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Has Lunceford finally gone too far? Can two blind men save the woman of their dreams? Best friends, Chance Reynolds, who was born blind, and Jaris Simmons, who lost his sight in an accident, begin working for the beautiful Kaylyn Anderson at her service dog training school.
Kaylyn has loved Chance for years, and is falling for Jaris, too. A misunderstanding has kept her from opening up to both of them. She knows it’s best to keep things professional with Chance and Jaris, but finds it difficult. They see her better than anyone.
Sensing Chance has deep buried feelings for Kaylyn, Jaris pushes him to tell her the truth. When his plan succeeds better than he’d ever imagined, Jaris finds himself struggling with his own desires for Kaylyn. When the town’s most villainous enemy returns to Destiny, Kaylyn gets caught in the cross fire. Evil must not survive or this trio will lose their chance at love, and also their lives.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Chloe Lang is a Siren-exclusive author.
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Kaylyn stepped out of the truck. She smiled, seeing Chance pouring her usual cup of coffee.
Her feelings for him had been growing for years despite all her efforts to keep them in check. She cared deeply for him. Her mind drifted back to the one kiss they’d shared. God, how I wish it had meant more to him. It sure meant so much to me. He’d never given any signs that she was anything other than a friend to him. She’d learned to keep her feelings in check, especially now that he and Jaris were part of her training team.
Jaris and the boys had the dogs harnessed and ready to go.
“Good morning, fellas.” She looked up. “This day is perfect. The clouds look like big puffy bales of cotton floating in the sky.”
“That’s painting a perfect picture for a blind man since birth, sweetheart.” Chance smiled, making her weak in the knees. “Thank you.”
“You’re always welcome, Chance.”
Having the bulk of her dog training at the Boys Ranch had been good. With Chance and Jaris joining the effort, she’d been able to find time to go on her band’s out-of-town gigs. God, she loved music almost as much as she loved training her dogs. Her life had really expanded over the past several months for the better.
“Good morning, Miss Kaylyn,” the boys said in unison.
“Good morning.” Chance held out the cup for her. “This is for you.”
“Thank you.” She took a sip, glancing up at the six-foot-five hunk of dark chocolate. God, he was so handsome. “Nice and hot.” Just like you.
Even though Chance was blind, she felt like he could see right through her.
Holding her lips to the rim of the cup, she recalled the one and only kiss she’d shared with Chance at her mother’s Christmas party a couple years ago. That night she’d wanted to talk to Chance about coming to work at her service dog training school. It had been the only thing on her mind and she’d tried to wait for the perfect opportunity to bring up the subject. She did have strong feelings for him, but that night she’d been thinking about the partnership they would form and the amazing work they would be able to do together. She’d hoped that spending more time with Chance would cause him to think of her differently.
Their signals had definitely gotten crossed when someone had mentioned the mistletoe above their heads.
After that toe-curling kiss, Chance had left in a rush, sending a clear message that the most they could ever be was friends.
She’d thought about running after Chance to tell him how much she’d cared for him but hadn’t been able to make her feet move. She’d suddenly been paralyzed by doubt and fear. Even though she’d been intent about trying to get him to agree to join her at the dog training school, he’d clearly sensed her unspoken feelings for him that night. He had no interest in her that way.
To this very day they’d never spoken about the kiss again.
Jaris came up with Sugar. He’d been the one who had finally convinced Chance to move to Destiny and work at her school. She was happy but didn’t hold on to false hope.
She’d retrieved that sprig of mistletoe the morning after her mother’s party and placed it in her nightstand, where it remained to this day, along with the box of condoms she’s bought. Why? She’d held onto the hope that she and Chance would make love that Christmas. It had turned out nothing like she’d hoped. The mistletoe and condoms were reminders to keep her feelings buried and locked away. Chance was an amazing and wonderful friend. Like it or not, it had to be enough. It would never be more.
“I knew you would be on time, but Chance made me bet against you.” The former detective was just as tall as Chance and equally as attractive, though his features were lighter, including his sandy blond hair.
Chance laughed. “You know me better than that, don’t you, Kaylyn?”
She smiled. “I think I’ll stay out of it, if you don’t mind.”
Jaris reached into his pocket. “Here you go, Chance.” He tossed the coin into the air.
Chance caught it, which never ceased to amaze her. “Best money I made all day.”
