Kate and I peek in each of the guest bedrooms briefly, as I’d already looked at the master bedroom on the first floor. The large bedroom at the back of the house has its own bathroom and looks out over the backyard. Kate walks up to the window and gazes down at Ben, a smile on her face.
“He’ll love it here,” she says sweetly. “And I’m thinking we need to find a dog, like really fast.”
Warmth expands in my chest, contracts inward briefly before pushing out farther, and then settles in with a comforting weight. I walk up behind Kate, touched and, not surprisingly, turned on by the happiness in her voice that Ben will get a dog.
I see Ben swinging from the monkey bars while Theresa stands by the edge and claps her hands at him.
Stepping right up to Kate’s backside, I bring one arm around her at chest level, cupping her breast in one hand, while the other pushes her ponytail to the side so I can dip my face to kiss her neck.
She moans and drops her head back on my shoulder. “What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly.
“Kissing your neck,” I murmur, then give her a little bite.
“That’s nice,” she says on a sigh.
While one hand massages her breast, the other drops around her waist and pulls her back in tight against me. My cock, which started getting hard the minute I first touched her, presses into her lower back.
“Mmmmm,” she hums in appreciation over my excitement for her.
And fuck…that is damn sexy.
My hand drops to the button on her jeans and quickly undoes it before jerking at her zipper.
Kate’s own hands come up and grab on to mine, trying to pull it away from her. “What are you doing?” she gasps in panic.
“Going to get you off really quick,” I tell her simply as I bat her hand away.
“Zack,” she tries to protest, but then my hand is slipping down the front of her panties and probing her darkest and wettest place.
“Ohhhh,” she groans, and her head falls back to my shoulder again while she pushes her hips against my hand.
“That’s my girl,” I praise, and then sink a finger deep inside her. “Are you going to come for me?”
She nods with a frenzy. I flick a glance out the window, see Ben and the real estate agent occupied.
I pump in and out of her a few times and then pull my finger out to have it work her clit. I want her to come hard and fast…our little sneaky secret.
There’s movement from the backyard and I see Theresa hold her hand out to Ben as he jumps down from the monkey bars. They start heading toward the back deck staircase.
“Uh-oh,” I taunt Kate as I rub at her furiously with one hand and squeeze her breast with the other. “Better hurry up, baby. We’re about to have company.”
“Oh, shit,” she moans as her hips buck against me. “We’d better stop.”
“No way,” I tell her. I rub my cheek against her neck, my fingers going to town between her legs. “You’re almost there…just give in to it.”
Kate inhales deeply and holds her breath, and I know she’s really super-close when she does that. I pinch her nipple through her T-shirt and bra and press down hard on her clit.
She fractures beautifully, right there in my arms, moaning softly as her hips continue to undulate against my hand.
I hear the back door open and Ben’s voice: “This house is so cool. I love it.”
Theresa laughs and says something softly back, but I can’t understand it because I’m mesmerized by what I just did to Kate.
Reluctantly, I pull my hand out from her pants and she hastily fastens them again. Then she turns toward me, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes glazed, and I can’t help myself. I lean in and give her a quick kiss. “You are stunning.”
She gives a huffy snort. “You are bad.”
“You like it,” I retort with a grin.
“I do,” she says with a laugh as she turns away and heads out of the bedroom. “I really do.”
Chapter 22
Kate
Zack does not screw around.
He made an offer on the house the same day that we looked at it. He made such a good offer, the sellers took it. They also were more than happy to have Zack move in immediately in exchange for rent. The closing wouldn’t take place for another month, but Zack was anxious to get that fresh start.
I’m thinking that he might be a little too anxious. He wants the move to happen next Wednesday. This is because the last game of the regular season was last night, and the Cold Fury has six days off until the first playoff game.
To facilitate matters, Zack hired a moving company to assist in the packing. They were in charge of packing all the breakables, which included pretty much everything in the kitchen as well as all the pictures and knickknacks throughout the house. That put me in charge of packing up everything else.
This I did not mind. If it took the burden off Zack to let him concentrate on hockey, then I was more than happy to pitch in. I also didn’t mind, because I could see how excited he was to make this move. He had no intention of leaving Gina behind, but he also very much wanted to push forward.
Zack had a few people who he needed to tell about the move. He first called Gina’s parents and explained to them what he was doing. He talks to them a few times a week when they call to talk to Ben. They have a pretty good relationship with one another, as far as I can tell. I clearly wasn’t privy to the conversation, but Zack told me that it went well.
