Restore Me (Book 2.5 Kin Series) (19 page)

She’d gotten to Ford’s door before turning around and acknowledging me.
"Boring as usual. Why do you care?"


I smiled, just knowing she was so close to me. Every weekend we played this cat and mouse game. She’d pretend she wanted to spend the weekend with Sky, but
would end up at my place the entire time. "I was just wonderin' how many times you thought about me fuckin' you."
I couldn’t help but tease her, seeing as she always got so defensive. Lacey was adamant in making everyone think she didn’t like me. Behind closed doors was an entirely different story.

She put her hand on her hips, like it was going to make what she said true.
"I am there to learn, not to relive some mediocre sex."


I took a drag of my cigarette and blew out the smoke before I responded to her complete bullshit statement.
"Woman, you can say whatever you want, but I know what you're really thinkin'."


"You don't know me. You just think you do."

A smiled formed in the corner of her mouth. I noticed she was speaking loud enough for people to hear. Maybe that was the game, but everyone already knew we’d been together.

W
hile she thought about what she was going to say next, I looked down at her tight shirt and even tighter jeans. They happened to accentuate every curve of her thighs and ass. "You're sexy as Hell when you're lyin'. Lacey, I bet you sat in those classrooms drawin' little hearts on your folders while thinkin' about me lappin' up that pretty pussy of yours."


"Shut up! I don't do that."
I liked when she fought me. It built up tension and also made my dick hard. I couldn’t wait to spread those legs that she pretended were sacred. "So, when should I expect you?"


She was starting to walk inside and looked out to answer me.
"Why don't you stand here and wait." She slammed the door in my face.

I didn’t wait around like she was probably thinking. Unlike Lacey, I already knew she’d been coming over. It was about being patient and waiting until I proved her wrong, just like
every time she swore she wasn’t coming.

I knew that my choice of words really did pissed her off, but she also liked it just as much.
Besides, I wasn’t going to change the way I was just because it might get me laid faster. I never had to change before and I wasn’t about to now.

It took her a good while before
she came knocking on my door. I knew it was her and I also suspected that she’d be playing one of her games, where she pretended she was coming over for something else, but really just wanted my dick. I smiled when I opened the door and saw her standing there. “Did you need somethin'?”


"Uhh, they're out of milk. Can I borrow a cup?"

I wanted to laugh, because I knew Ford had picked up some earlier in the day. Lacey was grasping for a good plan to come inside, without asking for it directly. I was willing to play the game, until she was ready to admit what she really came for.

She followed me into the kitchen, but remained quiet while I grabbed a cup and started filling it. Our hands touched and she looked right into my eyes.
"I just thought about ya, while I was in the shower."


She rolled her eyes and grabbed the milk out my hand. "Glad I could help
.”

"Are you really, Lace? Are you glad that I busted a load while thinkin' about your fine ass bendin' over for me?"

She stared at me, looking shocked, like she was at a loss for words. I smiled, knowing I was getting under her skin.

"It's flattering."


She started walking out of the room. I cleared my voice. "Put the milk down,  Lacey. I saw Ford carryin' in a gallon this mornin'."


She turned slowly, looking defeated
. I took the glass of milk and sat it on the table before pulling her into my arms.  "At some point you're going to have to start admittin' that you want me."


She kept a straight face. “Never!”

I kissed her lips softly. "Why is it so hard to admit that you like me touching you? Fightin' me only makes me want you more,  but you know my rules. If you want this, you have to ask."

I knew Lacey was too good to come over and admit what she wanted. She wasn’t going to beg, unless I really forced it on her.

“You know why I’m here,” she said in a whisper.

“I do, but you’re goin’ to need to follow my rules. I can’t have you screamin’ for me to stop halfway through. I mean, I’ve got needs, too.”

“I won’t. You know that.”
Yeah, I did know it. I knew exactly what she wanted and I was planning on giving her that and so much more.

The thing was, I l
iked the chase. I liked making Lacey admit that she wanted me. She was easy to manipulate.

I left her side to wash the glass and put it up. When I finished, I left her standing there while I walked back into the living room.

Lacey, being the crazy woman she was, stripped off all of her clothes and came walking in the room. My dick was already hard, just from her being close to me. Now it was throbbing.

She continued walking until she was in my bedroom. I sat for a few seconds, knowing she was waiting for me to follow her.

When it seemed like enough time went by, I went in to find her. She was on the bed, so I ran over and jumped on it, pulling her into my arms. “You never play fair, Lace.”

We kissed
. It was intense from the get-go. Right away she was grabbing me and trying hard to get my attention. She didn’t realize that she already had it. I placed her flat on her back and ran my hands over her tits. She closed her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip. Her nipples hardened to my touch, and I had to have them in between my teeth.

She grabbed my chin and led it back up to her
mouth, where our tongues played and teased. Our kisses became rough, sometimes banging our teeth together when we lost a pattern to our tongues fighting each other.

She tugged on my
t-shirt and ripped it off of my head. I felt her hands running up and down my chest. She kept watching what she was doing as she pinched my nipples and shoved me back on the bed. Then Lacey licked one of my nipples. I liked watching her tongue that was so warm hitting it. Then she started teasing me, pretending to go in for another suck but pulling away at the last second.

I played with her hair and started directing her head while I did it. I needed to feel those lips on my skin.

Lacey ran her hand down my shorts. I could feel her fingers brushing over my foreskin. She wanted it and there was no denying it now. She slid down between my legs and had a full hand of girth. “I love this cock.”

