Free Kate's Crew by Jayne Rylon Page B

five weren’t good odds.
    In the end, Dave sealed her fate. “If you’re not going to the doctor then you better decide who’l be camping out here tonight.”
    “What?” How could she choose Mike and risk leading him on or offending the others? How could she spend the night locked in here with any of them and avoid making a fool of herself?
    They misjudged her alarm for outrage.
    “You just took a header out the window, you’re bleeding al over Mike and you’re hardly able to focus. No way are we leaving you here by yourself, babe.”
    And no way could she control herself through a sweltering summer night with a fantasy or five hovering nearby.
    “Fine. Let’s get this over with. But you’re only wasting your time.”
    They might have taken her grumbling more seriously if she hadn’t blacked out the moment she struggled to her feet.
     

Chapter Two

Sure hands travelled the length of her exposed back. A heated torso slid across her pebbled nipples. She closed her fingers around a pair of straining erections while someone smacked her ass then kissed away the sting.
    Kate reveled in another steamy dream about Mike and his crew. Practice made perfect because this time she swore the heat of an intimate embrace seared her skin while she writhed on the cool sheets of her bed, half-awake. When she rolled her hips, her slick mound nudged a rock-hard shaft larger than any she’d imagined.
    Her eyelids flew open to confirm her suspicions. Mike!
    He was sprawled across her bed, making the queen mattress look like the rickety cot she’d slept on when camping as a kid. She remembered now. He’d escorted her home from the emergency room then refused to leave, though she’d been given the al clear.
    Holy shit, she’d practical y humped his leg. Attempting to hide it would be futile. His nostrils flared as he blinked against the golden glow streaming in the east-facing window.
    “Morning.” The sleep-roughened greeting accompanied by his sexy smile sent her heart into overdrive, but he only made it worse when he said, “Don’t let me stop you. Sounded like you were having a good time.”
    She would have rolled away, locked herself in the bathroom for a week then ignored the whole fiasco, but he refused to let her flee. Faster than she thought possible, he flipped her to her back, pinned her wrists to the pillows with his forearms and trapped her ankles beneath his shins. The coarse hair on his legs abraded her as she struggled to escape. Every delicious rasp teased her sensitive flesh.
    The weight of his cock thudded onto her bel y as he closed the space between them to stare into her eyes.
    “Tell me now if you don’t want me.”

    How could she lie like that? He’d be buried inside her within sixty seconds if she didn’t object, but the greedy part of her screamed for her to take what they both needed now and sort out the consequences later. With a moan, she lunged up then covered his wicked mouth, devouring his stunned smile.
    Mike groaned, sinking onto her. Her bruised hip protested, but she forgot all about the minor pain when he settled against her, skin on skin, from head to toe. Her instincts ran wild. She wrapped her thighs around his waist, crossing her ankles at the base of his spine.
    Their tongues tangled, stroking, thrusting, licking. Her nails raked the length of his back until she grabbed his ass. The thick muscles there tensed beneath the pressure that left ten miniature crescents in the perfect globes.
    When he broke the contact of their lips then rested his head on the pil ow beside her for a moment, his harsh breaths buffeted the curve of her neck. “Now you…want…to rush? Damn it, Kate. I don’t have any condoms.”
    “I’m on the pil ,” she whispered. “And I’m safe. Tel me you are, too?”
    “I promise.”
    She nodded and sighed.
    He dipped his head to suck on her tight nipple but she squirmed, angling her pelvis until the head of his cock bumped the mouth of her pussy. They