Free For Her Pleasure (The Pleasure Series Book 2) by Angie Daniels Page B

been close friends. And then she was dead because some stupid teenagers were drag racing, shattering Ryan’s dreams of having a family.
    “I still miss her.”
    “Is that why you won’t let anyone get close?” she said and then immediately regretted being so blunt.
    “No, I’ve let go of the guilt and accepted her death. I’m just not sure if I ever want someone to get that close again.”
    His words bit, and Mackenzie wasn’t sure why his comment bothered her. She wasn’t looking for anything permanent, or was she? She was starting to wonder.
    “You remind me a lot of Anika.”
    “I do?”
    “Yep. Spunky, outgoing, and sexy. I remember coming home and she trying to do everything she could to make things better. Just like you did tonight.”
    “I was just trying to be a friend. I care about you…I always have.”
    “And I you.” He guided her lips to his in another kiss that started off fast and eventually slowed, then he was breathing heavily and in no time sleeping like a baby. Mackenzie smiled as she closed her eyes and did the same.

 
     
     
    SEVEN
     
    At the end of the first week, Ryan decided his relationship with Mackenzie had become complicated. His mind drifted to Saturday morning when Mackenzie made him breakfast. A short robe had fluttered around her thighs teasing him with glimpses of her bare bottom. All he could think about was her naked body and filling her again, bringing her the ultimate release. He’d grown so hard his appetite for food had fallen to a distant second behind his hunger for her. Seated on a kitchen chair, he’d pulled her to straddle him and they’d teased and tantalized each other, holding back even when he was inside her, driving each other crazy until he knocked a carton of orange juice onto the floor. He wasted no time, lifting her to the table and pushed inside. Mackenzie encouraged his hard thrust by her breathy pleas. After breakfast, he carried her back to bed where she’d slept against him.
    Even this morning, she had made the first move, rolling atop him and telling him how much she enjoyed riding his dick.
    How could any man be expected to let go of waking up to that?
    He turned off the water then reached for a thick towel, wrapped it around his waist and then walked across the shower room. As soon as he stepped into the locker room, he was greeted by the smell of smoke and sweat. A pile of discarded towels littered the floor. As he stepped around the corner, he spotted Don sitting on a bench beside his locker. “Good job tonight.”
    The redhead looked up and gave him a lopsided grin. “Thanks, but everything I’ve learned, I got from you.”
    Ryan scowled. He never had learned how to take a compliment. “Nah, I never taught you how to climb a tree.”
    He laughed. “Maybe, but you taught me to stay calm for both me and the victim.”
    He walked down to his locker and turned the combination. “Marcia would be proud.”
    A slow lazy grin curved the young man’s mouth as he regarded his supervisor. “Can you call my wife and tell her that?” he drawled.
    While Ryan chuckled with laughter, Don grabbed his towel and soap then headed toward the shower.
    He smiled thinking about the newlyweds. They were so competitive. The last company picnic the two had competed in the relay race and came in as a tie.
    They had fun together the way love was supposed to be.
    As he dried off, Ryan thought about Anika. He and his wife had been the same way. Inseparable. Competitive, but yet so supportive, he had loved her with his every breath. But now those memories were rapidly dimming. For years, sex had just been a way of getting by, of temporarily forgetting the woman he had lost until sex had become about sexual gratification and nothing more. But now that he’d slept with Mackenzie, things were different.
      While he dressed, his mind wandered back to his first night with Mackenzie. He still couldn’t believe what was happening between them. Ever since the night