Why not know what it felt like? Know Kye in every way. Then, while I pined for what I no longer had, at least I wouldn’t be pining for something I’d never experienced.

  “I want all of it,” I said finally.

  He tensed, and he moved the glass on his knee to the table beside him without looking away from me. “I’m gonna need you to elaborate on that sentence, Baby Doll.”

  Here it goes …

  “I want you to fuck me on every piece of furniture in this house. The wall. Maybe even the shower—”

  Kye moved then and grabbed my arm, his eyes narrowing as he studied my face. “You can’t say fuck, Baby Doll,” he said tightly.

  “Why? You brought it up. And I want it.”

  He swallowed hard. “What’s the catch?” His words were tense.

  “There is no catch. You fuck me until you’re bored with me, and then we can go back to being platonic. I only ask that while we are fucking, you keep it exclusive. Just me.”

  Kye rubbed the back of his neck. “You think we can do that? You can do that? Stay friends once the sex has run its course?”

  I nodded. “Yes. And Jagger is your insurance policy,” I told him. “Even if I was angry or hurt, I’d never shut you out. Because of him.”

  The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. “So, Jag has taken my place as your number one.”

  I shrugged. “He’s cuter than you.”

  A wicked grin spread across Kye’s face. “Is that so?”

  I nodded.

  He ran his hand down my neck and over my cleavage before covering my left breast and squeezing it. “You want us to stay here with you, and you’re gonna let me have you whenever I want you?”

  “Yes,” I breathed, afraid that I’d just jumped off a cliff.

  “You gotta swear I won’t mess us up. I want you. I’ve wanted you for a long time. But it is also hard to accept something I’ve told myself I couldn’t have for years.”

  “I know what I’m asking, Kye. I’ve thought hard about this.”

  “What if I want it rough? I’ve got some kinks,” he asked, moving to the buttons on the front of my shirt and slowly undoing them.

  “I’ve never had rough. I want to know how it feels.”

  His eyes flared with desire. Want. Need. “Baby Doll,” he said, “get this motherfucking shirt off before I rip it. I don’t want to destroy something you made, but I want you naked and in my lap.”

  I took over the unbuttoning, then shrugged the shirt off before reaching around and unhooking my bra. Kye’s eyes stayed glued on my breasts, and the moment the bra fell away, he made a deep sound in his chest. His hands were on them, and he squeezed them so hard that it was painful. I let out a yelp, and his eyes flew to my face. I expected him to apologize because that was how he was. But he didn’t. Instead, it seemed to excite him that he’d caused me pain.

  “Stand up and get the rest off,” he demanded, and my body instantly reacted to it.

  I stood and shimmied out of my skirt as his eyes seemed to eat me up inch by inch.

  After I slid my panties off, he held out his hand. “Give them to me.”

  I held them out to him, and he snatched them from me while his eyes roamed over my body. Kye wadded my panties into his hand and held them to his nose as he inhaled deeply.

  “Fuck, that’s good,” he said, then rubbed his face in them.

  Reaching for the sweatpants he was wearing, he shoved them down and discarded them. He wasn’t wearing underwear, but that wasn’t what was shocking.

  There was a lot of metal in his penis. I stood there, staring, unable to move.

  “I told you I was pierced,” he told me.

  “How … how many times?” I stammered.

  “Four.” Then, he held out his hand to me. “Come here.”

  I slipped my hand into his, and he pulled me forward.

  “Straddle me,” he instructed.

  He sank his hands into my hair as he held my head and gazed into my eyes. “Baby Doll, there are a lot of things I want to do to you. But I need to be inside of you before I fucking lose it. You’re still on birth control, right?”

  I nodded, never feeling this mix of emotions in my life. Excitement, need, desire, fear. All of it combined made me feel lightheaded. Or maybe that was all the piercings that he was about to stick inside of me.

  “I was checked after I found out about Jag. I’m clean. I can’t stand the idea of not being inside you raw. Feeling your hot, slick walls squeezing me. When I come, I want to be deep inside you.”

