Kiss This (23 page)

She hit something and tumbled over it
backwards, fully submersing herself in the two feet of water. “What
the fuck!” she gasped, quickly scampering to her feet. It was the
damn dog, and he stood there wagging his tail as he barked for her
to pick up the stick. “Thanks, asshole,” she growled, wringing her
hair out. She wiped under her eyes, sure that mascara was now
smudged on her face.

Tucker picked up the stick and dropped it in
front of her again as she walked towards the beach. This time she
threw it to the sand instead, and she noticed that the trio of
young guys that had been playing catch with a football nearby had
stopped and were all gawking at her. She even heard one of them
chuckle “Nice,” as he stared at her chest.

She could only imagine.

Turning to head away from them, she almost
tripped over the dog again. And by then, Teague was already on the
beach looking her over with a smile on his face as he
approached.

“I’m thinking you know exactly how to turn
me on,” he told her, eyeing her lacey white bra through her
top.

“Yeah, you and everyone else,” she grumbled,
picking up the stick for the dog.

He cast a silent warning to the guys staring
and they immediately turned away and resumed playing. Camryn began
walking to purposely leave the embarrassment behind.

“I’m sorry about the dog,” she said. “I’m
sure you didn’t want him to get wet and sandy to mess up your
truck, so hopefully he knows how to ride in the bed.”

He shrugged with indifference. “Not a big
deal. If it meant seeing you topple over him into the water, it’s
worth it,” he added, trying not to laugh.

“Hey!” she squealed, giving him a shove.
“That was not cool!”

His eyes shot to her chest. “Hmm, looks a
little chilly to
me
.”

Her hands flung to her breasts to cover
them.

Teague stopped her and pulled her close to
him, crushing her wet chest to his as her arms automatically
wrapped around him. “You are so hot when you’re mad,” he told her.
He pressed his lips against hers, obviously not caring if anyone
was watching him thrust his tongue into her mouth. When they
finally came up for air he said, “I think you need a hot
shower.”

“I think you’re right, intern. Let’s
go.”

***

Teague grabbed her hand and quickly pulled
her to the parking lot. The dog followed automatically, even
bringing the well-used stick with him. He didn’t even care about
how wet and sandy Tucker was but loaded him into the very back.

The last five minutes of the twenty-minute
ride back to the house was torturous as Camryn kissed Teague’s neck
and face, and stroked his massive hard-on. She’d just started to
unzip his pants when they pulled into the driveway of the
four-bedroom home. Teague put the dog in the backyard for the time
being and carried his girl to the master bedroom.

“I’m full of sand,” she smiled through his
mouth as he continued to kiss her and remove her clothing. They’d
made it to his squeaky-clean bathroom and Teague was stripping off
her underwear as his pants dropped to the floor.

“That’s why you need help showering,” he
answered.

“We’re getting sand all over the place,” she
said as he removed her bra. He flung it to the floor, pushed her up
against the wall next to the walk-in shower, and reached in to turn
it on.

“I don’t care about the sand,” he answered.
Her skin was cold from being in wet clothes and he put his warm
hands over her breasts.

“That’s kind of rude, isn’t it?” she panted,
continuing to kiss him. His cock was fully erect, smashing against
her stomach, and she reached down to caress it.

He sucked in a breath of air but dropped his
hands from her chest and placed them against the wall. “It’s rude
to touch you?” he wanted to clarify, groaning when she fisted him
harder.

“No,” she chuckled. “Getting sand all over
someone’s house like this. I mean I’ll clean it but—”

“It’s my house, doesn’t matter,” he breathed
heavily. He reached into the shower, felt that it was warm enough,
and pulled her in with him.

“This is your—?”

He silenced her with his fingers between her
legs, stroking her inside just as fervently as he kissed her.

“I own it…let my cousin stay here…while I
rented the house…in Oregon,” he panted in between kissing her mouth
and banging her with his fingers. She was gripping his dick pretty
firmly with a consistent tempo and could have gotten him off pretty
easily that way. But he was holding back so he could be inside her
again.

