Going Home (2 page)

"Hey, now! Law is a perfectly respectable living!" she argued back.

"I agree. Just promise never to practice it on me," Kip teased, gently stroking her thigh with his large hand in the same way he had in the truck. Jolts of heat surged to Alexis's core, causing her breath to catch.

"Handsome, I can think of several
other
things I'd like to practice on you—and none of them begin with a courtroom." Without hesitation, Alexis leaned in and kissed his sunburned lips.

Moaning as Kip's tongue claimed her mouth, she moved to straddle his lap. As their kiss deepened, Alexis felt his hands graze her nipples through the fabric of her shirt.

Finally, he broke the connection between them.

"Let's take this somewhere a little more private," he recommended with a wink. "Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation around here or anything with what I'm about to do."

Unable to speak and feeling as though her heart might beat out of her chest, Alexis simply nodded.

They were almost silent on the drive back to Kip's hotel room, but the heat and anticipation between them was growing by the second. 

Alexis figured showing up at her parent's house with some random cowboy in tow for a wild ride wasn't exactly acceptable—although she would have loved to have seen Jennifer's face the moment she did. Instead, she told Kip it would be best if they took things back to his place, and he'd agreed.

"Can I get you a drink?" he asked, the moment they'd locked the door behind them.

"Sure," Alexis replied, taking a seat in the upholstered armchair next to the desk and kicking off her heels. "Whatever you've got is fine."

"Whiskey neat, it is."

A moment later, Kip handed her a clear glass filled with amber-colored liquid. "To not being the bride or the groom tomorrow," she toasted, coyly watching Kip smile devilishly.

"To sibling rivalries," he replied, touching his glass to hers with a clink. They both laughed before gulping down the liquor.

There was just something purely masculine about the burn and heat of the whiskey that both surprised and aroused Alexis at the same time. It had been a long time since she'd been around a man who drank his whiskey straight. Most of the pretty boys in her life in Miami opted for whatever was in style and contained vodka.

"Can I get you another?" Kip asked, reaching out for her glass. She nodded and watched as he poured her another drink. 

Downing it as though it were water, she smiled and watched Kip's strong frame perched at the end of the bed. "What? Aren't you having another?" she asked.

"Nope," he said with a smirk. "I've got something else on my mind… something much more intoxicating than whiskey."

The both stood up at the same time, closing the distance between them. Alexis could already feel the hardness of his erection through the denim of his jeans as their bodies pressed together, making her pussy ache to have the fabric between them disappear.

Kip's hands caressed her bare shoulders, the roughness of them a welcome change against her own silken skin. Biting her lower lip, Alexis could feel the juices pooling in her panties, ready for feeling the heat of his pulsating cock slipping into her core.

But, for now, she was just enjoying his simple touch.

Leaning up, Alexis pressed her lips to his, tasting the whiskey. In the courtroom, she was always the one in charge. Now, she ached to have him take over—to dominate every aspect of the passion between them.

Finally, he stepped back, putting space between them.

Alexis watched wide-eyed as Kip stripped off the tight Wrangler jeans and a pair of navy boxer briefs, revealing an intensely thick erection. Licking her lips and watching him step out of his boots and socks, she envisioned what it would feel like to have his manhood enter her slit, filling her completely.

Propping her ass on the edge of the bed, she grabbed his hips and brought him closer. Breathing in the scent of him only heightened her arousal than much more—her senses taking in the mixture of male muskiness and the warm scent of his cologne. Ever carefully, Alexis began to lick the tip of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his skin with delight.

Kip let out a slight moan. "Jesus, that feels good," he said, closing his eyes. 

Alexis found herself in a slight rhythm, alternating between taking his member down her throat and sucking lightly on the tip while her hand gently caressed his balls. Every once in awhile she'd gag a bit, having to back off and use her fingertips to work the shaft as it pulsated beneath her warm touch. There was just something about giving head to a hot cowboy that caused her pussy to pulsate, and she was enjoying every moment of it.

