fire.” His hands reach back, wrapping around my thighs and pulling me to him hard, my front flush against his back, my pussy pressed against his butt.

And he says I’m trouble.

He starts the bike and it vibrates under me. I try not to cry out. My hoo-ha is sensitive right now because she’s demanding some of Jackson.

Jackson tilts his head back, “Enjoy the ride, baby.” He winks and revs up the bike, causing my pussy to tighten.

Oh fuck.

He starts down the driveway, and I lay my head against the small of his back and pray that I don’t orgasm on the back of this bike.

The main gate opens and he takes off on the main highway. I shake as I try to hold onto him and enjoy the sensations.

Closer and closer.

All of a sudden he pulls off of the highway and moves behind a building, away from everything.

“What are you doing?” I ask once he shuts off the bike.

“Get your ass off of the bike and take off your pants, now,” he demands, his powerful thighs gripping the bike as I slide off.

I shake as I do as I’m told, half needy and half nervous as to what he is doing.

I watch him watching me as I slowly take off my pants and panties in one swoop,