  Oh good Lord, I was going to orgasm just like this if he didn’t stop talking.

  “Fuck me, Kye,” I begged.

  My words made his nostrils flare and the veins in his neck stand out. His hands grabbed my waist, and he pushed me down on him as he lifted his hips to plunge into me. I whimpered as he sank all the way in so deep that I could feel the two piercings at the head of his cock that crossed each other hitting something inside of me.

  I grabbed his shoulders, and my nails dug into his skin.

  “FUUUCK! Baby Doll, that’s a tight cunt.”

  I rocked against him, then lifted my hips to sink down over him again. The piercing at his pubic bone was rubbing my clit in a way that was glorious. Needing more of that, I began riding him harder.

  Kye grabbed my face and covered my mouth with his. The out-of-control way he sucked at my bottom lip, then my tongue felt like he couldn’t get enough of me. As if he were trying to take all of me. This was how I’d always wanted to feel with a man. To know I could drive him to lose control.

  Kye’s hips lifted to thrust into me. When he tore his mouth off mine, he went directly to my left breast and pulled it into his mouth to suck while his hand twisted the nipple on my other one. I moaned with pleasure as he clamped down hard on the nipple in his mouth.

  He stopped and kept his eyes on my boobs, watching them bounce as he began to pump upward, harder and faster. “Prettiest tits I’ve ever seen,” he growled. “I’m gonna need to come on them soon. Rub my semen all over them.”

  When his piercing hit my clit this time, the crossed piercing at the head touched a spot inside me I knew had never been touched, and pure euphoria took me under, like a wave crashing over me. I had no control anymore as my body shook and trembled. I cried out Kye’s name over and over as it seemed to keep me there in a state of bliss.

  “Fuck, Baby Doll! Holy shit!” Kye shouted as a warmth began to fill me deep inside. His arms wrapped around me as he panted and jerked beneath me. “GAH!” he moaned as I felt more of his release.

  I shuddered in his embrace and clung to him. Slowly, my body was easing, coming down from its high.

  Kye buried his face in the crook of my neck and held me so tightly that it was as if he thought I was going to run away. Did he not realize I probably couldn’t even walk right now? My entire body was spent.

  “Damn.” His voice was hoarse as he pressed his lips to my neck. “I didn’t know I could come that much.”

  A giggle escaped me.

  “Baby Doll, are you laughing at me?” he asked, moving his head back to look at my face.

  “No.”

  He reached up and pushed the hair back out of my face. “Then, tell me what that giggle was about. Here I am, thinking I just rocked your world, and you giggle.”

  I bit my bottom lip and felt him still inside me. “You rocked my world. That was a happy-slash-amazed giggle.”

  He grinned then. Cocky man. “Amazed, huh?”

  “Yes. Amazed.”

  I shifted on his lap, and the piercings rubbed in new places. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.

  “You keep that up, and I’m gonna fuck you again,” he warned.

  I opened my eyes and stared at him through my lashes. “Promise?”

  Kye groaned, then slammed his mouth down over mine.

  Twenty-Six

  Kye

  Genesis looked over at me as Jagger took his bottle. “Go to sleep,” she told me.

  I shook my head. “You’ve not been to sleep either. That’s not fair.” Besides, I liked watching her with him. I wasn’t ready to close my eyes.

  “One of us needs to be asleep when he falls asleep or …” She trailed off, blushing.

  We’d come to bed after I made her bend over the coffee table so I could watch her ass bounce while I fucked her the second time. Problem was, the moment I started spooning her, we were unable to stop moving—or maybe I couldn’t stop moving. I took her leg, threw it over mine, and slid into her from behind. We’d been nice and quiet until I slipped my hand around and started playing with her clit. Then, she’d begun getting more frantic, which made her pussy squeeze me even harder.

