Caught in Us (Caught Series Book 4), Kacey Shea [top 50 books to read .TXT] 📗

my back and steady her hip with my palm. Her dress isn’t too extravagant, but between her heels and the lift of my truck, it’s a long trip down to the ground.

She grins, resting one hand on my shoulder while her other holds her clutch and bunches the fabric of her skirt. “Such the gentleman.”

“Not for long.” A wicked smile spreads across my lips.

“Thank God.” Her soft laughter fills the night. She slides down my body and tugs at my arm. Her seductive smile stokes the fire building in my chest. “Show me your place. I want the grand tour.”

We walk through the gate and into the small back yard that connects Cam and Jill’s place to the guest house I call home. I’m sure she’s been here before—back when Jill lived in it—but pride fills my chest as I click on the lights and she takes an appreciative look around. The furniture is modern and the decor minimalist, but I tried to mimic the color palate from my uncle’s beach house. I might not be much of an interior designer, but it’s warm and inviting.

“I like what you’ve done with the place.” She kicks off her heels and skims her hand over the back of the couch.

“Wait till you see the bedroom.” I steal the small clutch from her hands and toss it onto the couch. My arms tighten around her waist. I can’t wait another second. I have to kiss her. My mouth captures her lips. Wanting. Tasting. Exploring.

Walking us backward, I almost trip on the way to my bedroom. An annoyed meow sounds near my feet. I wince. “Sorry, Paws.”

“Oh, my God. Is he okay?”

“He has nine lives.” I yank at my tie and toss it onto the dresser. The light from the other room illuminates this space with an erotic glow.

She stands in my doorway, the silhouette of her curvy figure making my cock hard. She was always beautiful, but damn . . . she takes my breath away.

I can’t believe this is finally happening. After everything, the universe has brought us together again for a purpose. I can’t help but feel we’re meant to be. That this is more than simple attraction. It’s fate. My soul belongs with hers. By the intensity of her stare, I think she feels it too.

She reaches for the hidden zipper at her side and slides it down. I shrug out of my jacket, then work on my buttons.

“Don’t mind these.” She shimmies out of her high-waisted underwear. “I wasn’t prepared with sexy lingerie.”

“I don’t need all that.” I unbuckle my belt. “I just want you.”

Her gaze widens as I pop the button on my slacks and let them fall to the ground. My erection presses against my briefs, begging to get in on the action. My ego loves how she’s temporarily distracted by its presence. Of course, I do the same when she reaches around her back to unclasp her bra.

I finish undressing, almost as if I’m in a race. Only there are no losers on this course. At least I hope not. I stalk toward Alicia at the same time she saunters close. My hands brush up the sides of her body, over her hips, and then cupping her breasts. Her fingers roam over my chest, her thumbs caressing my nipples and drawing a gasp from my mouth.

Just thinking about sinking inside her, her warm slick heat wrapping around my cock, has my balls aching for release. Shit. If I don’t slow down, I’m going to embarrass myself.

“Alicia.” I palm her ass and steal a kiss.

“Yeah.”

I scoop her up by the backs of her thighs and walk us the rest of the way to my bed. I set her down on the edge of the mattress. “This is probably gonna be really fast.” I reach over, pulling open the top drawer to the bedside table and retrieve a few condoms. I drop them onto the mattress, then cup her jaw. “It’s been a while. Since I . . .” Fuck. Why am I admitting this now?

“You and Julia weren’t . . .” Alicia’s eyes go wide. “Sexually active?”

“No. We were.” The last thing Alicia wants to discuss is my recent sex life. I brush my hair back from my face. “Sorry, is this weird to talk about? I don’t want to kill the mood.”

“No, it’s fine.” She grins, her hands sliding along my waist. “But only because you broke up.” She tugs me forward, her thighs spreading for me to step between them.

“Yeah. Well, before you came into town I’d been putting in a ton of overtime. And we hadn’t really gotten a chance to, well, you know,” My fingers dance along her collarbone then down to the swell of her perfect breasts. My mouth waters with the thought of sucking on her pert nipples. Shit. What was I saying? “Then you were back and I couldn’t . . . I didn’t want to . . .”

Her brows lift with the hint of surprise. “You couldn’t sleep with her because of me?”

“It’s stupid.” I scrunch my nose. Embarrassment floods my cheeks. God, what is wrong with me? Have I forgotten how to foreplay? “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No.” She loops her hands around my neck, and pulls my head down so our mouths are close. “I think it’s sort of sweet.”

“You might not think it’s so adorable when I slip inside you and come in less than thirty seconds.”

She presses a kiss to my mouth. “The Chase I remember wasn’t a one and done kinda man.”

I pull back and my lips tip up with a smirk. “I’m still that guy.”

She brushes her hand along my hairline, tucking the longer locks behind my ear. “It’s been a while for me, too.”

“Well.” I bend down, crowding her body so she has to lie back on the bed. “I’m not as good a person as you.” I kiss down her neck and between her tits. “I don’t want to know who