Restore Me (Book 2.5 Kin Series) (5 page)

It wasn’t like they would have noticed me. Whoever he was in the car with was moaning up a storm.  The car was wobbling all around, putting good use to the shocks. I walked right up and beat on the window.

The sounds stopped and so did their movements.

“Police! Come out with your hands in the air.”

I heard my brother’s voice first. “Be right out officer.”

I could hardly hold in my laughter. “I said now, boy.”

My brother opened up the rear car door on the passenger side. I happened to be standing on the driver’s side. He turned around with his hands in the air in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs.

I hunched over and burst into a laughing fit. “You should have seen your face.”

Jamey, leaned his head on the car. “You scared the shit out of me. I kept wonderin’ why a cop would come back here.”

I pointed inside of the car. “Who you got in there?”

Jamey seemed reluctant to share who the secret girl was that he’d been frolicking around with. “She’s no one.”

“Boy, she better be legal.” I wasn’t speaking about her ethnic origin. I was talking about her age. Jamey had hit on many girls that may not have even hit puberty.

“She is, I swear.”

I pointed to the car again. “Well, why won’t she come out? What are you hidin’ from me? Start talkin’ or I’ll tell mom about your little parkin’ spot.”

He leaned in the car and said something to the girl. Slowly, I spotted a blonde, with her hair messed up, climbing out of the car. When she turned around, I knew exactly who she was and her age was the last thing on my mind. “Seriously? You’re sleepin’ with Peyton? Jamey, Shayne’s goin’ to kick your little ass.”

Jamey began to laugh as he put his arm around her and took a drag of his cigarette. “I ain’t scared of her brother, or her daddy. We’re havin’ fun, right baby?”

She looked at him and smiled. “Yeah, we are.”

I recognized when two people were sexually aroused, and knew it was my opportunity to walk away, before things got even more awkward. Besides, the less I knew about them, the less
it would be blamed on me when the shit hit the fan.

“I’m out of here. Pu
t your clothes on and get goin’.”

Peyton ducked back in the car and Jamey had the kind of look, like he knew I was going to give him shit once we were alone.
I threw my hands up and started walking away.

The truth was, my brother was over eighteen and was old enough to make his own decisions. If he wanted to stir the pot with the family, it was his problem, not mine.

My shift went by quick, especially considering that we pretty busy. There was some bike event at the beach and since we were located on the way, everyone and their mother came in for breakfast.

Between Ford lecturing me, my brother tapping someone he shouldn’t have, living on my own and the busy day at work, I needed a release.
The gym was too busy on Sunday’s and I couldn’t call Candace, because she enjoyed her weekends off. I had one more option on my speed dial and her place was on the way to mine.

Summer Marks met me in Culinary School. We hit it off immediately and neither of
us wanted anything to mess up our chance at success. After one night of drinks after a long day, I told her my arrangement that I had with a few other women. She seemed interested, so we went back to her place. Getting her into bed was easy, but I couldn’t have anticipated how flexible the woman was. She could put both of her legs behind her head and hold them there without her hands. She was like a fucking carnival act and I was able to get a free show.

Summer greeted me at her door, like every time I’d stopped by to visit. Right away, I recognized the smell of her perfume. Her long black hair blew with the breeze as she caught a gust of the fall air. “Long time no see.”

I walked in and took off my shoes in her foyer. Like me, she’d done well for herself, landing a job at a famous restaurant that served only the finest of foods.

“I’ve been busy.” We kissed on the cheek and I followed her back to the kitchen.
“I finally got my own place.”

She poured me a glass of wine and took a sip of her own. “I guess that’s a cause for celebration, considering that I made head chef.”

“Wow, congratulations.”

She snickered and sat down her glass, leaning over the counter to be closer to me. “Now, cut to the chase. Are we here to talk shop, or did you come here for something else?”

“You never were one to talk.”

She walked around the counter and grabbed the collar of my shirt. “I was under the impression that’s what you like about me.”

We kissed hard on the lips and immediately began taking off each other’s clothes. This was the part I got off on. I didn’t need some kind of clingy relationship where I had to remind the chick how beautiful she was every five seconds. I wanted to get in and get out, without the bullshit that most women wanted.

In a matter
of seconds, we were naked, on the cold ceramic tiled floor. I pulled Summer on my lap and caressed her neck with my lips. Her body smelled tantalizing and the more I kissed the more I wanted to feast on her sweet pussy. It was easy to push her down and position myself between her legs. She leaned up on her elbows to watch me work my magic. Each lick to her folds made her throw her head back. I sucked, licked and flicked on her clit, causing her to spasm and yank at my hair. She cried out when her body finally calmed to a relaxed pose and then it was my turn. I reached in my pants and grabbed a rubber out of my wallet before positioning myself at the base of her saturated cunt.

She was ready for me as I took my first thrust and entered her. I could feel the warmth and juices surrounding my cock as I worked in and out of her. She did that thing, where she grabbed her legs and put them back behind her head. Not only did it give me an
ample view of my dick penetrating her, but it got me off watching her stretched hole as I moved out and then back in again.

I reached up, and squeezed her little tits, taking her nipples in between my fingers. Her body arched as I began to fuck her harder. I came and felt the stress leaving my body. For the next couple of seconds the only thing I could feel was being satisfied.

Summer got up like nothing had happened between us. She stayed naked and left me sitting there on the floor. The chick wasn’t like the others that I banged. She was all about the sex and when it was over, she wanted to act like it never happened. “Are you planning on having me over to your place anytime soon, Joey?”

I reached around her waist and hugged her naked body, placing my hands on he abdomen. “You should come over. We can cook dinner.”