Placing his hands against the back of her head, Kip thrust his hips gently into her mouth, meeting each stroke of her tongue down his shaft.

Finally, he tugged at her elbow.

"Get up. It's my turn to please
you
now," he commanded.

While men telling her what to do was usually a turn-off for Alexis there was something about Kip's tone and demeanor that made things different. Instead of telling him to go to hell, she shot him a seductive glance as she took her mouth off his skin and stood up.

Carefully, she stripped off the sleeveless blouse she'd been wearing, revealing her favorite frilly red bra underneath. The black miniskirt was the next thing to go, leaving her standing in nothing but matching red lingerie.

Unbuttoning his long-sleeve shirt, taking it off, and tossing it aside, Kip gave her a passion-hungry stare that gave her chills. Placing his strong hands on her hips, he pulled her close so that their bodies were square with one another.

Using one hand, he unclasped her bra and freed her perky breasts. "Mmm!" Alexis moaned huskily as Kip bent down, taking one of her nipples greedily in his mouth. Every nip and lick only made her cunt tighter, and she couldn't wait for the moment when he would claim her with his member.

After what seemed like a million hours and barely a minute at the same time, Kip used his strong arms to push her back against the bed. Tugging off her panties, he tossed them aside and gripped her hips, pulling her to the edge of the mattress so that her legs dangled off.

Kneeling, Kip licked two fingers before entering them into her pussy. Alexis let out a sharp breath from how good it felt—and how badly she needed more.

As he continued to finger fuck her, he leaned down and coaxed her swollen nub with the tip of his tongue. Alexis started to writhe in ecstasy as the orgasm inside her built, but he used his free arm to hold her in place while his mouth and fingertips claimed her.

"Ohhhh!" she finally called out, tumbling over the edge of passion.

A sly smile spread across Kip's face as her pussy vibrated around his hand. Giving her a minute to catch her breath, he stood up and walked towards his duffel bag on the desk. Pulling out a condom, he tore the wrapper with his teeth and slipped it on over his shaft.

Scrambling to get back further on the bed, Alexis prepared herself. Spreading her legs wide, she let out a pleasure-filled moan as Kip slipped his cock into her. 

"Damn, babe. You feel so fucking tight," he whispered low, almost in a growl, sending shivers down her spine.

The weight of his body pinned her to the bed. She couldn't move if she tried—which was perfect because there was no way in hell she wanted to. As Kip found a rhythm grinding his hips to hers, Alexis reached down and began to wiggle her fingers across her ultra sensitive clit.

"Oh, damn… I'm going to come!" he moaned so low that it was almost a growl.

On the verge of her second orgasm of the night, those were all the words that Alexis needed to hear. She cried out in a state of passion as Kip let out his own low moan, spilling his seed.

They both collapsed on the bed panting—enjoying a combination of whiskey and endorphins that made them both never want to move again.

"That was—" Kip started after a few minutes.

"Beyond fucking amazing?" Alexis finished, causing both of them to laugh.

"Yeah. That." Kip sat up, shaking his head. "I'll be right back."

Alexis watched as he walked away, heading into the hotel room bathroom.

Damn. Even without Wranglers that ass is hot
, she thought to herself, suppressing a girlish giggle.

After taking a moment to remove the condom and to get cleaned up, Kip returned to the bedroom. As he got into bed next to her, Alexis placed her head on his chest while he wrapped his arms around her.

"That was one hell of a ride, cowboy," she declared with a yawn. The warmth of his skin and the happiness she felt were the last things Alexis remembered before falling asleep.

***

The buzzing of her vibrating cell phone awoke Alexis from a fabulous dream.

In it, she and Kip were replaying scenes from the night before. Cursing, she picked up the phone and answered it. "Hello?"

"Where in the world are you?"

Jennifer.

"I'm alive, if that's what you're asking." 

"No. You were supposed to be here an hour ago. We have a whole day planned and…"

Alexis didn't hear a word her sister said after that. She wasn't quite sure if it was her hangover from the whiskey or because her body ached from the fabulous sex the night before, but Jennifer's voice at seven thirty in the morning was enough to make her want to vomit.

