Just Getting Started – Fair Lakes Read online Kaylee Ryan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Funny, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
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The moment I try to stand up, my leg cramps up. “Ouch,” I whine, rubbing the back of my thigh in an attempt to alleviate the pain.

“What’s wrong?” Chase asks, dropping his bag on the floor and kneeling beside me.

“Cramp.” I rub hard on the back of my thigh, but nothing seems to release the tightness.

“Here,” he says, grabbing my leg and pushing my hands to the side. Deft fingers dig into my thigh, massaging and kneading the place my body hurts. “Lie back,” he adds. “Take a few deep breaths and relax.”

“Relax, sure. That’s easy for you to say,” I grumble as my back hits the mats and I pray for the discomfort to ease just a little.

Chase snorts. “It is easy for me to say. I’m not the one with the leg cramp.” But even as he sasses me, his hands never slow down their masterful massage on my skin.

Before too long, my body starts to relax and the pain starts to subside. Even as it fades completely, he never stops rubbing the back of my thigh. In fact, he adjusts his position so that he’s squatting between my legs and maneuvers my leg so that it’s right in front of his face. “I’m going to stretch you out again. Just lie there and relax, okay?”

I don’t say a word. I can’t. I’m lost in the sensations of his hands touching my bare skin, his body between my legs, and his breath tickling my calf. I’m on sensory overload and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

Relax, okay, sure. That shouldn’t be too hard.

He starts to move my leg, stretching my hamstring, quad, and calf muscles until they burn in the best way. When he’s finished with the first leg, he switches to the other. I’m about to tell him it’s not necessary, considering that wasn’t the leg that cramped up, but I keep my mouth shut. Frankly, I’m enjoying the hell out of having his hands all over my legs.

Grabbing my leg, he starts to push it up, toward my head. The motion pulls, but I can’t think about the pain right now. I’m focused on the fact that he’s leaning into my leg, pushing against it. His body shifts until he’s directly between my legs, pressing my leg upward, but also pushing his groin into the apex of my legs. Did I mention I’m practically spread eagle and my new roommate is between my legs?

Realization must set in as his eyes finally lock on mine. They’re dark and full of desire as he stares down at me, his hips between my thighs. Chase shifts, letting go of my leg and placing his hands on the mat, one on each side of my head. My leg instantly hitches over his hip as he lowers himself, pressing me into the floor.

Breathing is a luxury I don’t have at this moment, which is fine. Who needs to breathe? All I want right now is to explore what’s pressed very firmly against my core. My hands grip the back of his T-shirt, holding him tightly against my body, praying that he’ll never move, yet move at the same time.

We keep our eyes locked on each other as his head slowly lowers. I know what’s coming, but heaven help me, I can’t stop it. I don’t want to stop it. I want it so bad. So instead of telling him no and pushing him away, my eyelids flutter closed. His breath tickles my flushed skin, but my lips remain untouched.

Just as I’m about to ask what’s wrong, I feel it. The lightest swipe of his soft lips across my own. It’s the slightest touch, but I feel it clear down to my toes. My body jolts to life, desire and need racing recklessly through my body like a tsunami speeding toward shore.

My hands clench the cotton material as his tongue slides along the seam of my lips. I open to him, his tongue swiping inside my mouth, tasting and savoring. The kiss quickly turns ravenous, his body rocking into mine. I’d give just about anything to have our clothes evaporate right now. One hand holds him up, while the other strokes my jaw. His lips drop to my chin and slowly make their way down my neck. I’m certain he can feel my rapidly beating pulse as he runs his tongue over that spot on my neck.

His lips eventually return to my own, but this kiss is softer, slower, as if he’s savoring the feel of our joined lips. “Gabby.” His voice is barely a whisper, but I hear the pain loud and clear.

We shouldn’t be doing this. He knows it. I know it. But that doesn’t stop him from taking my lips once more, this time, the kiss hard and fierce. He devours my mouth with his, owning this kiss as if he were a damned professional kisser. Finally, after what feels like forever and yet not quite long enough, he slows the kiss, eventually stopping it completely.



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