Beautiful Chances (The Beautiful Series) (36 page)

“Thank you,” I replied. “Oh, and I’ll be bringing Kyle with me when I visit. Is that okay? If not, we can check into a nearby hotel.”

“Of course, dear,” she said, surprised. “I will tell your cousins to behave…or I’ll ask them to
try
to behave, I should say.” She laughed.

I rolled my eyes, thinking of how my cousins would act. “That’s all we can ask.”

“Get some sleep, dear. Call us when you are on your way, or you can even text me, too,” she stated proudly.

I chuckled at the thought of my aunt learning how to text, wondering who took the time to teach her. She had barely even used her cell phone before I left, so she had indeed come a long way.

“Good night. See you soon,” I said before hanging up.

I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing. I glanced at the clock. It was ten in the evening. I must have fallen asleep shortly after I had gotten off the phone with my Aunt Lucie.

“Hello?” I answered sleepily.

“Hey, beautiful. Sorry to wake you. I just wanted to hear your voice and say good night.”

I pulled up my covers as I snuggled up on Kyle’s side of the bed. “It’s okay. How was your meeting?”

He sighed. “It was a long fucking day.”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I miss you. I wish you were here.”

Kyle exhaled. “Me, too, beautiful. My bed and house are lonely without you. Next time, I’m making you come with me.”

I smiled, inwardly swooning, as images of being wrapped in Kyle’s arms in his bed flashed through my mind. I wanted that, too.
Yes, please.
“Is that so?” I teased.

“Definitely. If you protest, I’ll just toss you over my shoulder and bring you anyway.”

Of course he would.
I shook my head and laughed. “Make sure you bring my laptop, too.”

Kyle chortled. “I’ll try to remember.”

“I…called my aunt tonight,” I said in a soft voice.

Kyle was quiet for a moment. “That’s great, Lily. I’m so proud of you. I knew you could do it.”

“She seems very excited to see me.”

“Of course she’s excited to see you. They all are,” Kyle replied reassuringly.

“It just makes me so nervous. Three years is a long time.”

“That’s true, but family is family, and time apart doesn’t make any difference.”

Kyle was so strong and confident. His family values were evident in his words. It was an amazing quality to see in a man.

“When do you want to leave?” Kyle asked.

“I will probably make travel arrangements tomorrow. And you still want to come with me?” My voice sounded shaky.

“Of course I still want to go with you. I wouldn’t let you go through that all alone. Don’t worry about arrangements. I will handle that.”

I sighed in relief. “Thank you.”

During a moment of silence, my thoughts drifted to Kyle and the way he would wrap his arms around my waist and pull me close into his chest. His warm body fit around mine so well. My bed felt empty without him.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered.

“You,” I answered honestly. My thoughts frightened me, but I was really trying to work on being open
with him.

“Me? What about me?”

“You lying next to me with your arms wrapped around me.”

I closed my eyes as I heard Kyle groan into the phone.

“I want to be there, too.” He sighed. “Get some sleep, and dream about me. I’ll see you soon.”

My tired eyes fluttered open, looking into complete darkness, as the bed shifted.

“Kyle?” I said sleepily as his familiar warm body snuggled against mine. My foggy mind was trying to process that he was back.

“Hmm?” he said, his voice quiet, as he tucked the sheets back around us. He sounded like once he hit the pillow, he would be out.

“How…I mean, why are you here? I thought you had to work?”

“I can work from here.” He kissed my cheek thoughtfully. “You said you missed me and wished I were here, so I’m here…and I told you how much my day sucked, and I wanted nothing more than to be here, too.”

“But you need—”

“Shh…I need to be right here. This is where you need me. Go back to sleep.” He kissed me again and pulled me closer. “We’ll talk in the morning.”

Knowing he was dead on his feet since he had just flown all the way here in the middle of the night, I decided to let it go for now. My heart clenched at how he put others before himself. I smiled as I drifted back to sleep, thinking of how Kyle had such a kind heart underneath that rough and tough exterior.

I awoke as the sun started to rise, wishing my mind would just go back to sleep. Yawning, I crooked to the left and blinked twice at seeing Kyle in my bed.
Ah.
My morning haze faded as the memory of Kyle joining me in bed last night flooded my mind.

He shifted onto his back, still half-asleep. “Morning,” he mumbled sleepily with his eyes still closed.

Realization hit me at the thought of him coming back in the middle of the night to be with me. Deep emotions stirred within me, and I wasn’t ready to face them, so I pushed them aside. I decided to move on to a happier thought, and I focused on the glorious sight before me. I licked my lips in anticipation of consuming the man before me. I didn’t know what I had done to deserve such a prize, but I planned to enjoy every moment with him.

My eyes started at his mouth. His bottom lip was slightly plump. I wanted to kiss it. His jaw was more relaxed as he slept, giving his face a softer, younger look. The sight of his bare chest made my mouth water. His skin glowed with his perfect tan. I wanted to run my hands all over his body. I didn’t think I would ever get used to this kind of perfection. He was like a magnet, and I had a gravitational pull toward him. My heart wanted to run and jump in with both feet, but my mind wanted to bolt in the opposite direction.