Phone calls were also made to his own parents, who thought that selling the house was a good idea. Delaney was also on board, and she even promised to fly in next weekend to help get everything unpacked.
“He’ll love it here,” she says sweetly. “And I’m thinking we need to find a dog, like really fast.”
Warmth expands in my chest, contracts inward briefly before pushing out farther, and then settles in with a comforting weight. I walk up behind Kate, touched and, not surprisingly, turned on by the happiness in her voice that Ben will get a dog.
I see Ben swinging from the monkey bars while Theresa stands by the edge and claps her hands at him.
Stepping right up to Kate’s backside, I bring one arm around her at chest level, cupping her breast in one hand, while the other pushes her ponytail to the side so I can dip my face to kiss her neck.
She moans and drops her head back on my shoulder. “What are you doing?” she asks breathlessly.
“Kissing your neck,” I murmur, then give her a little bite.
“That’s nice,” she says on a sigh.
While one hand massages her breast, the other drops around her waist and pulls her back in tight against me. My cock, which started getting hard the minute I first touched her, presses into her lower back.
“Mmmmm,” she hums in appreciation over my excitement for her.
And fuck…that is damn sexy.
My hand drops to the button on her jeans and quickly undoes it before jerking at her zipper.
Kate’s own hands come up and grab on to mine, trying to pull it away from her. “What are you doing?” she gasps in panic.
“Going to get you off really quick,” I tell her simply as I bat her hand away.
“Zack,” she tries to protest, but then my hand is slipping down the front of her panties and probing her darkest and wettest place.
“Ohhhh,” she groans, and her head falls back to my shoulder again while she pushes her hips against my hand.
“That’s my girl,” I praise, and then sink a finger deep inside her. “Are you going to come for me?”
She nods with a frenzy. I flick a glance out the window, see Ben and the real estate agent occupied.
I pump in and out of her a few times and then pull my finger out to have it work her clit. I want her to come hard and fast…our little sneaky secret.
There’s movement from the backyard and I see Theresa hold her hand out to Ben as he jumps down from the monkey bars. They start heading toward the back deck staircase.
“Uh-oh,” I taunt Kate as I rub at her furiously with one hand and squeeze her breast with the other. “Better hurry up, baby. We’re about to have company.”
“Oh, shit,” she moans as her hips buck against me. “We’d better stop.”
“No way,” I tell her. I rub my cheek against her neck, my fingers going to town between her legs. “You’re almost there…just give in to it.”
Kate inhales deeply and holds her breath, and I know she’s really super-close when she does that. I pinch her nipple through her T-shirt and bra and press down hard on her clit.
She fractures beautifully, right there in my arms, moaning softly as her hips continue to undulate against my hand.
I hear the back door open and Ben’s voice: “This house is so cool. I love it.”
Theresa laughs and says something softly back, but I can’t understand it because I’m mesmerized by what I just did to Kate.
Reluctantly, I pull my hand out from her pants and she hastily fastens them again. Then she turns toward me, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes glazed, and I can’t help myself. I lean in and give her a quick kiss. “You are stunning.”
She gives a huffy snort. “You are bad.”
“You like it,” I retort with a grin.
“I do,” she says with a laugh as she turns away and heads out of the bedroom. “I really do.”
Chapter 22
Kate
Zack does not screw around.
He made an offer on the house the same day that we looked at it. He made such a good offer, the sellers took it. They also were more than happy to have Zack move in immediately in exchange for rent. The closing wouldn’t take place for another month, but Zack was anxious to get that fresh start.
I’m thinking that he might be a little too anxious. He wants the move to happen next Wednesday. This is because the last game of the regular season was last night, and the Cold Fury has six days off until the first playoff game.
To facilitate matters, Zack hired a moving company to assist in the packing. They were in charge of packing all the breakables, which included pretty much everything in the kitchen as well as all the pictures and knickknacks throughout the house. That put me in charge of packing up everything else.
This I did not mind. If it took the burden off Zack to let him concentrate on hockey, then I was more than happy to pitch in. I also didn’t mind, because I could see how excited he was to make this move. He had no intention of leaving Gina behind, but he also very much wanted to push forward.
Zack had a few people who he needed to tell about the move. He first called Gina’s parents and explained to them what he was doing. He talks to them a few times a week when they call to talk to Ben. They have a pretty good relationship with one another, as far as I can tell. I clearly wasn’t privy to the conversation, but Zack told me that it went well.
Phone calls were also made to his own parents, who thought that selling the house was a good idea. Delaney was also on board, and she even promised to fly in next weekend to help get everything unpacked.
