Legend (Arizona Vengeance #3)(16)

“Are they going to come visit?” she asks as she flips the bacon.

I nod and lay the knife down, having finished a nice chopped pile of onions that rest beside the diced red pepper. I turn to face her, leaning a hip against the counter. “After the holidays. It’s always a busy time for my dad as a pilot. Until then, they’ll have to be satisfied with pictures and videos. Speaking of which, I need you to text me all the pictures you took of us today.”

In addition to watching over my shoulder and giving advice when needed, Pepper took it upon herself to shoot what I bet was a hundred photos of me and Charlie today. Candid stuff as I was holding her and feeding her, and even changing that nasty ass diaper.

“Be glad to,” she replies and then looks at me, her face softening. “I got the best picture when you were sitting on the couch with Charlie. Right after you fed her. Wait until you see the look on your face, Legend. If you could paint a picture of what love looks like, that is it.”

Her words stun me, the soft and awestruck tone of her voice hitting me deep. Whether I wanted her to or not, she just shared in an intensely personal moment with me, and I didn’t even realize it.

    But I do now, and it affects me in ways that I wish weren’t tied to my heart. In addition to touching me with her emotion, she’s also just excited me.

Physically.

A surge of pure lust sweeps through me and I don’t know what the expression on my face must tell Pepper, but she can feel the vibe shift between us. Her face slackens and she starts to breathe a little faster.

Reaching over, I turn the knob to shut the gas off the burner and the flame disappears. I gently take the tongs out of her hand and set them on the counter. Pepper’s nose flares as she sucks in a breath, because she knows what I’m getting ready to do.

I wait a second—hell, I give her two—and she’s not running.

I’m not sure who makes the first leap, but one minute we’re staring at each other in lust, and then next we’re kissing like our lives depend on it.

My hands holding Pepper’s face, I walk her right back against the kitchen sink, dip my knees and grind into her. She growls back at me and our kissing turns wild. She tears at my clothes, trying to get them off but I don’t bother to reciprocate. She’s wearing a skirt and she’s too easily accessible to me. I haul it roughly up her legs, slip my hand in between and delve under the elastic of her panties.





Chapter 8


    Pepper


I’m not one to embarrass easily but I can feel my face flush as Legend sinks a finger into me. I’m so utterly wet and turned on, that I can’t even stop my hips from gyrating on his hand because what he’s giving me isn’t enough.

I saw the change happen on his face. Saw him go from friendly interest in what I was saying to emotional connection to pure, white hot lust radiating from every pore on his body. I felt the rush of wetness as it soaked into my panties just from that one look.

“Oh God,” I cry into his mouth as Legend gives me two fingers. My hands work clumsily at his belt and an insane, overwhelming need to have him inside of me takes root. The minute I feel the hard length of him in my hands, and I remember just how much that big cock stretched me to the limit last night, I get even crazier with need.

“Legend,” I mutter into his mouth as he continues to kiss me and fuck me with his fingers. “Hurry.”

He lifts his mouth from mine and stares at me in question, not even bothering to stop the movement of his hands between my legs. His lips tip upward in a sly grin. “Want it that bad, huh?”

I can barely concentrate on his words because now he’s strumming my clit and I can feel an orgasm brewing.

Grasping onto his cock firmly, I give it a rough stroke. “Yeah…you know. The baby might wake up at any moment.”

    “We have time,” he mutters and bends to kiss me again. His hands go under my ass, pushing my skirt out of the way and he lifts me up. My legs go around his waist and I’m forced to let go of his cock.

Legend turns and then backs me into the refrigerator, pinning me against it. His hands under my ass, he lowers me enough so I’m able to grind on his dick that’s sticking up out of his pants. I flush again because I know he can feel how wet my panties are against his bare skin.

Legend dips his knees again and grinds back against me. The length of his thick shaft rubbing me through the thin, wet cotton and hitting my clit.

“Legend, please,” I moan as my head falls back against the stainless steel unit.

I reach down in between us, reach for his cock to jack it for him. I feel his own slippery excitement leaking from the tip. I stroke him, then grind down on his cock with my pussy. Then I feel his hands there, probing under the elastic. He pulls my underwear aside and swipes at my clit. I cry out and then pull his cock to me, running the tip through my wetness.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Legend groans as he buries his face into my neck. His hand wraps around mine and he helps me hold him in place as I rub my wet pussy against him.

God, I want him inside of me now. Bare, hot, pulsing. I want to feel it all. It’s crazy and stupid and I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more in my life.

With a slight twist of my hips, I’m able to position the head of his dick against my throbbing opening.