“It’s true,” he says with a nod. “You should really kick that guy to the curb.” Though the look in his eyes is begging me not to.
“I should.” I arch an eyebrow. “But, he’s here now, so...”
“So…” He leans in closer, the tip of his nose gliding past my ear.
That needy coil of heat sinks lower, tightening like a knot. “So maybe you should kiss her.”
Chapter Sixteen
I captureher lower lip between mine. The sensual softness of her mouth and the way she leans closer sends a wave of delicious heat humming under my skin.
Our lips meet again, hungrier this time. I tug just a little before flicking my tongue past hers. She places her hand on my thigh, the warmth from her touch spreading through the fabric of my pants, and kisses me back. Her playful little tongue is sexy as hell. I chase it, lost to the indulgent sweetness that is kissing this woman in the middle of her kitchen, a spontaneous moment that feels right, and genuine.
I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, or even why she didn’t throw me out on my ass for my mixed signals, but when she dropped that hint about wanting to have fun, I couldn’t stop myself. Because I could use a little fun too.
Though I’m attracted to her for more than just whatever fun we might make together.
But that feels like a conversation for another day, because Keo rocks a little closer to me, her fingers sliding toward the inside of my thigh, and there is suddenlya lotof heat flooding south.
Our kisses deepen, both of us breathing a little faster. I stroke past her cheek and down her neck, my thumb feathering over her pulse point. She caresses my thigh while I trace her jawline with kisses. It’s getting a little awkward to explore with the way we’re sitting, but maybe that’s a good thing? Because that desire that’s been simmering in the background is boiling over, making it hard to think rationally. I should try to, but the more we kiss and touch, the less I care. She sucks in a quiet gasp when I brush my lips over the slope of skin beneath her ear, so I keep kissing and sucking, memorizing her addicting honey-spicy scent and the warmth of her skin against my lips.
I cup the back of her neck, my fingers tucked beneath her silky hair and my thumb tracing down, to the crook of her shoulder. Her skin is so warm here, making me want to kiss her everywhere, map more of her curves with my mouth. I stroke down her spine, dipping into the back of her shirt. Her fingers tighten around my thigh.
I plant soft kisses down her neck and suck on the tender patch of skin over her collarbone. She tilts her head and combs slowly through my hair, the glide of her nails on my scalp sending a wave of heat down my spine. I trace the top of her shoulder with slow kisses, easing the fabric of her shirt open as I go, exposing the white lacy strap of her bra and the swell of her breast. An impatience for more andright fucking nowgets me to my feet and gently lifting her by the backs of her thighs.
She gives a startled gasp as I stand, taking her with me. “Goodness, don’t hurt yourself.”
I laugh. “Are you doubting my abilities?”
She cradles my face and kisses me, her eyes fluttering closed. “Only if you promise to prove me wrong.”
Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself, but the options are flashing through my mind. Countertop, couch, dining room table, floor…
“How would you like me to do that, sunshine?” I lick up her neck and suck the edge of her earlobe between my lips. Her thighssqueeze my waist a little tighter, and though there are several layers of fabric separating us, there’s no denying her desire.
“There’s a guest bedroom down the hall.” She smiles. It’s a little shy but her eyes are bright with that playful gleam.
I cup her sensational ass and start walking. Holding her like this—close to me, safe—feels like the best promise she could offer me in this moment. “Oh yeah? What’s in the guest bedroom?”
She gives a surprised laugh then cocks her head, one eyebrow arched. “Hopefully both of us naked.”
Damn. To think I could be missing out on this because I was too caught up in my own head.
Inside the room, I carry her to the bed. “Is that why you invited me over? To get me naked?”
I’m vaguely aware of the details in here—the big window and glass door that leads to a patio, the bed’s log frame and matching bedside tables—but they pale in comparison to how beautiful she looks as I set her on her feet, her eyes soft with yearning and her chest rising and falling with her quickening breaths.
“It’s not the only reason.” She leans in to kiss me while tugging my shirt tails free. I break from her kiss to unbutton the top then yank it up and over my head.
“Is that why you agreed?” she asks. “To get me naked?”
I laugh, but then I take her face in my hands and gaze down at her. “I came to spend time with you.” And to put the Sofie and Kirilee thing out in the open. “Getting you naked is just a really nice bonus.”
We kiss again while she caresses up my chest, her touch sending little sparks dancing over my skin.
She groans into my mouth. “You feel good.”
I tug her shirt loose and pop each of the pearl snaps, then slide it off her shoulders. The white lace against her pale skin is going to be myundoing.