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  “Yeah, I live in the white house with the porch.” He jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “Look I know this seems weird, but you’re pretty much my only neighbor. I thought the least I can do is learn your name and offer to pick up the paper when you go out of town.” He shot her an adorable smile complete with twin dimples.

  Heat exploded between Kasey’s thighs at the dimple sighting. Damn, this man was perfect fodder for her next hero. How could she resist finding out more about him? Her inner hussy snorted, “Yeah, research, sure that’s all you want him for.”

  “I don’t get a paper.” Then wanted to slap herself. Good-looking men did not show up at her door every day. “I mean, thank you for the offer, but I read my news online.”

  “Okay, then what if you offered to feed my cat if I wasn’t home?” The shining amusement in his coffee-colored eyes invited her to laugh along with him.

  “Do you even have a cat?” Feeling more comfortable, Kasey leaned against the door, certain she’d have time to slam it in his face if he did something weird.

  His husky laugh sent shivers down her spine and straight between her legs. “No, but I’ll head to the shelter this weekend if it means getting you to let me past the door.”

  Stifling a laugh, she made the effort to wipe all signs of amusement from her face. “Look, I’m sure you’re a regular guy, nice even, but I don’t know anything about you. I have no idea if you’re as harmless as the Easter Bunny or a scumbag. I don’t make it a habit of allowing strange men into my house just because they have a cold beer and a killer smile.”

  If anything his grin widened. “Killer smile, huh? I can work with that,” he teased, then grew serious. “I’m glad you’re a cautious woman. If more people were like you they’d be a lot safer.”

  “I should tell you just in case my phone is programmed to dial 9-1-1 if I scream at it.”

  He laughed. “I assure you I’m a perfectly respectable person. No arrests, hardly even a speeding ticket.”

  “That’s a refreshing change,” she joked.

  “So I’m going to set the beer down now and show you my ID. Okay?”

  Not wanting to take a chance just on the remote possibility appearances were misleading and he turned out to be a new breed of rapist or serial killer, Kasey backed into the hallway keeping the thick door between them at all times. “Fine, just no weird stuff. I have mace, too.” A complete lie, but at least he wouldn’t think she was defenseless.

  If her threat bothered him his handsome face gave no indication. With cautious movements, he lowered the two dark glass bottles to her porch then flipped out a worn leather billfold from his back pocket.

  With a quick grab, Kasey snatched the worn leather case. “Skyler Brody.” A fast glance at the picture and the man in front of her assured her they were one and the same. “Well, then. At least you don’t look like a serial rapist. Come in, please, Skyler Brody. And thank you for the beer.”

  And didn’t her crappy day just take a turn up.

  * * * * *

  The woman looked hotter than he’d imagined. With her curly red hair, sparkly green eyes and lush body, Skyler wanted nothing more than to rip her clothes off and fuck her right then and there.

  “Thanks,” he said, and had to clear his throat. The images from last night flashed through his mind again, making him very grateful for the loose sweatpants he’d chosen to wear. “You’ve got a nice place here.”

  She shot him a tentative smile over her shoulder as she led him deeper into her house. “Thank you. I like it here. It’s a quiet neighborhood where nothing much happens. Pretty safe for a woman living alone.”

  The living room, which opened into the kitchen, gave the whole area a broad open feeling. With the wide plush couches, stone coffee table and large windows, Skyler immediately felt at home. Especially when he saw the huge flat screen television above the stone fireplace. “Wow, I really like what you’ve done with the place.”

  She followed his gaze and laughed. “Yeah, my sister Kira is a buyer for that big electronics store. She’s always passing along her leftovers. This is the third new set I’ve had in the past year.”

  His brother, Reed, would love hearing that. A woman who knew and understood electronics and all the other gadgets his younger sibling got paid to play with. He briefly wondered if he should try to introduce the two. Then shook his head. First Sky needed to sate his ever-growing need with his neighbor. Let Reed find his own girl.

