Time For Pleasure (3 page)

When he’d first spotted her standing in the door he had thought his mind was playing tricks on him. It wasn’t until he stared into those light brown eyes that he realized she wasn’t a figment of his imagination.
 
Greeted with the sight of her in shorts that rounded the curves of her lush hips and seeing those cute toes painted a raging pink left him with another serious hard-on. And then there was that pink halter top hugging generous breasts that stood pointy and erect. His hands had itched to thumb her nipples until a moan slipped from between her lips. The thought of her chanting his name while buried deep inside her wet heat, caused his penis to throb at the possibility.

Ashton dragged in a long breath, trying to slow his pulse. The salty tang of the ocean was sharp, but to him nothing smelled better than the Atlantic Ocean. Well, maybe that beautiful woman who’d smelled sweet and sexy.

While he strapped the appliance to the large dolly, his mind wandered back to last night as he tried to figure out what it was about Lynn he was drawn to. The response was powerful, like a strong magnetic pull. The entire time she was standing there he was undressing her with his eyes. Breasts, hips, the shape of her ass and those tone slender legs he was certain would fit perfectly around his waist while he pumped his dick steadily inside her body.
Damn
, his hormones were spiraling out of control! When was the last time he’d met a woman he was ready to fuck right on the spot?

He scowled.
His last two dates
. And he swore each and every time that was going to be the last time he allowed his cock to think for him.

Yet this time felt different. A hell of a lot different.

Ashton felt it last night while she was singing on stage and he felt it again just now on the porch. There was something about the woman that spoke to his mind and body that told him she was going to be his.

Ashton pushed the dolly down the ramp and along the driveway over to the small wooden porch, grateful that there were only two steps. It made getting the large appliance into the house easier. With one hard yank, he dragged it up onto the porch and maneuvered it inside.

“Hey Lynn! Where do you want it?” he asked as he pushed the door shut with his foot.

“In here!” He heard her call from the rear of the house.

Ashton pushed the dolly down the short hall and stepped into the small kitchen to find Lynn at the counter, sipping a cup of coffee. Bacon was frying on the stove.

“Would you like some coffee while I finish breakfast?” She turned her head and looked at him. Her dark swing of hair fell forward over one shoulder as she rested a hip against the counter. This was the clear view he had yearned for last night. Her eyes were light brown, large, and almost like a fawn’s. Her long lashes swept shadows across a smooth face, the color of cream with a bit of honey.

“You’re
really
fixing breakfast?” he said, shaking his head incredulously. “I was only kidding, you know.”

She smiled and then shrugged. “I wasn’t. I’ve gotta cook anyway and I’d rather have the company. Plus it will also give me a chance to find out what Mackenzie told you about me.”

Not near enough
. He chuckled. “Alright, breakfast sounds great.”

Lynn stepped out of his way long enough for him to maneuver the large appliance into the kitchen.

“What’s wrong with your old refrigerator?” he asked and pointed to a small standard unit that had been pushed into the dining room corner.

“It stopped getting cold.” She shrugged. “It was too small anyway, so I’m going to have it dumped.”

Ashton’s loins heated as he realized his gaze had rested on her ass.
A very curvy ass.
Quickly, Ashton yanked his head up to meet her eyes. “If you don’t mind, I’ll haul it back to the store and take a look at it. We try to fix old appliances and then donate to needy families.” He unhooked the dolly as he explained.

Excitement sparked her brown eyes. “Really? Then by all means, you can have it.”
 

 
Ashton removed the refrigerator off the dolly, then wheeled it over and slid on the dated model and pushed it near the front door. By the time he returned to the kitchen, Lynn was cracking eggs into a bowl.

Smiling, he pushed the large stainless-steel refrigerator in place, then worked on hooking up the water line for her icemaker. “This here is one of our most popular models,” he said trying to talk about anything to take his mind off of what he hoped to be doing after breakfast.

“I’m just glad to get it. I was tired of buying ice.”

He followed the direction of her eyes to a small blue cooler over in the corner and laughed. “Give it a few hours and this one will be making plenty of ice cubes.”

She nodded, biting her bottom lip and he started having erotic thoughts of something else she could be doing with that lush mouth of hers. Still with an erection, Ashton was starting to think the zipper of his jeans was going to leave a permanent tattoo on his cock.

While he plugged up the refrigerator and ensured everything was running properly, he continued to watch Lynn, admiring her tone thighs and shapely calves. She whisked the egg mixture briskly, then poured it into a skillet sizzling with butter.

While waiting, she leaned against the counter, tapping a long painted fingernail on her cheek. “How long have you known Mackenzie?”

“More years than I can remember,” he murmured. “She even dated my brother for a spell in high school.”

“So how long have you worked for Kilmer Appliances?” She flashed him a curious look, her delicate brows drawing together.

While installing the water filter, Ashton went on to explain. “My grandfather was David Kilmer. He opened that store back in nineteen-fifty.”

“Wow! Really?” she said as she scrambled the eggs with a plastic spatula. “So the guy who helped me must have been your brother.” It was more like a question.

Ashton nodded. “Yep, that’s my older brother Roy.”

Kaelyn looked up from the stove, tilted her head, considering him. “Now that you say it, I do see a family resemblance.” She smiled and he noticed a hint of a dimple at her right cheek. Again, there was that intense stir at his chest and loins.

