Page 62 of Reckless Kisses
“It’s fucking sexy.”
“Show me,” she challenged.
I pulled her away from the fridge, closing the door, and pressed her against the kitchen counter, reaching around to grab one ass cheek.My dick was loving this and already beginning to get hard.
“This is fucking tempting.You’ve got a perfect ass, woman.”With my other hand, I palmed her breast and circled her nipple with my thumb until it was a stiff peak.“Now this just makes me want to yank that top away so I can suck on this nipple until you beg me for more.”
She took in a sharp breath and licked her lips.“Knox.You know how to get my pulse going.”
I grinned.“I can keep going.”Then I rubbed myself against her.
She looked at me intently, then said, “You know what?Hold that thought.I need to eat first.I was serious about that.”
I chuckled.“Some things never change, huh?I can’t get between you and your food.”
“Exactly.How come you aren’t hungry?”she asked me.
“I could eat,” I admitted.
As she opened the fridge, I went behind her again, touching her and whispering in her ear, “But I can also make you come again first.”
She pushed her ass into my hard-on.“I need to focus.”
“Sure.”I straightened up, but I kept teasing her with my hands, circling one nipple, then the other, then pushing my hands under her top.Her skin was so damn soft.I could touch her all night long.
“Knox,” she chastised.“I can’t focus.”
I laughed.“How is that my fault?”
Eventually, she took out eggs and some greens.“I’m in the mood for a frittata.Well, to be fair, it’s more of an omelet because I’m not going to fry potatoes.”
“I’ll eat whatever you want.I don’t mind.”
“Can you grab a pan?”she asked.“It’s right under there.”She pointed to a cabinet next to the sink.
“Pan coming right up.”