  The sound of her crying out my name seemed to send me into some insane, animalistic heat, where I ejaculated so hard that my entire body spasmed. It was incredible. I wasn’t sure it was normal though. Not that I gave a fuck.

  I ran my hand up her bare thigh.

  “Kye,” she scolded me. “I’m feeding the baby.”

  “But you don’t have on panties, and my cum is leaking out of you,” I said. “I just want to feel it.”

  Her entire body flushed. Damn, that was cute. So cute that I wanted to fuck her again.

  “Don’t say that. He can hear you,” she whispered.

  I watched as she tried to stay focused on feeding Jagger and ignoring me. Part of me wanted to tease her and make it impossible. I had to get away from her if I was going to keep my hands off her while she fed him.

  “Come to the master bedroom when he’s back asleep. I have the monitor with me,” I told her, moving to get off the bed.

  “Are we not going to bed?” she asked as I stood up.

  “We will. After.”

  She didn’t ask after what. She just nodded her head and dropped her gaze back to Jagger. I left the room, thinking about my cum making her thighs wet as it slowly trickled out of her. I went back to the living room and picked up her discarded panties, then pressed them to my nose as I made my way back down the hall. When I got to the master bedroom, I pulled the covers back and lay down, then began to rub the soft silk over my dick slowly.

  My eyes went to the monitor as she began to stand up and wrap Jagger back tightly in his blanket. He was good about going back to sleep now. When she walked away and I heard the faint click, I moved my gaze to the door, waiting for her to walk through.

  The sight of her in my old football T-shirt and nothing else was the hottest damn thing I’d ever seen. She paused and looked at her panties that I was rubbing over my cock. Her breath hitched as she stared. I continued to do it, enjoying the way she watched me.

  “Come here, Baby Doll,” I told her.

  She walked over to the bed, and I dropped her panties beside me.

  “Take off the shirt.”

  There was no porn that compared to seeing Genesis pull my high school football T-shirt off to reveal her completely naked body. Her tits had my bite marks and hickeys all over them. I’d sucked so much that her nipples had to be sore.

  I held my hand out to her, and she slipped her smaller one in mine.

  “Come ride me one more time before we go to bed. I want to be as deep inside you as I can get while those tits I’m obsessed with bounce.”

  Genesis blushed as she climbed on the bed and straddled me. My gaze went to the opening between her legs, and I could see the inside of her thighs damp from my cum. Fuck, that was hot. I’d owned that pussy tonight. She would be tender tomorrow. I would keep my face down there and be sure to make it feel all better. But tonight, I needed her over me, taking her pleasure while I watched. I was hungry for it.

  Before she could sink down on me, I reached between her thighs and ran my fingers over our mixed juices, then rubbed it around while she moaned. I was torn between watching her face and the way my cum looked on her pussy.

  “Kye.” She panted my name.

  Fuck, nothing had ever sounded that good.

  “Yeah, Baby Doll?” My eyes were locked on her face now.

  “Please,” she begged.

  “What do you need?” I asked her because I loved hearing her say it.

  “Fuck me.”

  Those two words coming from her pretty heart-shaped mouth were going to be my undoing. She had no idea how much power she had over me. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down as I lifted mine and thrust inside of her. When I was fully seated as deep as I could go, I let out a deep growl. God, she was so tight. Did Bowie not ever fuck her? Jesus Christ, had I ever been in a pussy this good? No, I fucking hadn’t. I would remember something that had felt this phenomenal.

  Genesis leaned back and placed her hands on my upper thighs for balance, then began bouncing on my cock. Holy fuck, that was hot. For a moment, I was unable to do anything but stare. Take it all in. Memorize every moment. Her sounds became louder moans as her internal walls began milking my cock. That crazed animal she seemed to awaken in me roared to life. Grabbing her waist, I flipped her onto her back, taking her wrists and pinning her arms over her head while those almond-shaped aquamarine eyes stared up at me with fascination and excitement. The fact that she wanted me to lose it and take her only made the animal inside me pacing back and forth ready to attack her more insane.