She turned around and started laughing. “Really, you want to cook with me?”

“Yeah. Why not?”

She pushed me away. “Because, you made the rules. You like what this is and so do I. Besides, I’m sort of seeing someone.”

I backed away and raised an eyebrow. “See, this is why I won’t ever let myself fall in love.”

“It’s not serious, but in time it could be. Stop getting all noble, Joey. You’re a walking sex fiend.”

I leaned on the counter and though
t about what she’d said. I’d never been called out by someone I slept with. It was difficult to be labeled, even if it was what I wanted.

On the way home, I thought a lot about what she’d called me. Summer was the type of girl that I always thought would stay single. She took our
arrangement serious and never once tried to make it more than it was. For her to want to settle down was hard to understand.

The second I thought about losing Summer made my mind go straight to Lacey. I wondered if she’d ever be willing to be the person that took Summer’s place.

Why I couldn’t get her out of my head was driving me crazy. I was going to have to get her into my bed soon, with or without Ford’s blessing
, and I’d have to make it perfect, so she’d keep coming back for more.

Chapter 6

I’d been living in my place for a while and still hadn’t had a woman over. It was weird how I’d gotten so used to going to get pussy that I didn’t know if I wanted to have it in my own house.

My mom brought over my old bedroom set and put it in my spare room. I wasn’t planning on inviting anyone to stay the night, but figured the room looked better with furniture.

Candace was the first woman that I invited over. From the time she walked in the door I realized how different it felt. She’d agreed to massage me, but I didn’t like the vibe that she had when she came in and sat down. I was so used to showing up and knowing what to expect. It was hard seeing her waiting for me to communicate when I didn’t want to. “So, you want somethin’ to drink?”

She folded her hands in her lap and shrugged. “Yeah, water would be great.”

When I got into the kitchen, I leaned over the counter and realized that I’d put myself in a terrible situation. Candace didn’t come here professionally with a little action on the side. She’d come here thinking that I’d invited her because I wanted to take things to another level.

I came back out into the living room with a glass of water, but she wasn’t there anymore. Instead, I heard her calling me from my bedroom. When I walked in, I found her sprawled across my bed. She was completely naked with her knees up and legs spread. “I figured I could make myself at home.”

I stood there, in the doorway, clenching my jaw and analyzing the situation. Slowly, while keeping my eyes on the woman who’d begun touching herself on my bed, I undressed. She started backing up on the bed as I approached. After one rough kiss I picked her up and carried her to the guest room. She was so involved in our kisses to gather what I was doing until her ass hit the cushion. I pulled away, realizing I needed to grab a rubber. “I’ll be right back.”

I applied it and walked back in the room to find her sitting up. “How come we couldn’t do it in that room?”

I had to come up with something fast, so as I drug my stubble over one of her nipples, I explained. “It tends to get messy when we fuck and I like to keep my sheets clean.”

S
he seemed satisfied with the explanation enough to grab my hair and pull me into another kiss. With one swift move she was flipping us around and squirming down between my legs. She started sucking on my dick, over the condom, not complaining of having the taste of rubber on her mouth. The harder she sucked the more I played with her hair and forgot about the awkwardness. Candace brought me to the brink and then scooted up again. She lifted one leg and grabbed ahold of my cock again. I felt myself going inside of her as she sat back down on me. While holding her hips, I watched her massaging her breasts and licking her own fingers. She reached down and started rubbing her clit while moving her body into a steady groove. I reached back and took a handful of her ass cheeks. I lifted her and then let her fall back down.

Candace leaned her head back as she started to orgasm. She lifted up and hopped over my face, shoving her pussy down against my mouth. With one hand in my hair, she gripped and pulled. “Eat it again. Lick it clean.”

I sucked on her cunt, lapping up her juices as she grinded it against my face. Her juices tasted musky and her pheromones turned me on more. I lifted her off of me to the side, and then flipped her over until her ass was up in the air. Her face smashed against the headboard, while I grabbed the top of it. I shoved myself back inside of her and used the headboard to thrust with all my might. The loud sounds of it crashing into the wall only fueled me more to rock inside of her harder. She wanted it and I was going give it to her.

Her little pussy clenched my dick and I could tell she was cumming. She closed her eyes and screamed out, but I kept ramming into her. The more she cried, the more I liked it.
I kept driving myself into her until I felt myself tightening up. Release came and I finally relaxed on the bed beside her.

We caught our breath before either of us could speak. Candace leaned up on her elbow and played with the skin on my chest. “That was different.”

I patted her hand, making her stop. “Yeah.” In fear of her wanting to cuddle or something, I sat up. I couldn’t explain the things were running through my mind, but I knew I had to get her out of my place so I could figure things out alone.

I stood up and started walking toward my room to
get dressed.

“Joey, where are you going?”

“I’ve got somethin’ to do later. Sorry, I need to get dressed.”

I was right about it being different and knew I never should have invited her over. It was a huge mistake. After getting completely dressed as if I did have plans, I saw Candace come into the room. She walked up and put her arms around me. “Are we cool?”

I looked down and kissed the top of her head. “Yeah. Sorry. I’ll see you Wednesday for our usual appointment. This thing I have to do just slipped my mind.”

Candace gathered her clothes and finally left a few minutes later.
As soon as she was gone I felt like I could breathe again. I jumped in the shower and stood there letting the hot water fall over me. I couldn’t believe that even the idea of having anything more with a woman had me so messed up. I punched the shower wall, feeling more frustrated with myself than ever before. I’d worked so damn hard to get to where I was. The last thing I needed was complications.