RICHMOND FELT MAGIC TRANSPIRE BETWEEN him and Kayla as he made sweet, tender love to her succulent body. Soaking up the soft glows of her pretty face with his heated stare, Kayla’s spunk spasmed around his tool, then clenched his steely erection tight. Curling her hips, she sucked him deep inside her like a vacuum. Fuck! His breath hitched.
Draining him, her eyes sparkled. Gyrating her hips, she clutched his biceps. “You’re making me cum. Again.” Her voice caressed him like a silken cocoon.
“Cum, Kayla. Cum on me like you came on my tongue.” Fire and desire spooned inside her irises. Driving in her, she looked so beautiful. Her long hair hung wildly over her shoulders. Her brown breasts perched firmly on her chest as they motioned side to side with every thrust he shoved up inside her.
Exploding on him, the hard vibration of her canal rocked his stem. Milking him, she forced him to join her in the Earth-shattering climax. “You’re about to make my dick explode. Arrrgh!” Tensing, Richmond’s seed shot from his slit into her womb, filling her to the hilt. His body shuddered from the strong intensity of his release.
Going still inside her, beads of sweat trickled down his back. With his hands pressed into the mattress at the sides of her head, he loved the way the glow of the moon seeping through the window cast a circle on her face. Wanting to stay connected to her forever, he pulled out of her channel and dropped to her side.
Satisfied beyond measure, Richmond draped an arm on his forehead as he glared up at the ceiling. How in the hell had that happened? Oh yeah, he’d walked in on her playing with herself. Calling his name as she came. Inwardly smiling, Richmond rolled to his side and cradled Kayla in his arms. Nuzzling his nose in her still wet hair, his heart peeled open to receive joy. Passion. Understanding.
Facing her, he pecked her lips. With her breasts to his chest, her lips curved into a smile. She ran a thumb across his lips, and ah, that stoked a fire in him.
Kayla looked more delicate than ever lying in bed next to him. She smiled at him with her eyes. “In a million years, I couldn’t have predicted I’d end up in bed with my employer.”
Richmond chuckled. “Do you have any regrets?”
She parted her generously curved lips to say, “No.”
“Me either.” It’d been so long since he’d made love to a woman, and truth be told, he needed what Kayla had just given him—hot, good sex. But what he’d experienced with her wasn’t just sex; it was so much more. That, he was sure of. What it’d lead to? Now that, he didn’t know. He cupped her ear. “I hate to leave so soon after a fabulous night, but my mother is watching Isabelle, and I have to go pick her up.”
She placed a hand to his chest. “Although I wish you could spend the night, I understand.”
“Thanks for understanding. I’ll make it up to you, if you’ll let me.”
“You don’t have to make it up to me. I truly understand.”
“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. There’s a party at the stables tomorrow. If you want, you can bring CJ. Isabelle will be there.”
“I think I’m going to take you up on your offer.”
Still cupping Kayla’s ear, Richmond kissed her mouth. Wishing he could spend the night with her, he clambered out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get his clothing. Kayla followed him.
Gazing at her reflection in the mirror as she shrugged her arms through the sleeves of her robe, his shaft hardened. Wanting to make love to her again, he fought hard to keep his hands to himself and not let them roam all over her naked body beneath the pink robe.
Feeling his tool lengthening inside his underwear, he rolled his jeans up over his hips, buttoned them, then put on his shirt. Wow. Sex with Kayla had been incredible. He already knew he could never get enough of the woman standing by him. His dear, sweet Kayla.
“Mommy! Mommy!” CJ ran inside the bathroom screaming. Thank God he didn’t catch them making love.
Kayla stooped in front of CJ and cupped his tiny little arms. “What’s wrong, CJ?”
He yawned. “I had a bad dream,” he said, rubbing his eye. “The monster ate Spiderman.”
Richmond hefted CJ in his arms. “That was some dream you had, fella. There’s no such thing as monsters, so don’t be scared. Okay?” CJ nodded. Richmond continued. “Your mother has agreed to take you to a birthday party tomorrow, so if you want to go, you better get back to bed and get some sleep. Okay?”
CJ nodded. “Okay.”
“Where’s your room?” CJ pointed toward the hallway. Carrying the precious child in his arms, Richmond walked down the narrow hallway and turned into his room. Kayla stood behind him, peeking at her son over his shoulder. Glad he could tuck CJ in his bed, he laid the toddler on the ruffled linen, pulled the covers up to his chin, and fist bumped his knuckles. “Goodnight, sport.”
“Why are you here?” CJ was such a precocious little kid.
Stunned by CJ’s frank question, Richmond quickly replied, “I came to see if you and your mommy were okay.” His honest admission reminded him that he really hadn’t apologized to Kayla the way he should have. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Now sleep tight.”
Kayla led him down the hallway. Stopping at the front door, he shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’m sorry for the way I treated you earlier. You didn’t deserve that. Thank you.”
“For what?”
Still pissed at Salina, he fought to say the words, “For getting Isabelle a picture of her mother to put inside her room.” Just because he had issues with Salina didn’t mean that Isabelle should be denied the right to love her deceased mother. Yes. Even though she was dead, it was important that Isabelle knew how much her mother had loved her.
“You’re welcome. What time is the party tomorrow?”
“Three o’clock.” Richmond kissed Kayla’s nose, grasped the doorknob, and exited through the front door. Walking the length of the short driveway, he glanced back over his shoulder to find Kayla standing in the doorway, watching him leave. Pulling open the door to his SUV, he felt ten years younger, and so much lighter.