Kansas Nights [Kansas Heat 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (25 page)

“I thought I told you to leave.”

She reached up to pull the towel out of her hair. The motion made her breasts strain against the sheer fabric of her robe, leaving Collin in no doubt that Kathy’s tits were glad to see him even if she wasn’t. Her puckered nipples cut a hard outline against the folds of her robe, all but begging him to come and take a taste.

“Or was I too subtle?” Kathy asked, drawing Collin’s eyes and attention back up to her frown. “Because I can be blunt if that’s what it takes to get the message across.”

“Be whatever you feel like, honey,” Collin suggested, pointedly switching his attention back to the TV. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“Maybe not on your own, but you could be escorted out in cuffs,” Kathy threatened him without any real attempt to make it sound sincere.

She didn’t even bother to glare at him as she flopped down at her little vanity table to run the towel roughly through her tresses. Collin found his gaze lured back to the sight of Kathy’s legs. She wasn’t tall enough for them to be long, but that only made the generous curve of her calf tempting. Collin for one couldn’t resist tracing the smooth skin up to the delicious bulge of her thigh. The robe cut off his vision all too soon, but Collin had his memory to keep him hard.

“Collin”—Kathy’s amused tone broke into recollection—“you’re staring.”

“Just admiring the beauty.” Collin knew the second he used that line he’d made a very bad mistake. Kathy stilled, giving him a once-over before
tsking
.

“You know the reason I let Jack get away with what he does is because he’s honest.” Kathy paused as if considering that declaration and then shrugged. “Well, in all the ways it counts, he’s honest. Most importantly, he doesn’t treat me like an empty-headed set of double Ds.”

Collin didn’t even need a second to consider that before he rejected her response as nothing more than bullshit. “Please, the reason you let Jack get away with what he does is because you’ve got him whipped.”

“Whipped?” The idea appeared to delight Kathy.

“Whipped like the family dog.” Collin nodded, not feeling the least bit concerned about betraying his friend. “The man doesn’t even know his name anymore unless you remind him. And let me tell you something, sweet meat, it’s going to take a whole lot more than a little pussy to bring me to heel.”

“And it’s going to take a whole lot more than that tent you’re supporting to make me obey,” Kathy shot back with a nod to the comforter.

Collin glanced down at his lap, impressed by the size of his bulge. His dick had swollen to unheard-of proportions, which explained the pain. There would be no rest until he wore the starch out of his erection. Getting Kathy to agree wouldn’t be too hard, but not losing his sanity in the process would be a feat.

“How much do you want to bet?” Deciding right then and there to risk everything, Collin lifted his eyes to capture hers as he laid down his challenge. “Huh? You willing to go all or nothing that I can fuck the sass right out of you?”

“Please.” Kathy laughed, clearly unconcerned. “I was born sassy, baby, and there ain’t no changing that.”

“Then you can’t lose,” Collin pointed out, not allowing himself to be sucked into her dramatics. “All you can do is gain.”

“Really?” Kathy arched a brow in mocking challenge. “Gain what?”

“You give me all night, you obey my every command, and if I can’t make you beg me to fuck you, then I’ll help you and your investigation in every way I know how.”

That offer had Kathy’s smile fading as she considered his suggestion. “And if I do end up begging, what do you get?”

It would be too easy to tell her to stay out of Jack’s case. That would also be the only answer Collin suspected she’d refuse to wager on. Instead, he went for a more advantageous prize. “
You
can help me with
my
investigation.”

That clearly threw Kathy. The ready retort she had on her lips failed her as she blinked at him in an amusing stupor. “Huh?”

“We both want the same thing, to see this matter with the missing money settled. It’s just a matter of who’s in charge of the investigation. You beg, I lead…and that means in all things.” Collin winked, almost certain she couldn’t resist that challenge.

“So if I lose, you get authority over my investigation,” Kathy repeated hesitantly as if uncertain she’d heard right.

“No, I get authority over you.” Collin corrected, refusing to let her skip over the last bit of his offer. “That means you taking my direction by day and being at my beck and call all night. What do you say? You willing to bet, sweet meat?”

