Restore Me (Book 2.5 Kin Series) (15 page)

I kissed her, with no regard for what might happen. I had those puffy lips against mine. In a
matter of seconds I realized that she wasn’t fighting me. She was kissing me back and it was full of emotion. The electrifying connection was back and I was starving for more of it.

I pulled away, to be able to look into her eyes. Admitting that I honestly missed
a woman was something I never expected to be doing. I thought about how to say it and then Sky opened the door, breaking the moment between us.

I could see the look on her face and knew she didn’t approve of me having her friend
against the building. Sky was about to put her foot down when I decided to take control of the situation. “She’s comin’ home with me. Make sure you tell Ford we don’t need any drama. Once my door’s locked, ain’t nobody stoppin’ us.”

Lacey didn’t speak as I drug her into my apartment and shut the door. We were up against it and
embracing immediately. She didn’t need to say anything, because the truth was in the way she was responding to my touch. My dick was hard as a rock, which was reassuring as well as irritating. I needed to be inside of Lacey. She needed to be naked in my bed.

I
pulled away and looked right into her eyes. Maybe she could sense how anxious I was to be with her. I felt like she was reading me, peering into my soul.

I pulled her shirt over her head without her fighting. Our lips met again and I let the fabric fall down to our feet.

I pulled away and sat her down on the couch, while remaining standing. She looked so beautiful, but I grabbed the rubber band and took it out of her hair. It fell down to her shoulders and she smiled. “You think you know me, but you’re wrong. I’ve never lied to you about my intentions, but only withheld things about myself that you would prefer to not know.”

I walked around the room thinking about where to take our conversation. The last thing I wanted was for her to walk out. Since she’d said nothing to me, I had to make sure she wasn’t planning on going anywhere the moment she got the chance. My week had been hell and I knew I had to have her again.
“Since you don’t believe me, I think I should show you the difference between you and the other women I’ve fucked.”

“Is this where you tie me up and beat me so that you can cum all over my face and make me leave?”
She shocked me.

I cocked my
eyebrow then began to laugh. “Um, no. Is that what you like?” The way she said it made me want to burst into a laughing fit. Knowing she’d be pissed I tried my best to keep my composure.

She giggled.
“Of course not.”

Lacey obviously n
eeded to know the why she wasn’t the same. She needed to see that being with her was nothing like the other women I fucked. “I don’t want to do this, but you’ve given me no other choice.”

“Do what?”
For the first time, she looked scared of what I was planning on doing.

I grabbed the cups of her bra and ripped it open in the front
. Lacey wasn’t prepared for me to react so suddenly. She lost her footing and fell back against the couch. “When I fuck other women, I don’t care about taking my time. They come for one reason and I give it to them.” I started pulling off her jeans, lifting her off the couch as I did it. If she wanted to know the difference and understand that she was something entirely different, I was going to show her. “They never fight me.”

Lacey stood up so that her jeans could come all the way off. She was up for the challenge and I was
already hard knowing it. She took off her underwear and was standing there waiting for what was next.

What I had in store for Lacey couldn’t happen in my bed, where we found so
much pleasure in each other the last time we were together. She needed to experience sex without feeling, because she obviously didn’t understand.

I picked her up over my shoulder and took
her into the spare bedroom, where I tossed her down on the bed.

With no regard for the way she was looking at me, I started removing my clothes. Lacey expected me to kiss her, but there was no need for that to get what I wanted out of the experience. This was about no emotion
.

I flipped her over and got situated behind her. I ran my hands over the smooth skin on her ass, then I smacked it hard. She let out a little cry before I rubbed where the sting would have been. I smacked it again, getting off on the way she reacted to it.

Before she could cry out again, or plead with me to stop, I entered her, without any warning. She was dry, which led me to believe that she was petrified. I couldn’t stop, though. She needed to know and I wasn’t backing down until she did.

Then, as I kept slamming myself into her tight, dry walls, she began to relax. In fact, I could tell she liked it because she was getting wet.

She was getting into it, so I pulled on her hair and forced a kiss across her lips. As she pulled away, I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth and tugged.

The more I expected her to fight me, the more she seemed to be enj
oying it. It made no sense.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. Lacey needed to be facing me.

It was easy flipping her over and putting her hands above her head. I kept them up with one hand, while I used my thumb on the other to massage her clit. I started fucking her again, this time noticing how wet she’d become. She fought to free her hands, but I wouldn’t allow it.

This was about control and how I had it all.

Her head started hitting the bed as I pounded inside of her. My dick was on fire and I couldn’t stop going at it.

I kept my focus on her pussy and watching my rock hard cock sliding in and out. My thumb kept rubbing her and I listened to her little cries as I did it.

When I came, I lost all sense of feeling for a couple seconds.

That’s when I heard her crying.

It was the last thing I wanted to hear after what she’d put me through, playing her head games. Sure, I’d been guilty of doing the same thing. “The next time you want to compare yourself to someone else, maybe you should come to me first. You and I both know that I didn’t fuck you like I do them. It was more than that and you need to start believing it if you ever want to find out what’s been happenin’ between us, Lacey.”

She just kept looking at me, saying nothing at all.

Finally, I couldn’t take the silence. I got up and walked out of the room, expecting her to calm down and see what we’d just done.

Lacey found me in the kitchen, smoking on a cigarette. Her eyes were pained and I immediately felt like shit over what I’d just done to her. No matter what I was trying to get her to see, I should have never treated her so disrespectful.