He hooked one of her legs around him and
replaced his fingers with his cock. Camryn let out a low moan as he
pushed all the way in, and her nails dug into his back even harder
as she kissed him deeper. Their time in the shower the night before
had been a lot slower and a little more sensual than this, but
neither could deny the hasty need they each felt this time.

Finally Camryn pressed her head against the
tile wall and looked Teague in the eye. She came fast and hard as
he threw her other leg around him and fucked her deeper until he
was about to follow suit.

“Ah, hell,” he groaned, pulling out of her
and gently setting her legs down.

“What? Teague, what are you—?”

“I’m not sheathed,” he told her, trying to
keep it light. He was aching for release and hoped she’d just use
her hand like last night’s shower.

“I told you I’m on birth control,” she said,
taking him in her hand to finish the job.

He didn’t reply and leaned forward so his
head touched the wall to enjoy the next minute of her attention.
When exaltation hit, he pressed his mouth to hers and allowed the
release to relax him into contentment. Camryn locked her hands
around his neck while he kissed her even longer, and when he
finally caught his bearings again he whispered, “Will you still
sign off my time?”

She laughed and looked him in the eye. “Hell
yeah. I’ve got the sexiest intern ever. You do the job
perfectly.”

“Heh, I’m perfect,” he seemed to gloat.
“That’s a first.”

She smiled at him and said, “Perfect for
me
.”

Teague lacked a response as she reached for
the body wash. He decided to just savor the moment without ruining
it, so he moved along with her as they cleaned up, and then he
washed her hair. After hearing her sensual moans from
that
,
he was hard again and was ready for another round. It ended up on
his bed, where hearing her come for him again totally sent him over
the edge. With a condom, he could at least enjoy a release while
still inside her.

It was only seven-thirty but he was
exhausted. After the time spent with Camryn, dealing with his
family, job hunting, and then driving in between, he was ready to
sleep through the night. But hearing Camryn’s stomach growl brought
him back to reality, so he got up and put on a pair of shorts.

“Wanna order some Chinese?” he asked,
smiling at how cute she looked in the middle of his bed.

“That sounds amazing,” she agreed. She
pulled some clothes on and followed Teague out of the room. “So
this is your house, huh,” she stated. “Do you plan on keeping it
or…?”

“Yeah, I’ll probably keep it. Um, yeah,
there are some things I still want to talk to you about, okay?
Maybe after we eat we can—”

He did not expect to see Kellie in the house
today, but there she was, leaning against the kitchen counter with
a bowl of salad in her hand. She eyed them both with a smirk but
particularly looked Camryn over.

“Ah, so
you’re
the screamer,” Kellie
stated with amusement.

Camryn’s face flushed instantly and Teague
could tell she was horrified. He looked at his cousin without
hiding the fact that he was pissed. “So fucking uncalled for, Kell.
Apologize. Now.”

“Teague, it’s o—”

Camryn didn’t even get it out before he
growled, “
Now
,” quite a bit firmer.

“Hey, I’m sorry,” Kellie said, looking
shocked that he was being such a dick. She glared at him for a
second but looked at Camryn and said, “We just say stuff in this
family. I’m sorry, uh…?”

“Camryn,” she answered quietly.

Kellie almost choked in mid-bite. “Camryn?”
she managed to get out, eyeing Teague at the same time.

He didn’t even answer and brushed past her
to reach for a delivery menu. Putting his arm around Camryn, he led
her to the TV room and said, “I usually order a bunch of stuff
because I like leftovers, but what do you like in particular?”

Camryn was looking over his eighty-inch flat
screen TV. “That doesn’t surprise me now that I know this house
belongs to a man,” she smiled. “Chow Mein and orange chicken, but
now I feel like watching a movie.”

“Yeah, of course,” he finally smiled. “Pick
one out of that cabinet right there,” he pointed. “I’m gonna order
and go talk to Kellie quick; I’ll be right back.”

“Teague please don’t bring up the, you know…
Comment.”

He smiled and said, “No worries. I have
something I need her to do for me, actually.”

“Like she’s gonna want to do you any favors
after yelling at her like that,” she joked.

“I didn’t yell at her. And she
has
to
do shit for me when I ask. She works for me.”