  I slammed my cock into her hard, and she arched her back, crying out my name.

  “You like to be fucked hard, Baby Doll?” I asked.

  “Yes! Your piercings,” she panted, then made another sexy sound in her throat.

  “You like the metal,” I taunted as I slid out slow, then sank back in hard and fast. “That makes my girl’s pussy feel good.”

  She nodded frantically. “Yes, yes! Harder, Kye!”

  Damn. Any control I’d had was gone. My free hand went to her throat as I squeezed gently. Her eyes widened, and I knew she’d never had this done before. I held her gaze as I bared my teeth, unable to stop the animal she’d unleashed that couldn’t get deep enough inside her.

  “My pussy,” I growled. Words I’d never said in my life. I didn’t claim pussies, but right now, I knew I’d kill any man that touched this one.

  “AHHH! Oh God!” she screamed bucking her hips as her cunt began to spasm, sucking my dick deeper inside.

  I watched her body begin to tremble and shake as the orgasm took her.

  The magic voodoo she was doing to my cock sent me spiraling over the edge with her. I released her neck and wrists to dig my fingers into the soft flesh on her hips as the first shot of my release filled her.

  “FUCK!” I roared, holding her hips against me as I stayed buried deep while my cream continued to pulse inside her.

  She was watching me with a look of awe and pleasure on her beautiful face. My cock jerked again.

  She was perfect. She’d always been perfect, but, damn, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to stop this. I didn’t want to. What did it mean for the future? She was my best friend. The only female I’d drop everything for. She centered and calmed me when nothing else could. Just looking at her made me feel like all was right with the world.

  Now … I was pretty damn sure she owned my cock.

  Twenty-Seven

  Genesis

  It was hard to stay focused on the outfit I was making while Kye walked around the kitchen, shirtless, with a pair of shorts hanging off his hips. He had come in to make a sandwich while Jagger napped. I’d promised Chloe that I’d make the two new sketches of mine she’d seen while she was visiting. However, I was going to end up ruining this fabric if I didn’t stop glancing up at Kye.

  His text alert went off twice, and he glanced at his phone lying on the bar, but didn’t pick it up or seem concerned with answering whoever it was. The third time it went off, I stopped sewing and looked up again.

  “You’re popular this afternoon,” I said to him.

  He leaned against the counter as he took a bite of his sandwich and grinned at me. When he began to chew, I lined my fabric back up and started working on the dress I was making again. Another ding from his phone, followed by another.

  I glanced up again. “That sounds important.”

  He shook his head while eating and still watching me. Completely ignoring his phone.

  “Could you go eat that in the living room?” I asked, my eyes unable not to drift down his chest and the V clearly defined below his waist.

  “Why can’t I look at you while I eat?”

  I sighed and lifted my eyes back to his. “Because you are distracting.”

  He smirked and took another bite, making it clear he wasn’t leaving.

  “Fine,” I said, stopping my work and standing up. “I’ll eat too.”

  When I started to walk past him, he reached out and grabbed my arm, tugging me to him. His phone went off again. Glancing down, I saw the name Winter on it. My eyes snapped back up to him.

  “Who’s Winter?” I asked, trying not to sound jealous.

  I was still waiting for him to change his mind about us having sex and being exclusive. I didn’t know how not to bore him. I wanted to be more adventurous. Keep him satisfied.

  His hand circled around my waist, then lowered to grab my butt. “Someone I’m ignoring.”

  I raised my eyebrows, staring up at him. “She’s a stripper, isn’t she?” Yes, I was jealous. Terribly so.

  He nodded, then leaned down to press a kiss to my mouth.

  “What is she saying?” I asked him.

  “I don’t know or care.” He squeezed my butt and nuzzled the crook of my neck.

  “You’re trying to distract me,” I accused.

  “No, Baby Doll. I’m trying to fuck you.”

  Laughing, I put my hands on his chest and pushed him back before he got his wish.