I nodded toward the rumbling mass of hard male flesh. Keenan dick-punched Keiran and Dash tripped Keenan. “Good luck explaining it to them.”
I then watched as Sheldon and Willow manipulated their men shamelessly.
Sheldon huffed and charged forward until she was close enough for them to hear. “Keenan, I want to fuck.”
Her tone couldn’t have been less sexual, but still, his head popped up from biting Dash, and just like that, his attention was redirected.
“I’m out,” he said and untangled himself.
So much for his daughter’s future.
When he wrapped his arm around Sheldon and began nibbling on her neck, it was her turn to smile. “Good luck with your men.”
“Dash, my feet hurt and I’m hungry,” Willow whined purposely.
“My lady says I can’t play anymore.” He hit Keiran one last time, causing his head to snap to the side, and then Dash jumped to his feet. I watched them leave and then turned back to see Keiran watching me. He had a light in his eyes that I recognized all too well. I could feel my temperature rise even now.
“I saw the way you were looking at me.”
“How? Dash kept trying to give you a black eye.”
“I saw you,” he insisted, his tone husky. He closed the gap between us and pushed until my back was against the pole.
“You’re sweating.”
“You like it.”
“Your smelly sweat all over me? Why would I like that?”
“Because it reminds you of when I fuck you so hard you can barely breathe or move when I’m done.”
“Tease.” I wanted to be disgusted by it. I really did, but he was so damn sexy when he was sweaty.
His smile came slow as he pushed his body against mine. The pole was now digging into my spine, but I didn’t feel it. My entire body was distracted by the feel of his much more appealing hardness. He nibbled on my chin and whispered, “I could fuck you now.”
“But you’re all bruised,” I flirted. “I could break you.” I batted my lashes and peeked up at him. Despite the many leafs we’d turned, I knew he still craved the chase. Even more, I wanted to be his prey.
“Lift your arms and grip the pole.”
My arms trembled as I obeyed. His eyes never left mine even when he reached for the button of my shorts. I gasped and gripped the pole tighter when I felt his finger caress the sensitive skin of my waist. With my arms stretched over my head, my thin t-shirt rose, exposing me for his torment.
“You have the softest skin.”
God, his voice was like velvet. So deep and smooth. He slid his hand inside my shorts, along my hips, and pushed my shorts and panties down until I was completely bare from the waist down.
“Someone could see.”
“Let them.” He slid down to his knees and lifted my leg over his shoulder. I was already threading my fingers through his hair. I wanted to close my eyes and let go but couldn’t resist the urge to watch him.
“Kennedy could see.” Shut up! Shut up!
He returned my hand to the pole with a stern look. “They won’t let her back here.”
“How do you know?”
“Because we didn’t follow them in. They’ll know.”
“And does that turn you on?” I was joking, of course, but anything to get a rise out of him.
“You turn me on. Now shut up.”
No, I wanted to keep him talking. The feel of his breath blowing across my skin was almost as good as the promise of his tongue. I needed him to devour me.
And devour me he did.
Right against the basketball pole, he sucked me into his mouth with a hungry passion that could have been witnessed by anyone. The chance of getting caught with his tongue deep in my pussy only made me hotter. More daring. I gasped and groaned and cried his name without care of who might hear.
“Keiran, please,” I begged when I couldn’t take him fucking me anymore.
His only answer was a groan and an assault on my clit that sent me over the edge and into screaming ecstasy. My leg weakened and shook, so he guided both of my legs around his neck as I came in his mouth and clung to the pole. His tongue continued to lap at my pulsing heat until my shaking subsided.
“Fuck me,” I demanded through harsh breaths. “Fuck me now.”
He didn’t utter a word as he ripped down his shorts, lifted me up so my legs rested in the crook of his arms, and plunged inside me unprotected. “Goddamn,” he growled.
After he had fucked me hard enough to shake the pole seated firmly in the ground, we redressed and entered the house, but not before Keiran took one last opportunity to grope me. They were all back in the living room pretending not to know what we had just done. Kennedy was the first to spot us. She jumped up from playing with her ninja turtles and wrapped her arms around my legs.
“Hi, Auntie Lake.”
“Hi, sweetie.”
“Wanna play turtles?”