Camryn raised her eyebrows and turned around
to face him. “She works for you?”

With a nod he answered, “Yeah, she lives in
my house so… Well, I want to talk to you about some stuff later,
but first, let me go talk to her quick, we’ll eat and just… Talk.
Okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.”

She nodded, but Teague could tell she was
worried. He was worried too, but tried to talk himself out of it.
Camryn was different, and he needed to have faith in that.

When he returned from his chat with Kellie,
Camryn was on the phone. From what it sounded like, it was the
dog’s owner, and Teague sat down just as she said, “Okay, Henry.
See you then.”

She hung up the phone as Teague put his arm
behind her on the couch. “Henry, huh? Sounds like a stuck up
asshole.”

She smiled at his need to be a smartass.
“Well I don’t know anything about him except he’s cute. And he’s a
lawyer.”

“A lawyer, huh,” he scoffed playfully.
“Pssh, not your type.”

“And how would
you
know,” she
grinned, handing him the remote.

“Because you need someone like me,” he
answered. “Someone that can keep up with that sassy mouth of
yours.”

“Aren’t lawyers supposed to be clever like
that?” she teased.

“You need someone that has a bit of a
dangerous side.”

“Lawyers hang out with criminals.”

“Someone that’s equally as sweet.”

“Henry owns a dog. What’s sweeter than
taking care of a helpless animal?”

He gave her a level gaze. “Someone that can
make you cream your panties with one look, and heaven help me,
Camryn, if that guy achieved that, I’m going to take you back to my
room and the
neighbors
will hear you scream this time.”

She dropped her jaw with feigned disbelief,
and blinked her astonishment. “Well Teague, I do believe you’ve
been holding out on me, then.”

He laughed instantly, dropping his head back
against the couch. He looked upward and quietly said, “God, what
good have I done in this world to deserve this magnificent
woman?”

In a deep voice, Camryn replied, “Nothing,
you arrogant bastard. You need all the help you can get.”

Teague laughed even more. “That was the
sexiest voice-of-God I have ever heard in my life.”

He looked at her and shook his head with a
smile, still unable to fathom how this girl could make him feel.
He’d never felt so at-peace with his life until he met Camryn. And
now that he had her, he couldn’t stomach the idea of ever being
without her. It made his past scream for attention every day of his
life and he couldn’t ignore it, but he wasn’t going to let history
repeat itself. No. Not this time.

“
Rawk
! Hey fatty!”

Camryn rolled her eyes, almost forgetting
entirely that the bird was in the front room.

“Did you just call me fatty?” they heard
Kellie’s voice say. “Listen here, fucker—”

“Kell, he’ll copy what you say,” Teague
warned her.

She came into the room and scoffed. “Did he
seriously call me fat?”

“Join the club,” Camryn smiled. “He used to
live with a chauvinistic son-of-a-bitch, and he’s probably lost
brain cells from second-hand everything.”

Kellie snorted. “Nice. Does he say anything
else?”

“Um, he says ‘pretty bird,’ of course. I’ve
heard him say ‘gimme that’ once. He says ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye,’ but
usually not for the right occasion.”

“And he says ‘Fucktard,’” Teague told her
proudly.

“No way!” Kellie laughed. “Oh my God, that
is awesome!”

“Don’t teach him anything new while he’s
here,” Teague advised.

Kellie held up her hands. “Hey, I’m not the
one with the filthy mouth.”

“Right,” he scoffed.

“Okay,
filthiest
mouth,” she said,
eyeing him.

“That would be Jay.”

She barely nodded her head as she considered
it. “You’re right. Definitely keep my brother away from the
bird.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Camryn sighed and buried her face deeper
into Teague’s chest. Why did she fall asleep so easily when she was
with him? This time she was aware that he’d carried her to bed
after the movie because she’d still been half awake.

Thinking about her shirtless man taking her
to his room that way made her sigh, and she felt Teague’s hand
against her backside, pulling her closer to him.

“That smile’s kinda cute,” he told her. “You
dreaming about me, Camryn?”

She smiled even bigger but kept her eyes
closed. “What time is it?” she mumbled.