Not being able to hold back any longer, I moved to straddle his hips, and my eager hands made long strokes from his firm chest all the way down to the indentation of his hips. His groan of approval was like putting fuel on the fire. My lips parted on a breath as I felt his impressive morning erection beneath me. Grinning, I thought about how his brain might not be fully awake, but another part of his anatomy clearly was.

I shifted off of him, positioning myself between his legs, and I lowered my mouth to massage the tip of his erection through his briefs before gently squeezing it between my lips. I released and repeated. Dipping my hands underneath him, I grabbed each of his cheeks, reveling in how muscular they were. Kyle lifted his hips as I lowered his briefs.

Now wide-awake, he propped himself up on his elbows to look directly into my eyes. “Good morning,” he said, his voice laced with lust. “Greedy this morning, are we?” he teased.

“Good morning,” I replied in a sweet and innocent tone. Then, I let a naughty grin spread across my face. “I’m very greedy this morning.”

His eyes blazed with desire as my hands stroked his erection. I moved slowly at first, feeling his soft skin beneath my loose grip. Kyle closed his eyes in pleasure as I increased the pressure slightly. Leaning forward, I took him into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head before making my way down the thick base. Kyle’s breath caught as I increased my suction on the way back up. As I looked at him, his jaw clenched, and I could see his control wavering.

“Lily.” His breath was ragged as his hands found my shoulders, squeezing with enough pressure to let me know he was already close. “Seeing you take me deep into that luscious mouth of yours makes me crazy.”

Hearing my name on his lips while he battled to restrain himself was sexy as hell. It made my thighs clench with need while driving the desire to please him higher. I wanted to give this to Kyle. Keeping a steady pace, I pulled him in and out of my mouth while my hand worked in unison on the lower part of his shaft.

“Lily, stop,” he commanded. “I want to come inside you.”

I increased the suction on my way back up, hoping to make my point clear. “No,” I breathed. I shook my head as I blew gently across his sensitive tip.

He took in a sharp breath.

“I want you to come in my mouth,” I said seductively, trying to maintain control.

I can do this.
I ran the tips of my fingers up his inner thighs while breathing in his familiar musky scent that made liquid pool between my legs. Gripping the base of his erection, I eagerly took him back into my mouth again, pumping him in and out until I found a steady rhythm.

My name left his lips on a half-cry, half-grunt as his release spurted into my mouth, flowing down the back of my throat. Quite proud of myself, I smiled shyly up at Kyle.

His hands pulled me up the length of his body. “That was amazing, Lily.” His eyes glazed over with primal satisfaction. “You looked so fucking hot with your mouth wrapped around me. It took everything I had to let you finish.” Before I had time to respond, a mischievous grin spread across his face. “But now that you are, let me return the favor.”

He pivoted, taking me with him, and he pinned me beneath his body. He kissed the base of my throat before slowly making his way up to my jaw. My body shuddered as he nipped and gently tugged at my earlobe.

“Oh, Lily, what should I do to you?” His voice was husky. He chuckled and pulled a strand of my hair off my forehead. “First, even though you look sexy as hell in this classic white T-shirt and panties, I must say that I want you naked beneath me right now.”

His erotic voice sent shivers down my spine.

The doorbell rang once…and then twice, pulling us out of our moment.

“Damn door,” I muttered.

I stood from the bed and quickly made myself decent. Heading to the door, I remembered that Luke was supposed to stop by for breakfast.
Oh shit.

After I opened the door, Luke stepped inside in full-blown rant mode. I only caught certain parts.

“My fucking father! He just can’t let me be happy…fucking family business…no part of it! What about my dream? He should have had more children!”

I motioned him to the couch, knowing that he had endured one of his father’s morning you’re-a-failure calls.
Poor Luke.
I could not imagine my parents not understanding or supporting my dreams…or worse, even telling me their feelings of hating something I was passionate about.

Sitting down next to him, I put my hand on his shoulder and rubbed a small circle in a supportive gesture. “Luke,” I said softly, “it’s okay to follow your own dream.”

It hurt to see Luke in so much anguish over his parents’ lack of support. I wished I could find a way to help him, but his parents were relentless. They always made him unhappy and made him doubt himself.

Luke’s body suddenly turned to stone. I rotated to see Kyle standing in the archway.

“What is he doing here?” Luke asked.

I opened my mouth to explain, but Luke sighed, shaking his head. “Never mind.” He glanced over at me. “I shouldn’t have come here.” He rose to his feet.

I gently tugged on his hand to stop him. “No, Luke.” I gave a sad, reassuring smile. “You are welcome here. You are my friend.”

Luke winced before quickly recovering with a forced smile. “You’ll always be my friend, Lily.”

Perched up against the wall, Kyle was standing with his hands in his pockets, quietly watching our exchange.