  “Must be nice, upgrading every time something new comes out,” he said, trying to find a way to ease into her nighttime activities.

  Her shoulder lifted in a casual shrug. “I guess, but it’s a pain resetting everything else to match up to it.”

  Deliberately he clinked the bottles in his hand and, as he’d hoped, her gaze went straight to them. “Hope you like Lone Star?”

  “Love it, actually. My favorite brand. I’ve got some beer mugs in the freezer if you’d like one.”

  “That would be perfect.” He handed the bottles over and then crossed the room to sink into one of the dark brown couches. “This furniture is great. Mine’s nowhere near this comfortable.”

  Besides being perfect for an afternoon nap, the width of the cushions would be ideal for a little one-on-one action as well. Too easily he could picture Kasey naked, one smooth pale thigh thrown over the back of the couch while the other rested on his shoulder. Her bare wet cunt would gleam in the light of the fireplace. With slow, easy movements Sky would then use one hand to gently open her folds while lowering his head—

  “Here we go.” Kasey’s cheerful voice shattered his wonderful fantasy and caused his cock to throb in painful awareness.

  He quickly grabbed a pillow to cover the tent poking up between his thighs and carefully took the frosty mug from her. “Thanks.” He took a fast sip, hoping to cool the need burning inside him.

  One look into her bright green eyes and he knew anything short of burying himself balls-deep inside her wouldn’t work. Time to lead the conversation where he wanted it to go.

  “You’ve got what, two bedrooms here? That’s what I have, but I turned the front one into the master bedroom and use the other as a home office.”

  Her eyes widened at the news. So, he mused, she didn’t know his bedroom looked directly into her office. It made last night’s encounter all the more erotic.

  “Ah, no…I mean yes. I have two bedrooms, but the master’s in the back of the house with my office in the front. More room and better light when I work on the weekends.” She twisted her hands nervously in her lap while color rose on her cheeks.

  “You do a lot of work from home?” He pushed, wanting to know more about this stunningly beautiful woman fate dropped into his lap.

  “Yes… I mean no.” Her eyes skittered away as she groped blindly for the frozen mug on the coffee table. After a healthy swallow she set the drink down and took a deep breath, which he couldn’t help but notice did lovely things for her breasts. “I’m an accountant for a local furniture store. My day job, I guess you could call it. I work or write at night from home.”

  “A writer,” he said thoughtfully. The more he played it in his mind the better sense it made. Since his injury he’d watched her sit at her laptop every night, sometimes typing away for hours, lost in whatever she’d created. “That’s got to be more exciting than crunching numbers.”

  Kasey smiled. “You have no idea, but until I build up a bigger fan base, I’m stuck with the dreaded day job.”

  “Would I have read any of your work?” If he hadn’t then he’d be on the internet tonight ordering everything she’d ever published.

  Again her cheeks pinkened. “I doubt it, not unless you read Romantica.”

  “Romantica?” What the hell was that? Some new chick romance?

  “It’s romance for women just a little hotter than usual,” she explained, her eyes looking everywhere but at him.

  Hotter than usual? How hot had they been before? Maybe he’d been missing out
by dismissing romance as nothing more than wimpy men and whiny women. He was so heading to the nearest bookstore tomorrow. Then the most brilliant, erotic idea came to him.

  “I read somewhere writers have to do tons of research to get their stories right. You do that?”

  “Oh yes,” she agreed with a fervent nod. “Readers are very intelligent and they know when you’re trying to put something over on them.”

  “So you do most of your research here?” Come on, honey, he mentally cajoled, take the bait and put my cock out of its misery.

  “Depending on where the plot takes me, but yes, I can do just about everything I need from my office.” He watched her, judged her body language as relaxed and open. Right where he wanted her.

  “I might have seen a bit of your research last night through my window,” he said, his voice low and husky at the memories of Kasey pleasuring herself. “I wondered if it would be more accurate with a live test model. If so, I’m at your disposal.”

