Laces and Lace (Assassins #6) (62 page)

“Okay, as you were,” he said to them. But then warned, “Don’t fuck my sister.”

“Can’t promise you anything, bro. I like that she’s dominating.”

“I will kill you,” he promised, but JT just grinned.

“I think it might be worth it,” he said with a wink, but when Karson looked at Kacey, she looked annoyed.

Thank God.

“Shut up and come on,” she said, helping him into the house. He didn’t trust either of them, but they were adults, and if they did it, they did. And then Karson would kill them both.

But for now, he was going to cuddle with his wife and enjoy the night before a busy day of dealing with their families.

Kissing her temple, he said, “I love you.”

“I love you,” she said, grinning up at him. “What were you and Grady talking about?”

“He apologized,” he said and Lacey’s brows shot up.

“Really?”

“Yeah, for everything and gave me his blessing.”

“What in the world? I never would have expected that,” she said, as shocked as he had been.

“Me neither, but then again, I think he gets it,” he said and she nodded. “Now all we need is for your dad to do the same.”

“Don’t hold your breath.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

And with that, they sat under the stars, laughing until their stomachs hurt before he brought his mouth down on hers. Holding on to Lacey as his mouth moved with hers, he knew he didn’t care. He didn’t need anyone’s blessing because he was going to love her until his dying day.

No matter what.

T
he next morning, nerves made Lacey have the bubble guts. As she slowly tried to untangle herself from her husband’s vise grip of a hold, she couldn’t brush aside her anxieties. She needed to get downstairs and start the turkey, but he wasn’t letting go. She was already having a mini panic attack at just the thought of how the day was going to go with their parents, and she really didn’t need to chance not having a turkey for dinner. As she tried to remove her leg, he held on tighter, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck. Her eyes drifted shut at the small touch of his hot lips against her neck. When his tongue peeked out of his lips, tracing the spot that his lips had just touched, he shifted, his cock hard against her leg, and she groaned.

She couldn’t do this right now.

“Karson, no. I gotta go start the turkey,” she said, trying to push him off her, but it was like a mouse trying to push off a lion. Her hunky husband ignored her pleas, moving his mouth down her chest. She arched into him, wanting to curse her responsive body but then again loving that she reacted like this. Only he could get her motor running when she was nervous as shit. “Please, Karson,” she pleaded once more, but she wasn’t sure if she was asking for him to let her go or to make love to her.

“Mmm,” he groaned against her chest as his hand slid into her panties, dipping his finger inside her. “Five minutes.”

“Two,” she said quickly as his finger swirled around her clit.

“Three.”

“Two and a half.”

“Three, so I can eat you out.”

Oh, how perfect that sounded, but no, she had to be strong. “Karson, no. Two.”

He growled against her neck before sitting up and tossing the blankets off them. Ripping her panties off her, he threw them to the side before spreading her lips.

“Guess this is going to be the fastest orgasm of your life,” he said, his eyes burning with lust, and as her husband dropped his mouth to her pussy, she knew she was in trouble. Ruthlessly, his mouth moved against her hot center, his tongue swirling around her clit as he fucked her quickly with his fingers. Gripping the sheets, she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Her dad was in the room over, his parents in a room across the hall to the right. JT was in the room right across from them, and Kacey was on the other side. There was no way she could wake them all with her sounds of lovemaking. But when he sucked her clit into his mouth, his fingers dancing along her asshole, she couldn’t help it. She cried out, coming hard against his mouth as she rocked against his lips.

Without giving her time to recuperate, he sat up and slid his cock inside her, taking her breath away.

Groaning, he bit out, “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the feel of you. You blow my fucking mind, Lacey.”

Holding her by her neck, his other hand bent her leg back as he thrust inside her over and over again, taking her breath, taking her coherence, everything. Taking it all. As he pounded into her, he met her gaze and smiled as he squeezed her at the back of her knee, sinking deep inside her. Biting her lip, she watched as his body flexed, his muscles moving with each thrust he made. She felt him throbbing as her pussy squeezed him and knew he was almost there. Reaching up, she brought him down to her, meeting her mouth to his as he slowly moved in and out of her.

As their tongues danced together, their bodies hot against each other, all her nerves about the day slowly disappeared. Why did she care? It would go fine, and then she would come upstairs and make love to husband all over again. Tearing his mouth from hers, he pulled out of her and rolled over to the spot beside her.

“You’re done?” she asked, surprised, but he just shook his head.

“No, come here. I want to eat you some more,” he said roughly before pulling her on top of him.

“I gotta go cook turkey,” she whined and he set her with a look.

“I want your pussy in my mouth, right now. Fuck that damn turkey.”

She grinned. “That’s so dirty,” she giggled and he rolled his eyes.

“Give me your pussy now.”

“Take it,” she quipped back and he grinned.

“Fine.”

It always amazed her how he lifted her like she weighed five pounds, but soon her knees were at the sides of his head as his mouth moved against her pussy. Closing her eyes, she rocked against his mouth until she felt his hand jerking against her thigh. Looking back down, she saw that he was jacking off and quickly decided that was not okay with her. Moving off his mouth, she turned around, sitting on his face before lying across his body and taking his cock into her mouth.

“Oh fuck,” he muttered against her pussy as she took him deep to the back of her throat, licking him and playing with his balls like she was born to do just that. His fingers danced along her ass, playing with her asshole and her entrance as his tongue assaulted her clit. Licking the tip of him, she took him all the way into her mouth before pulling back and doing it over and over again. When he started to thrust into her mouth, she braced her hands by his hips as he fucked her mouth and she fucked his face.