"…Lexi, I don't see what the big deal is. My
whole
bridal party is spending the day together getting ready for this afternoon," her older sister huffed from the other end of the telephone line. "That means
you
are coming along, too."

Cocking her head to one side, Alexis wondered how in the hell the two of them were even related. "Fine, Jen. But don't expect me to be a freaking ray of sunshine." She hit the end button and slammed her cell phone down on the hotel room bedside table. Somewhere within the confines of the space, she heard the water from the shower shut off.

"Mornin'," Kip replied, waltzing through the room wearing nothing but a fluffy white towel hanging from his waist. "Something wrong?"

Alexis shifted to her side, taking in the view of the yummy cowboy before her. "Nothing major. Bridezilla on the rampage. Again."

"Hm. Should we warn Prince Charming of impending doom? Or grab a beer and see what happens?" he replied, a cocky smile toying with the corners of his mouth. 

Damn
, Alexis thought to herself.
Why the hell does that look turn me on so damn much?

Heat pooled in her belly and settled between her thighs as she laughed, flirtatiously playing with a tousled lock of auburn hair that fell over her shoulder. Her bad mood miraculously improved by the sight of the half-naked man in front of her, Alexis felt instantly renewed.

"I say we wait and see what happens," she said with a sly grin, watching as Kip perched at the end of the bed.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes, but isn't that how airplanes get swatted out of the sky and buildings demolished?"

"Eh. She's Brian's problem, now." Alexis sat up, exposing her bare breasts in the sunlight that streamed in from between the blinds on the hotel room window.

"Mmm," Kip moaned, biting his lip. The look on his face told her that he was ready for round two, but the deliciously hard erection poking out from under the terrycloth covering around his body confirmed it.

Alexis stretched, her chest poking out even more just to tease him. "Something wrong, cowboy?" she teased.

"Only that I need my morning ride," he shot back, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Well, I might just
have
to help you with that."

It an instant, the towel fell on the floor and Kip spread his muscular body across the bed. While he might have had the upper hand the night before, Alexis knew this morning was a different story.
She
was ready to be in charge.

Forcing him to roll over on his back, she wrapped her lips around his stiffness. Using her thumb and forefinger in a circle around the base, Alexis licked and teased his shaft with delight.

Kip let out a loud sigh as she continued to orally please him, stopping every once in awhile to pay special attention to the head and lap up droplets of pre-cum forming on the tip.

Finally, she crouched over his cock. In one swift motion, she took the entire length of his shaft into her pussy, planting her feet on the mattress for support.

As she continued to ride his hardness, showing off her inner cowgirl, Kip reached up and begin to roll two saliva-soaked fingers across her still-sensitive clit. As he wiggled them back and forth, she moaned.

"Oh… Kip… That feels—"Alexis trailed off. "Oh, God! Don't stop."

As he continued teasing her nub, she continued to rotate her hips in a counter-clockwise fashion. After a few mere moments, her orgasm exploded, sending lava through her veins and causing her to cry aloud. This must have been the final straw for Kip, because a moment later his own passion claimed him, causing him to shudder as he came inside her pussy.

Climbing off him and lying flat on her back, Alexis happily panted. 

"You sure know how to make a morning good, don't you?" he teased. "You didn't even give me time to grab a condom."

Alexis sighed. Normally, she would be freaking out about now due to the lack of protection. But, she'd been on the pill for over three years and already trusted Kip more than she had any of her previous boyfriends.

"We're fine. I'm on the pill."

"Good," he replied. "Because that was definitely something else."

Before either of them could utter another thought, Alexis's cell phone vibrated on the bedside table. "What now!" she cried, reaching for it.

Looking at the caller ID, she realized it was her sister. Again.

"I think we'd better get you over there before Bridezilla moves on from Japan and starts eating the villagers," Kip joked.

"Yeah, I guess so." 

Although the thought of getting out of bed and carrying on with their plans for the day made sense, something tore at her heartstrings—and she instantly knew why.