All the boys’ eyes were wide with wonder and one of the older boys asked, “How do you do that, Mr. Chance?”
“That’s a great question, Daniel.” She turned to Chance. “I’d like to know how you do that, too.”
Chance grinned. “It’s magic.”
When he bent down and kissed her nipples, she felt electricity shoot from where his lips connected to her skin all the way down to her pussy, which began to ache.
With his tongue, he circled her tiny buds, which were tightening. Mad with want, she shivered as he moved his hands down her stomach, stopping just short of where she needed his touch the most.
Liquid began seeping out of her pussy and her clit began to throb.
Chance kissed his way down her stomach.
“Feels so good. So good.” She fisted the sheet as he continued exploring her body.
He removed the rest of her clothes, tossing them to the floor.
“My God, you’re incredible.” He kissed her thighs, placing his hands under her, massaging her ass.
She couldn’t contain herself and began to moan.
Her desire for him to ease the expanding pressure inside her was maddening as he slowly caressed most of her body but never grazed her most intimate spot. “Please, Chance. Touch my pussy. Please. I beg you.”
“I will, sweetheart. Be patient. It will make your pleasure all the more satisfying for you.” He ran his hands down her leg, being careful of her injury. “Your body is so perfect, sweetheart.” He ripped off his shirt, revealing his chocolate, muscled chest.
She let her gaze wander over him, taking in his ultimate abs. “Yours is too, honey. I’ve never seen anyone so ripped before.”
He grinned. “You’re about to see more of me.”
He took off the rest of his clothes, and what she saw nearly took her breath away. His cock was quite thick and so very long.
“Chance, I have some protection in my dresser drawer.”
She brought her hands up to his chest. “It’s always been for you.”
He smiled. “We don’t need it quite yet.” He crawled up between her legs. “I’ve got something else in mind.”
When his fingers threaded through her wet folds, she gasped. The pressure continued to build and build. She’d desired him for so long, it was going to be impossible to go slow.
He ran his hands over her pussy, taking in every inch with tender touches.
When he applied just the right pressure on her swollen folds, she felt her whole body shake and she pounded her fists on the mattress. She was practically melting. “Oh God. Yes. More. Oh. Faster. Please.”
“No, baby. I want this nice and slow.” He pressed his lips to her pussy. “You know what they say about the blind’s senses. I’ve touched you. Now, I want to taste you.” With his tongue he began licking her into a complete state of frenzy. She draped her legs over his shoulders.
He laved her pussy, and the pressure became almost unbearable. The more he drank from her body the wetter she became.
“You taste so sweet, Kaylyn. I love every drop.” He fingered her anus while lapping up her juices.
Writhing like crazy, she clutched the back of his head, pushing him deeper into her pussy.
When he applied pressure to her clit with his lips, she couldn’t contain herself any longer.
Her body erupted as the massive pressure inside her released into a sea of sensations, hot and electric. Her skin burned and her body vibrated. Her pussy began to spasm, clenching and unclenching, again and again. Over and over.
Every wave that crashed inside her made her scream his name. “Chance. Oh God. Chance.”
“Yes, baby. I’m here.” He moved up her body and held her tenderly. “I’ll always be here with you.”
She could feel his erection pressing against her, causing the pressure to return. “I need you inside me, Chance.” She ran her hands over his chest and abs. “I desperately need to feel you.”
“I want that, too, sweetheart. I want you so very much. I’ve wanted you for a very long time.”
“We both have.” She reached for the box of condoms in her nightstand, and saw the sprig of mistletoe she’d saved from long ago. The miracle had finally happened. Chance loved her. She pulled out one foil package and checked the expiration date. Thankfully, it was still good.
She tore the package open and placed the rubber on him. It was a snug fit given the massiveness of his cock. Still she was able to roll it down his shaft.
“That feels so good, baby.” His tone deepened, vibrating along her skin.
She fisted him, but was unable to bring her fingers together around his cock. She trembled at the idea of such a large dick penetrating her pussy.
Chance rolled onto his back, keeping his hands on her body, placing her on top of him. “Let’s start this way.”
Wanting to pleasure him, she grabbed hold of his cock. She shifted her body until her pussy was rubbing against the tip of his dick. She closed her eyes, dropping down on his cock an inch at a time.
She’d never been stretched so much in all her life. “I want every last inch of you in my body.”