It was glorious.

His body went rigid as he thrust up, filling the back of her throat with his orgasm as he groaned loudly against her wanton center. She wasn’t there yet, and she wanted to come, so she continued to ride his face as she sucked him dry. Gripping her hips, he flicked his tongue against her clit as she rocked against his face, so close. But then he pushed her off him, and before she could bitch at him because she was almost there, he was between her legs, his body holding one leg back as his fingers were deep inside her ass and his mouth between her lips. Crying out, she held on to the sheets as he drove her insane.

As she shattered, he pressed the base of his tongue against her clit and she gasped for breath, riding the waves of her orgasm. He removed his mouth from her and she stared up at the ceiling, really unsure how she was supposed to cook a turkey after that. Trailing kisses up her body, he stopped below her ear and said, “Happy Thanksgiving.”

Smiling, she snuggled into him and kissed his lips, her climax all over his beautiful face, but she didn’t care one bit. It was sort of hot. Cupping his face, she whispered, “Happy Thanksgiving. Now, I have to figure out how to cook a turkey.”

“Yeah. I’m going back to sleep.”

She pushed him away before rolling over. “Jerk.”

When his hand came cracking against her butt cheek, she squealed before going to clean up and get dressed. When she came out of the bathroom, Karson was laid out on the bed, deliciously naked.

“Damn turkey,” she muttered as she passed by him, when really, she wanted to climb on top of him and ride him into oblivion. Looking away so she wouldn’t be tempted, she went out the door. But as she went to shut it, the one across from her opened.

With wide eyes, she watched as her sister-in-law locked lips with JT in a long, passionate kiss. When his hand slid down her ass, cupping it before pecking her a few more times, Lacey was speechless. She should have known better, but still! She’d thought Kacey wouldn’t give it up. Obviously, she’d been very wrong.

“Oh my,” she murmured, breaking up their kiss just as the door handle wiggled under her hand. She turned to hold it closed so that Karson couldn’t get out, but the door had already opened and her big, burly husband stood naked in front of her.

“Hey, can you plea— What the fuck!”

Kacey’s eyes widened as JT just grinned. “Hey, bro.”

“I told you not to fuck my sister!” Karson yelled, but it didn’t seem to faze JT in the least.

“I didn’t. She fucked me. My leg is broken.”

“Good God,” Lacey muttered, covering her eyes. “Karson, please don’t kill him.”

“It’s not a big deal. Go back to bed,” Kacey tried, but even Lacey looked at her like she was an idiot.

“I’m going to kill you,” Karson growled at JT, trying to get past Lacey, but she dug her heels into the ground, trying not to let him by.

“Can you put some clothes on first? I don’t want your dick touching me when you’re kicking my ass,” JT said, sounding bored. “Or how about we both promise it will never happen again, and we call it an oops.”

“Ooh, I like that,” Kacey said with a nod.

“Me too,” Lacey agreed. “Please don’t kill him. Not today. Maybe tomorrow.”

Karson looked at all three of them and then shook his head. She could see the rage on his face, feel it, and it worried her. She really didn’t want Karson killing JT today. “I’m going back to bed, but, JT? Fuck you.”

He then slammed the door, leaving them all speechless. Looking back at Kacey, Lacey said, “I saw that going way differently.”

“Me too,” she said slowly. “Do you think he’ll kill JT in his sleep?”

“I don’t know,” Lacey said, worried.

“Don’t worry, sugar. I’ll sleep with one eye open,” JT rumbled in her ear, kissing her jaw.

“So what, you two are together?” Lacey asked.

“Fuck no,” JT said and Kacey agreed.

“Hell-to-the-fuck no.”

“But you guys are acting like you are,” she said, confused. They were kissing and holding hands. Lacey didn’t think you did that after a one-night stand.

“I respect her. Care how she feels. She’s special, but she also knows this was a one-time thing. I don’t do relationships,” JT informed her.

“Yeah, and I’m good with it,” Kacey said and she was telling the truth. Or at least masking her feelings really well.

Shaking her head before looking at JT, Lacey said, “Couldn’t just keep it in your pants, huh?”

He shrugged. “She’s hot and she put it on me. Couldn’t say no.”

“Whatever, you pushed me into the wall and— Well, I’ll save the details,” she said, her face turning red.

“No, don’t. Come in here and whisper them to me,” he cooed, and then he slowly shut the door as his mouth met Kacey’s, leaving Lacey alone in the hall.

“I thought it was one time,” she mock-whispered at the door.

“Maybe two,” JT groaned through it and Lacey made a face.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she muttered. “Karson is going to kill you two,” she yelled under her breath at the door, but when she didn’t hear anything but heavy breathing, she took that as them not caring. Deciding that her turkey needed her attention, she started for the stairs. She hoped that went as planned because so far, her day was full of unexpected surprises.

But the rest of the day was no different.

She guessed everyone woke up on the right side of the bed because yesterday was a thing of the past and everyone was actually civil. Well, if you called Karson threating to kill JT while her father glared at Karl and Sabrina bitched about everything and anything civil, then yeah, it was civil. Along with all that, Zander broke her glass shelf with a hockey puck, and Flynn told her the colors didn’t match in the living room. Rachel was quiet but helpful while Regina suffocated her with love. But really it didn’t bother her. Her dinner was great, and she was able to spend all kinds of time with all the people she loved while being enveloped in the love that Karson gave her.