  “You saw!” Kasey jumped to her feet, ignoring the empty mug that had fallen over in her haste. “I can’t believe this. I didn’t think you were home.” She covered her face with her hands and moaned. “This is humiliating.”

  Having heard enough Sky got to his feet and crossed the room to her. With gentle movements he tugged her hands down and stared straight into her embarrassed green eyes. “I’ve never seen anything hotter or sexier in my life. I came so hard watching you I saw stars.”

  At his admission silence settled between them while he let her absorb his words. A few minutes passed before Kasey finally spoke, her voice hesitant and unsure. “You liked watching me?”

  He used one finger to gently tilt her chin up. When their eyes met he said, “I loved watching you touch yourself. Seeing that sweet bare flesh made me hungry to taste you. I’ve been waiting for you all day, dying to slip my tongue inside you and fuck you until you scream and beg for my cock.”

  She said nothing, shock immobilizing her, and just stood there with his finger under her chin and blinked those big innocent-looking eyes at him. Thinking he’d pushed too far, too fast, Sky dropped his arm and backed away. “Look, I’m sorry if I got out of line. Like I said seeing you last night pretty much blew my mind and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Uh, I’ll just let myself out.”

  He turned to leave when a soft hand at his shoulder stopped him. He looked down and his body blushed while his heart did a weird flip.

  “Give me a second to catch up,” she asked softly. “You may have been thinking about me all day, but this is the first moment for me.”

  “Should I say I’m sorry again?”

  She shook her head and red curls sprang from her loose ponytail to frame her delicate heart-shaped face. “No, I kind of like the idea of you seeing me.”

  “I’d like to see a whole lot more. I’d love to touch and taste a whole lot more as well.” He was honest, not sure how much more pressure his poor dick could take. One touch and he’d blast off.

  “Why don’t we start with a kiss and go from there,” she offered with a shy, hesitant smile. “It may be just like kissing your sister.”

  “I don’t have a sister,” he whispered before leaning down to cover her lips with his own.

  Chapter Two

  His lips were like rough velvet against hers, brushing against her mouth like the kiss of a butterfly before he increased the pressure. His hands gripped her head, holding it in place while his tongue danced across the seam of her lips before thrusting inside. She gripped his wrists, holding on for dear life as the kiss built and built. The tip of his tongue traced a fiery line across the roof of her mouth and the smooth inside flesh of her lip. Her knees weakened and her legs threatened to collapse beneath her as heat consumed her body.

  Time stood still, everything in her body focused on the kiss, the touching of lips and tongues, the back and forth thrust as he drank from her, tasted her, pulled her tongue into his mouth. When he lifted his head they were both breathing unevenly.

  Skyler took one of her hands and lowered it to where his cock was making an impressive tent in his sweat pants. He pressed her hand to his erection and her fingers wrapped around it automatically. The heat radiating from his swollen flesh shot up along her arm and into her body, making her pussy weep and her pulse ratchet up its erratic beat.

  “See what you do to me?” His voice was thick, husky with need. “I’ve been like this since I saw you last night.”

  “You have?” She trembled with the desire coursing through her.

  “So are you going to take pity on me and relieve my condition or are you going to make me keep suffering?”

  “Well,” she whispered. “I guess we could chalk it up to special research.”

  “Oh, I’m all for that. But only if we get to it pretty soon.”

  She laughed breathlessly and backed up to the couch, taking him with her. Her back was pressed into the nubby fabric of the cushions as his weight came down on top of her. He licked her lips lightly before moving his mouth down to the pulse beating so desperately at the hollow of her throat. When he placed his open mouth over it and sucked lightly her entire body clenched. She wanted to rip off all their clothes and feel him skin to skin.

  But Skyler was way ahead of her. He lifted himself enough to slip one hand between them and tug at her tank top, pulling it up until she felt the cool air on her breasts.

  “No bra.” His voice was heavy with admiration. “Thank god.”

