She smiled back at him. “This dress comes off very quickly.”
It was the first time he actually noticed what she was wearing, and she was right, the thin little dress would come off in seconds. Flipping up the back of her skirt, he saw she had no panties on and whistled at her as she grinned. “This is true and I see nothing underneath.”
She grinned back at him, holding the door before kissing the dog’s head. “Easy access. And duh, I didn’t want my brother seeing me naked.”
He chuckled, but when her dark, lust-filled eyes met his and the curve of her lips taunted him, he wasn’t sure how long he could wait to get under that skirt. Walking past her, he paused in the doorway to kiss her once more before whispering against her lips, “I missed you.”
She smiled, her nose moving against his until the puppy reached up to lick her jaw. Laughing, she pulled away and he decided that his surprise was a mood killer.
“I missed you too,” she declared. “But what’s his name?”
Jordie threw his bags down by the couch and turned to look at her as she came toward him, cuddling the puppy. “Don’t know. Your choice.”
She looked the pup over and then looked up at him. “Well, since we are hockey family, it only makes sense that his name is Pucky.”
Family. Man, how that word made him breathless…but Pucky?
“Pucky?” he said, his brow rising. “How about Puck? Just drop that girlie ‘Y.’”
Kacey giggled. “Puck isn’t as cute though.”
“He’s manly man dog,” he said, pointing to him, and the puppy licked his finger, not proving his point. “He will be a manly man dog.”
“Fine,” she said, looking him over. “What about Gretzky?”
“Hell yeah, that’s a winner,” he said, nodding his head as he scratched the pup behind his ear. “Gretzky, welcome home.”
Kacey beamed up at him as she reached over, kissing his lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her hard, his hands lifting the skirt of her dress to feel her totally naked ass. Groaning against her lips, he pulled away, meeting her lust-filled eyes. Taking ahold of each of her ass cheeks, his voice was rough, his cock pulsating in his jeans as he said, “Put Gretzky down and let’s go to the bedroom.”
Pulling back more, she held one finger up. “But you haven’t seen my surprise.”
His eyes were pleading as he asked, “Can I do you first and then see it without hurting your feelings or making you mad?”
She scoffed. “No and no. It will take two seconds,” she added when his head fell back, his cock pressed against her soft center.
“I want you now though,” he begged and she laughed.
“Two seconds. It’s on the counter,” she said, pushing him away, but he wasn’t going anywhere without another kiss. Dropping his mouth to hers, he kissed her once more and, as he went to deepen the kiss, she pulled away, breathless.
“Please,” she asked, Gretzky wiggling in her arms. “Go see. Don’t seduce me yet.”
He scoffed. “I don’t have to seduce you. I just have to look at you and your clothes melt off.”
Laughing, she pushed him away before she bent over, placing Gretzky on the floor, muttering, “Cocky ass.”
He grinned as he reached under her skirt, cupping her wet *, which caused her to cry out as she stood straight up and smacked his hand. “Pig!”
His eyes softened as he pulled her into his arms, kissing her nose. “Aw, you haven’t called me that in a long time.”
She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re killing me, Jordie Thomas.”
He shrugged. “Sorry, I want you. I can’t concentrate on anything else but getting that dress off you.”
Her head fell to the side, her eyes pleading as she asked ever so sweetly, “Please?”
He grinned. “That isn’t fair,” he muttered against her lips, squeezing her ass in his hands. “I want you, but you’re so cute when you are begging me to do something.”