Kathy’s gaze narrowed on that endearment. Collin had already figured out she didn’t appreciate the compliment, but enjoyed the way it made her blush too much to give it up. The praise also had the effect of snapping her temper.

“Fine.” Kathy jerked out of her seat. “But if I win, then you are at my beck and call twenty-four-seven. Deal?”

“Deal.” Collin didn’t hesitate to agree, more than willing to be her sex slave.

Of course, it would be better to be the one issuing the commands. Picking up one of the scarves Jack had pulled out and never gotten around to using, Collin fingered it pointedly as he nodded to her robe.

“It’s time to get naked, sweet meat, and prove what you’re made of.”

* * * *

Kathy shot Collin a glare for that taunt, but did as he instructed. Lifting off the little vanity stool that had come with the rest of the furniture, she grasped the tail ends of her robe’s belt, but didn’t pull. Instead she offered Collin a smile and went for the slow, teasing strut as she crossed the room toying with the thin, silky cord.

“You know once I win this, I’m going to make you tell me all of Jack’s secrets.” Kathy paused by the side of the bed to toss Collin a wink. “Just to make sure I know
everything
.”

“Oh, honey,” Collin sighed, not looking the least bit concerned about the future. “Jack doesn’t tell me anything. I’m not part of the team… Well, at least not that team, and you’re not obeying my orders. Show me the sweet meat.”

Any other man who said that to her would have found himself smacked before being tossed out on his ear. Collin’s deep, slow drawl, however, purred the words out with such hunger it made Kathy crave the same thing. Her pussy swelled with a liquid wave of desire as her flesh began to ache with the need to be exposed, touched, licked, fucked. Kathy wanted it all and planned on taking it.

Finally tugging the knot loose on her robe, she lifted one knee up onto the mattress and shrugged free of the clinging fabric. Intentionally, she kept her knees spread wide as she lowered her hands to the bed. She leaned forward and started crawling toward Collin, whose gaze remained riveted on her breasts as they swayed between the frame of her arms. His heated fixation had her nipples puckering as her cunt creamed even harder, but none of that would make her beg.

No, Kathy planned on just the opposite as she finally reached the hard bulge of Collin’s thigh. She didn’t wait for any orders before straddling him, knowing he approved of the gesture by his cock’s pointed salute. The hard length of his dick thumped against her inner thigh in a welcoming gesture Kathy returned. Trapping the blanket separating them between the heavy press of their bodies, Kathy ground her cunt along the heated ridge of his undercover erection.

“Kathy—”

“Hmm.” Hearing the plea in Collin’s tone, Kathy pressed her advantage by wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him hostage as she dangled her tits right before his lips. “Did somebody order sweet meat?”

“You really play this game well.” Instead of diving into the feast she offered him with the kind of overzealousness almost any other man would have, Collin sounded less than overwhelmed with desire as he studied her for a moment. “Maybe too well.”

“Don’t tell me you’re getting cold feet
now
,” Kathy smirked, trying to hide her unease over the seriousness of his tone. Far from provoking him into a macho display of very apparent interest in proceeding, Collin responded to her pointed challenge with an all-too-understanding smile.

“You’re a sexy woman, Kathy Coben.”

“You know, I’m already naked, so there really is no need to butter me up…” Kathy hesitated as she considered her own words before she offered Collin her own smile, this one full of lecherous intention. “Unless of course you’re planning on licking me clean. Now that—”

Kathy forgot what she’d been about to say, losing her train of thought along with her ability to form words as Collin’s large, warm palm finally engulfed her breast. Smothering a groan, she arched into his touch as she waited, tense with anticipation for whatever wicked payback he planned on doling out.

“I know what happens to women like you,” Collin stated softly, matching the gentle way his callused fingertips traced over the sides of her breast as they circled teasingly closer and closer to the very tip. “I know what men think when they see you, what they want, what they’re willing to say, to do, to get it.”

Kathy didn’t know what he was babbling on about and didn’t honestly care in that moment, not when he finally allowed his finger to circle the puckered rim of her nipple. Lightly at first and then with growing pressure, he toyed with her pebbled tit, rolling, pinching, tugging on it until she couldn’t hold back the whimper or her instinctive need to arch into Collin’s tormenting touch, silently begging for more.