Her lips surrounded my
thick shaft and her spit acted as the lubrication to allow them to slide quickly. Lacey used her other hand to jerk the base of my cock, while her mouth moved almost violently around the tip. The harder she did it, the more I liked it.

She knew that and I swear she fucking liked doing it too.

She kept going at it, like she was starving to have my load filling her cheeks. My hips bucked against her movements, heightening how amazing it felt to have her sucking me off.

I was close and knew that if I didn’t put a stop to her
rhythm, I’d need to rest before I could have her pussy. I grabbed a hold of her hair and steadied her. “Hold on there, sweetness. I can’t spoil myself that fast. We’ve got all night to enjoy each other, don’t we?”

She
nodded. “You want me to stay all night?”

Of course I did. She was crazy if she thought I was going to let her leave.

I kissed her slowly and looked into her eyes again. She didn’t get what that did to me. “You got a problem with that?”

She kissed the top of my chest and let her lips linger as she spoke. “None
at all.”

I
flipped us around getting my body back on top of her. After pinning her arms above her head, I held them with one hand while I traced the other around her nipples. She reacted to the way it felt and I got off feeling her underneath me, moving around.

I couldn’t wait any longer to touch her pussy. She’d been in my house for a while and I’d done good avoiding it, but after waiting a whole week to have it again,
I couldn’t help it. Her smooth shaven lips were the first things I made contact with. Her skin was so warm and I looked down to watch myself spreading them open.

The prize was inside and as her lips separated, I saw her wet pink hole. My mouth watered and my dick throbbed, both wanting to be the first to touch her there. It didn’t matter to me as long as I was doing one. Both brought me pleasure; more than I’d ever be able to admit to her.

I brought my fingers up to my lips and tasted her. Even before they reached my mouth, I could smell the familiar honeysuckled scent.

Lacey surprised me, when she finally started begging.
“Please, Joey. I want you so bad.”

I smiled, eager to get started.
“Say it again.”

“You heard me.”
She looked right at me. “I want you so fucking bad.”

“Oh yeah,” I
groaned, before flipping her over and then sitting on the back of her legs. I kept her hands above her head as I reached down and wet my fingers full of her juices. I let the wetness spread all the way up to her little ass. I needed it lubricated enough to allow me to fuck it.

Lacey changed the game plan when she realized my intentions.
“Wait, don’t do that.”

“Shh, trust me, Lace. I won’t hurt ya. I need to do this. Your ass is too fuckin’ sexy to ignore. Don’t you know that every man wants what they shouldn’t have?”
She seemed petrified and as much as I wanted it, I knew I had to go slow.

I
inserted one finger in her tight ass and moved slow as I went inside deeper. It took me a few pushes before she started to relax. Then she understood how good it made her feel.

I was getting even harder watching my finger penetrating her. My hand released her arms and went straight to her hot cunt. I rubbed it vigorously before pinching her clit. Her body started jumping and little cries were escaping her.

“Let go, Lacey. Cum like you’ve never done it before. I want to see it gush out of that pretty pussy. Do it now!” I rubbed hard over her clitoris while still fucking her in the ass with my finger. She cried out and her pussy walls tightened. Her body lifted and her toes curled. Then I saw the gush of her release.

I’m not expert, but every woman, given enough pleasure, can ejaculate. Lacey has just experienced it for the first time.

Her body was still shaking as I pulled both of my hands away from her body. I got up off the bed and wiped my hands before saying anything. Lacey looked so shocked. “I knew I could make you squirt.”

She seemed like I’d embarrassed her and was in complete denial
. “I didn’t.”

I pointed to the wet spot on the bed, proving to myself and to her what I’d just made her do
. “You did and it was sexy as hell. Now flip your ass over and spread your legs, it’s my turn now.”

She was still shaking as I climbed back on the bed and if she thought the sheets were wet already, she was in for it when I finally let go. My addiction for her was steadily growing and instead of getting my fix, I was wanting more than ever before.

Chapter 22

After another weekend together, Lacey had left to go home. From the moment she kissed me goodbye, I
was already wanting her to stick around. I had it bad and the truth sank in, I knew I was going to have to make some changes. My family and friends were right all along. From the first moment I touched her, I think I knew she was something special.

We started talking on the phone, at least once a day. It was good hearing her voice before I called it a night, although my sleeps were restless and the bed seemed extra large. Ford and I were working on putting new brakes on Lacey’s car that Tuesday night. We had two shop lights on so that we’d be able to see what we were doing. Sky was making us dinner and I honestly didn’t care if it was hotdogs and beans, because I was that hungry.

“So, did you tell your mom about Lacey yet?” His question caught me off guard.

I handed him a wrench. “She knows about her. I don’t think she realizes that she’s already met her though.”

“Lace has you by the balls, don’t she?”

I laughed but thought about what he was suggesting. “Nobody has me by the balls.”

“Yeah right. Dude, you pout when she comes to hang out with us. Sky tells me that you’re even talking to her on the phone now. Come on, Joey. Just admit that you’re into her. Admit that bein’ involved ain’t as bad as you thought.”

I shook my head. “Whatever.”

We both climbed out from under the car. Ford brushed off his pants and sat up next to me. “Does Lace know how you feel? Have you told her?”

I lit up a cigarette and stood up. “There’s nothin’ to tell. Why don’t you shut the fuck up and mind your business.”

“Dude, you need to reconsider. Someone’s goin’ to come around and steal her away. Is that what you want to happen?”