I pulled her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be an asshole. I’m just so fuckin’ pissed you’d walk away after that night. Was I just imaginin’ that there’s somethin’ between us?”

“No. I feel it too.”

Finally!

I kissed her head and smelled the shampoo scent that lingered on her hair
. “Lacey, I’m no good at bein’ a boyfriend and I know you need time, but I can’t let you walk away from this.” It was the truth and Ford was right. She deserved better than me. Hell, I didn’t even know the first thing about relationships or making them work. I knew how to please a woman and how to please myself. The rest was like speaking to someone that didn’t understand English.

Shayne had already done a number on the girl. She was rebounding and I was her escape goat. If she expected me to make all of her fears go away, she was going to be mistaken and let down. I couldn’t offer what I didn’t know.

Still, with little faith in myself, she was done fighting me.

She really
surprised me with her next comment, so much that I almost didn’t know how to respond. “Take me back to your bed, Joey.”

Chapter 17

It was hard to believe that she’d want me touching her after that episode, but there she was asking me to take her back to bed. I knew immediately that it wouldn’t be in the guest room. I wanted to feel our connection again like we had the first night. For a week I’d thought about nothing but that.

I led Lacey into the bedroom and got her into bed, before going into the bathroom and brushing my teeth. I didn’t want her to have to taste and smell something nasty. She was someone that I wanted to impress. It had to be perfect.

As I started brushing my teeth, I could feel my dick getting hard in anticipation. It was surprising since I’d just blown a full load.

I found Lacey in the bed where I’d left her.
She noticed how ready I was to perform again and smiled. I wasted no time climbing on the bed and kissing her softly on the lips, hoping it would make up for what I’d just put her through. “Are you mad at me?”

She seemed uneasy.
“You scared me.”

I touched her nipple in between my fingers.
“I’d never hurt you, or any woman, for that matter. If you weren’t so stubborn, I wouldn’t of had to show you the difference. You could have taken my word for it. Lacey, I’m not a whore. I just like sex. It can be casual and consensual between two people that have no interest in each other. You’re different and you need to accept that or this can’t happen.”

“Okay,” She
whispered.

“After all of that hard to get shit, you’re just goin’ to agree?”

She nodded silently. “I think the guest room fucking helped.”

“You
liked it a little. Admit it.” It was a dick assumption that I was hoping she would agree about.

I adjusted the way we were laying and positioned myself on top of her. Her blue eyes sparkled as I looked right into them. She licked her lips and seemed to be waiting for me to kiss her again. Then she let out an air-filled laugh.
“My ass is on fire now. Next time, warn me. I felt like you were going all Nightmare on Elm Street.”

“I guess you don’t want to use my handcuffs and whips? Maybe I could break out my gag ball.”
I didn’t really own a gag ball, but I did know a few people that did. I’d only said it to get a rouse out of her and it seemed to work.

She smacked me lightly on the chest.
“You’re a freak. Do you have a secret red room?”

“A what?”
I had no idea what a red room was, nor did I know anyone that had one. Perhaps Lacey was into some freaky shit herself.

As I waited for her to start explaining and to tell me some dark sexual secret, she dropped the subject
completely, but what she said made me forget about it anyway. “I did think about you.”

“Oh yeah,” I grabbed her
hips and started moving her against me. “Were we naked?”

She bobbed her head up and then down, while biting on her lip
. “Of course.”

“I thought about you, too.”
I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I wanted her pussy. I needed to taste her and to feel how wet she was for me. In a swift move, she was on top of me and her pussy was at my face. Her familiar fragrance filled my nostrils and I knew I had to dive in. I licked over her clit until she started trying to squirm. “Mmm, I thought about this every night. You taste like honeysuckle and I love that shit.”

She said nothing as I began lapping up every inch of her swollen pussy. Her hands were in my hair, pulling it as I worked her with my tongue
. She let go and I watched as her fingers trailed over her own nipples. She closed her eyes and touched herself, while I sucked and ravaged her sweet pussy lips.

I
fucked her with my tongue, while vigorously rubbing on her swollen bud. Lacey began to cry out and I knew I had her where I wanted her. Her body began to shake, but she refused to take her eyes off of what I was doing to her. I sucked her pussy into my mouth and tugged, while still massaging her clit with my thumb.

She was losing control and I could feel
it happening against my mouth.

I tried to hold her still while kissing over her saturated muff, but she was losing control. It was messy and fulfilling at the same time, knowing that I’d given her such pleasure.

When she finally came to relax her muscles again, I kissed my way up her body. Our eyes met and a smile formed across my face as she bit down on her lip again.

I sucked on her neck and then below her mouth.
“Suck it off my chin, Lace. Taste yourself and tell me how I make you feel when I’m sucking on that little clit.”

She did as I told her, licking and sucking her orgasm off of my skin. When she pulled away, she licked her lips again.
“Tasting myself makes me horny. It makes me want you to do it again.”

I liked this new side of her and wanted her even more.
“I’m not done with you tonight. When we’re done, you’ll be squirting that hot cum, feeling what it’s like to lose total control of yourself. I love watching you do it,” I ran my fingers over her clit. “But I know you can do better.”

My hand went back
at it, caressing her wet lips between her legs. She pushed me away, only so she could slide down and give my cock some much needed attention. I wasn’t going to deny her, considering I could feel my heart beating in my shaft.