While she cooked, he studied her, bending over the stove with her beautiful curvaceous ass on full display. And in that moment, Ashton knew he had to have her. In his life. In his bed. Having sex. Making love. She was going to be his.

He wanted more. He wanted her.

“Did my brother show you how to operate your new refrigerator?”

Eggs done, Lynn carried the skillet over to the counter and poured the eggs onto a plate. “Somewhat, but I wouldn’t mind you demonstrating again.” There was a glint of amusement in her eyes.

She put the skillet in the sink, then came over and stood beside him and his belly rolled. Immediately her sweet scent ruffled his nose.

“This is your ice dispenser… you press the button here, depending on if you want regular or crushed ice.”

“Uh-huh…”

Leaning in closer, her breast brushed against his arm and sent a jolt to his cock. He had felt a nipple, confirming she wasn’t wearing a bra. Ashton knew he should have moved, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he held his breath, captivated. While Lynn opened doors and dragged out the bottom freezer drawer like a child with a new toy, he took the opportunity to study her profile. Lynn wore no make-up and with her face only inches from his, his lips ached to taste that slender throat of hers. The excitement heating in her eyes alone was enough to send a spasm through his chest, deep into his stomach. What would she be like in bed?
His bed
. Would she stare at him with those big eyes, screaming his name in pleasure with her legs draped over his shoulders or would they glaze over while his thumb trailed around her swollen clit? It took everything he had in him to resist the urge to drag her into his arms and
intentionally
touch her in a whole
lotta
other places.

“Ashton Ray Kilmer, I must say, you have made my day,” he heard her say.

Ashton looked to see her head tilted to one side, lips generous, soft and slightly parted. As he stared at them, imagining how soft they would feel beneath his, Ashton felt Lynn lean forward, the distance between them closing in.
Damn
! Instead of rational thoughts all that kept running through his mind was he was certain tasting her would be even better than touching her. And with that thought in mind, Ashton sunk his hands into her hair, lowered his head, and locked his mouth over hers, getting the kiss he’d been craving all night long.

She clung to him, bringing her arms around to rest at his waist while he feasted hungrily at her amazing mouth. The strokes were hot, breathless and had his dick paying close attention.
Jesus
, she felt good in his arms!

Ashton drew her closer, then teased and nibbled at her bottom lip possessively. Making his mark. Claiming her. He then pushed her lips apart and she received his tongue and whimpered. What shocked the hell out of Ashton was Lynn’s reaction. Her tongue dancing with his. The soft moans slipping from her throat, her body arching forward, grinding her crotch against his thigh. And then there was the telltale heat building at her pussy that he could feel against his jeans. He deepened the kiss, sucking greedily at her tongue while his hand slid across her back. He wanted desperately to lie naked with her, pumping in and out of her warm center. Ashton’s hands slid down and she moaned when he cupped her ass and raised her slightly off the floor, grinding her against him so she could feel his hard penis. Things were getting out of control and he was overwhelmed by the need to lift her onto the kitchen table and fuck her breathless. And just as his hand eased beneath her halter top, a loud timer rang.

With a gasp, Kaelyn jumped, bumping against the refrigerator. Ashton allowed her to pull back slightly, but he didn’t let go. They both were breathing heavily, struggling for air.

“Biscuits are ready. I better get those,” she managed between shaky breaths.

Ashton brought a hand to her face, tilting it, forcing her to look up at him. “Okay, but we’re gonna talk about what just happened,” he added.

Her eyes were hooded and her actions hesitant before she finally nodded. “How about we talk after breakfast?” Nodding, he released his hold. Lynn gave a nervous smile before turning to the stove.

Ashton waited until she grabbed an oven mitt and removed the biscuits from the oven before he left the kitchen, grabbed the dolly with the old refrigerator and wheeled it out the house, onto the truck. As soon as he climbed onboard, Ashton leaned against the wall, breathing hard, hoping he hadn’t fucked things up by kissing her. But there was no way he could have resisted. The second he saw her staring up at him with her lips slightly parted, he knew he had to sample that luscious mouth. The kiss… the taste of her sweet lips had every muscle in his body on high alert, and made him suddenly aware it had been a long time since he’d made love. Three long months of celibacy, waiting to meet the right woman, and his body had been awakened by a pair of doe eyes.

And he knew she was the one.

Mackenzie was wrong. Dead wrong. Lynn was just what he needed, he decided as he pushed the refrigerator into a corner of the truck, and nothing was going to stand in the way of him having her. The thought of making love to her, sliding into her body had his cock so aroused, he wasn’t sure how he was going to get through breakfast without touching her. Nevertheless, as soon as they were finished eating, he and Kaelyn were going to talk. And God help him! There was no telling what might happen next.

Ashton left the bed of the truck and retrieved his phone from the cab. Glancing down at his screen, he discovered he had missed a call from the office. He hit the red button and brought the phone to his ear.

“Melani… talk to me.”

“Good morning, boss. Congratulations on the new addition!”

News travels fast.
Ashton grinned sheepishly as he returned to the rear and strapped the dolly to the wall of the truck. “Thanks. I’m going to run by and see my niece this afternoon. Glen make it in yet?”