  Then his lips closed over one nipple and immediately it hardened. Arrows of sensation shot through her to her womb and set the inner walls of her cunt fluttering. She arched her body up to him, her hands sliding beneath the fabric of his t-shirt across the smooth, hard muscles of his back.

  Skyler hummed his appreciation, a sound that vibrated through her entire body.

  He moved his mouth to her other nipple, giving it the same attention, the same wet heat. When he closed his teeth over it and bit down very gently a soft moan echoed in the back of her throat.

  “We have too many clothes on.”

  Skyler lifted himself from her, pulling her tank top over her head at the same time. He tore off his own t-shirt and dropped his sweat pants. He’s a god, she thought, staring at him. Every bit of his tall body was sculpted with fine muscle definition, his chest broad and dusted with fine dark hair, his thighs powerful. An angry red scar ran inside one shoulder, something she wanted to remember to ask him about later. But not now. Now she had other things to consider.

  His magnificent cock hung between those thighs, open to her scrutiny. Kasey’s eyes widened. His shaft was long and thick, with a purplish head darkened from the blood rushing to it. A tiny drop of pre-cum glistened at the slit. Impulsively she sat up, leaned forward to wrap her fingers around the thick erection and drew her tongue slowly across the velvety head.

  “Shit, Kasey!” Skyler stood there with his body stiff and his fists clenched. ‘Give me a break here.”

  “You taste good,” she murmured.

  He unclenched his fists and moved forward. “My turn.”

  In seconds her shorts and thong were gone and she was splayed on the couch with one leg over the back and the other over Skyler’s shoulder as he knelt between her thighs. Lean fingers caressed the naked skin of her mound before pulling back the swollen flesh of her labia. One swipe of his tongue and her body convulsed.

  “God, you taste better than anything I’ve ever wrapped my tongue around.” His voice vibrated against her flesh as he bent to his task again. His wide shoulders kept her thighs apart. He nibbled at her swollen, sensitive clit, licked her inner lips, teased at the opening of her cunt with the tip of his tongue. She pushed her hips at him and pressed the heel of one foot on his neck, trying to hurry him, trying to increase the pressure, but he was relentless in his teasing and tasting.

  Every swipe of his tongue set her nerves firing and her muscles quaking. Every lick, every nip, heated her until she was sure she couldn’t stan
d it another moment. The muscles in her belly clenched and her hips jerked.

  “Hold your breasts for me.” He sat up, her juices glistening on his lips. “Pinch the nipples.”

  She did as he asked, so hot for him she would have done anything for him. Watching from beneath heavy-lidded eyes, she saw him reach for his sweatpants, dig into the side pocket and pull out a condom.

  “Do you always come with high expectations?” she asked.

  He grinned. “And a whole lot of hope.” He sheathed himself and knelt between her thighs again. “Kasey, I could feast on your cunt all night but if I don’t get inside you in the next ten seconds I might lose my mind. Or explode.”

  Sliding his hands beneath her bottom he lifted her to him, positioned the head of his cock at the opening of her pussy and began an agonizingly slow glide inside. The thickness of his shaft stretched her muscles as he inched deeper and deeper. A brief thought flashed through her mind that she had never been this eager or ready for any man before, never wanted another man with such intensity. From the moment he walked in her door she was lost and she knew it.

  And then she couldn’t think at all anymore. He buried himself deep inside her, his balls touching the rounded curve of her ass. He nudged her hands away from her breasts and closed his mouth around one nipple again as his hips started a smooth back and forth movement. Kasey reached for his shoulders, his neck, anything to steady herself as heat and sensation consumed her and she flew into space.

  “God, you’re like a silk fist around me,” he groaned, lifting his head as his hips rocked and his balls kissed her ass.

  But she couldn’t speak. Every bit of breath had left her body and her heart thudded so hard she was sure it would pound out of her chest.

  Back, forth. In, out. Each movement creating delicious friction on her swollen clit. Again, again.

  The orgasm built within her, clawing its way up from deep inside her and she clung to his sweat-slicked muscular body with all her might.