“Dude. These things aren’t cheap,” I explain, snatching the bag out of his hand.
“They’re delicious, though. I’m gonna tell Hadleigh to buy me some,” Knox says, throwing one in the air, then catching it in his mouth.
All I can do is shake my head as they finally leave me alone. They already have super sperm.
Just as I take my last bite, my phone buzzes in my pocket, and I immediately grin when I see her name.
Kaitlyn: It’s time to bang, BD ;)
I send her a teasing reply.
Payton: Might need to check my schedule.
Kaitlyn: Don’t you dare play with me!
With a knowing smirk, I think about being inside her again. Fuck, I’m already growing hard. My body shouldn’t respond like this when this is just about making a baby and nothing more.
Payton: Who said I was playing?
Kaitlyn: You’re gonna pay for that.
Payton: Lucky me.
Kaitlyn: Not sure I’d be lookin’ forward to what I have in store for you.
Payton: Does it involve rope?
I must not flirt, I say on repeat in my mind, but clearly, my heart isn’t listening.
Kaitlyn: It can. Or handcuffs.
Now she’s teasing me.
Payton: Throw in some candle wax and you’ve got yourself a deal.
Kaitlyn’s text bubble pops up and disappears.
Kaitlyn: I’ve been called Kinky Kaitlyn before…so be careful what you wish for. Not sure you could handle that side of me.
I can’t help but imagine her biting the corner of her lip as she responds, swiping her blond hair away from her face. Even though she wears it in a ponytail while she’s working, little strands always fall out. I find myself longing to tuck them behind her ears.
Kaitlyn Bishop is a firecracker, and I’m attracted to her scorching flame. Kaitlyn isn’t afraid to tell me what she wants, but her body tells me everything she holds back.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. When I stand, my cock is at full attention, and it’s so goddamn hard it feels like it’s gonna snap off. These damn boxers aren’t doing shit to conceal it.
“Next horse just arrived,” Knox shouts from the thoroughfare.
Closing my eyes, I suck in a deep breath, but when my phone vibrates, I brace myself for what she’s sent.
A picture of her from behind. Wearing a thong. One sentence accompanies the picture.
Kaitlyn: Get your best swimmers ready.
If her tight cunt was here right now, I’d shove myself so goddamn deep inside her and roughly pull her hair to show her what happens when you taunt the beast. I crave hearing her breathy pants and moaning my name as she takes me all in. Fuck, her seduction techniques are working.
I shove the dirty dishes into my lunch bag, then adjust my cock.
Payton: You’re gonna pay for that. Horse just arrived, so I can’t ditch. But I’ll be there as soon as I can.