“You made a mistake somewhere along the line. You believed some man’s lie, maybe even more than one.” Collin’s fingers tightened over her nipple, capturing it in a hard grip that had Kathy gasping. Her eyes widened as Collin’s words cut through her. “It hurt, didn’t it?”

“Collin,” Kathy groaned, unsure of how to answer that. It had, but it had been so long ago. She didn’t want to think about it, but preferred to savor the feel of his touch on her body. Nobody had ever taken such care. Even as he punished her nipple, Collin only fed her appetite for more.

“It hurt,” Collin insisted, the heated brush of his breath tickling over the sensitive peak he held captive. “So you made up a convenient lie to make all the pain go away.”

That’s just what Collin did, brushing butterfly kisses over her nipple and chasing away the ache his fingers had caused her tender tip. He held her breathless as his tongue toyed with her pebbled tit, twirling over and over her nipple until her muscles lost their strength. She began to melt, whimpering softly as he followed her, rolling her off his side and onto her back until she lay pinned beneath his seductive kisses.

“You convinced yourself you weren’t a fool.” The whisper of his lips dipping down the slope of one breast so he could nibble up the side of the other kept his harsh words from penetrating her delirium. Only the loss of his velvety lips could cause her to meet his gaze and listen to his words.

“What did you do, honey? Tell yourself you knew they were lying all along? That you’d only gone along with it because you wanted to get laid?” Collin shook his head. “You told yourself that you’d gotten all that you wanted, all that you needed, and the men were the suckers because they didn’t even know you didn’t care.”

“No.” Kathy shook her head, rejecting Collin’s all-too-familiar rationalization. She looked away, not wanting to confront the solemn truth in his gaze. “No, you’re wrong. I didn’t care…I don’t.”

“Look at me, Kathy.” Collin waited until she did as he asked before he proved a point she’d have rather just given him. “Now you know that I know, and so there is no need for me to lie. I still think you’re the sexiest damn thing I ever seen, and that has a hell of a lot more to do with the person inside than it does with a nice set of tits.”

Collin’s gaze dropped as he paused to stare long enough at her breasts to make her breath go short and chest to lift toward them. “Though they are a
nice
set.”

“So much for the person on the inside,” Kathy muttered, her mood ruined by Collin’s attitude. On the other hand, he was well on his way to losing their bet.

“Trust me, sweet meat, I respect your mind, admire your spirit, am captivated by the notion of getting to know all the weird quirks and phobias you might have, but that doesn’t change one simple fact. I’m going to really enjoy fucking you.”

Matching that bit of blunt honesty with action, Collin’s head dipped. Before Kathy could draw another breath, she found her nipple trapped between his lips. The hard edge of his teeth nipped at the rough edges of her areola, sparking a streak of electricity that had her stiffening right back up as she gasped for breath.

Kathy squealed as Collin’s mouth closed over the peak of her other breast and he began to torment her in earnest. It didn’t take him long to drive her mad. Nobody had ever made Kathy feel this hot and desperate before—nobody but Jack. That thought lanced through her as a bolt of pure frustration as she realized how badly she wanted him there. They’d teased her with the idea of both of them at the same time, and now Kathy ached for it.

The tongue licking straight up her slit helped ease some of the ache even as her pussy swelled and creamed even harder with the need for more. Instinctively, she tried to widen her already-spread legs, opening herself as much as she could in demand for more. Collin helped, using his fingers to spread her folds wide and reveal all her intimate secrets to him. Kathy moaned, the air feeling cool against her tender flesh when all she wanted was to feel the heat inflaming her cunt.

“Please.” In her need, Kathy forgot about their bet and gave in to the desperate need riding her. “Please. Lick me.”

“I believe that’s what they call begging.” Collin had the audacity to ruin her moment by pointing that out.

“Ah, damnit, Collin!” Kathy spat, becoming instantly irritated with him. “The deal was begging to be fucked, not licked. And I wasn’t begging, I was ordering.”

“Is that a fact?” Collin arched a brow, appearing amused instead of annoyed. “Well, then I dare not disobey. Oh, wait,
I’m
in charge here.”