He grabbed my waist and pulled my body against his. I vaguely heard voices in the background, but my brain was already foggy. All thoughts were on Kyle…and his mouth. He pulled me in for a scorching kiss. This kiss was raw and hard and full of passion. I gasped when he pulled back.
His breathing was hard as he looked into the depths of my eyes. “You’re the one who had your ass in the air, searching around. It distracted me. I had to stop and take in the full view.” His voice was husky as his eyes burned into mine. “Not to mention, I’ve been riding behind that ass all day, watching you manhandle a machine. It’s fucking sexy.” He leaned in closer, making me shiver, as he whispered, “I really
wish we were alone right now.”
“Ditto.”
I was completely mesmerized with the man before me, so I didn’t realize when I began verbalizing my thoughts, and I wasn’t using his quiet tone either. “I want to strip you naked—”
“Lily! I’m right fucking here! Do that shit later before I have to kick your boyfriend’s ass! And I really like him, so that would be a damn shame!” Jason exclaimed.
Damon groaned with his fingers plugging his ears.
Kyle growled and pinned Jason with a glare. “Way to ruin a moment, cowboy. Just wait until it happens to your ugly mug someday.”
“I’ll leave those fairy-tale moments to you, Romeo,” Jason countered.
Damon shook his head, laughing at all of us, while keeping his attention on Jason, watching him closely, knowing that Jason would deliver payback at any given moment.
Jason started up his four-wheeler and popped the clutch into first, holding the brake down, while waiting for us.
“Ready to ride?” Jason grinned from ear to ear.
Kyle, Damon, and I agreed at the same time, and we hopped back on the four-wheelers. We took off together and raced through the rest of the trails with a need for speed. All of us were laughing, kicking up mud, and weaving left and right as if we were putting our machines to work on a private racetrack. This was the best trail of the three for the very reason that it was not boring in any way.
When we made it back to the house, we parked in the backyard near the hose. Nearly every inch of all our bodies was covered in mud. My wet riding pants were clinging to my thighs.
Jason stopped beside me and affectionately put his arm around my shoulder. “Lil, you still got it.”
I chuckled and leaned into his hug. “Good to know I’m Jason-approved.”
“You know it.” Jason grinned, and then it slowly turned into a warm smile. “Right now, you look like how I remember you most, smiling from ear to ear and covered in mud.”
Kyle smiled, his gaze fixated on us.
In that moment, I realized how much I had truly missed this part of me. “Thank you for today.” My voice rang with emotion.
“Anytime, Lil. We’re always here for you,” Jason assured me.
The four of us hosed down our rides and gear before storing them back in the garage. We were all beat. Four-wheeling was work, especially when riding for miles on uneven terrain. It’d made me use muscles I had forgotten I even had, but it was well worth every ache.
Jason walked out to his truck and came back with two large suitcases that I recognized as Kyle’s and mine. I stared at Jason in bewilderment before I recovered my expression. It was very thoughtful of him to bring them by.
“Here.” He stopped in front of me, his face soft. “I thought you might need these. I figured you weren’t coming back to the house either way.”
He was right. On good terms or bad, I needed a bit of space right now.
I smiled up at him. “Thank you, Jason. I appreciate it.”
Kyle approached Jason with an outstretched hand. “Thank you, for today and for also bringing our belongings.”
Jason shook his hand. “No problem, man. Always happy to help in any way I can.” He turned to face me again. “Let me know what you decide, Lil. Okay?” he asked tentatively.
“Of course. I’ll call you sometime tomorrow.”
“Sounds good.” He pulled me into a big hug. “Thanks for inviting us, Lil. We’ve missed our little firecracker.” He looked over at Kyle. “It’s good to know she’s not alone.”
Kyle nodded. They were having a silent conversation with one another right in front of my eyes.
I shook my head.
Must be a guy thing.
Kyle rotated to face Damon and extended his hand. “Thank you, Damon. You’ve been a great help.”
“That’s what family is for.” Damon smiled, shaking Kyle’s hand. “We were just happy to spend some extra time with you guys while you’re here.”
After our good-byes, my shoulders sagged from exhaustion. I was wiped out. I silently watched as Damon and Jason climbed into Damon’s truck and made their way down the driveway.
Once they were out of sight, Kyle turned his head in my direction with a teasing look on his face. “Firecracker, huh?” he asked with humor in his voice.
“Yep.” I had to laugh. “I was the tomboy, and the term
firecracker
was used a few times.” I grinned.
“I see. So, I have an idea.” A small smile spread across his face. “Don’t freak out, okay?”
I eyed him apprehensively. “Okay…”
“Since we are alone…in your parents’ house…” Kyle stalked closer to me and then gathered me in his arms. “I think we should have a sleepover…in your bed, firecracker.” Kyle hesitated, gauging my reaction while letting the thought sink in. “Well, if it’s big enough.”
I had never had a boy in my bedroom when I lived at home. For one, I had never had a serious boyfriend, and two, my dad would have buried him in the backyard before the boy had made it up the stairs.
I smiled, thinking it would be kind of fun. “Do you not want to sleep in the hammock again?” I was intrigued by his idea, but I wanted to tease him a bit first.
“I will if that’s what you want to do, but I thought it would be fun to break a few house rules while we’re here.” He unleashed his gorgeous panty-melting grin.
And I was toast.
Desire bloomed from deep within me. I walked over to the door, shut the garage door, and pulled my shirt over my head.
Kyle slowly walked toward me. He watched my every move, his expression darkening.
My muddy jeans were clinging to my hips, and I had to wiggle slightly to get them off. Kyle’s breath roughened as he gripped the stair handrail and walked up the two small steps to the door.
I stood before him in my bra and panties, which were wet and sticking to my skin. “It’s a queen-size bed. You’ll fit…” I turned and looked over my shoulder at him. “If we snuggle.”
“We’ll definitely be snuggling,” Kyle said in a low voice.
“But first, it’s time for a shower,” I added.
He knelt on the step before me. He placed his hands on the sides of my waist and turned me back around to face him. With his right thumb, he rubbed small circles, trying to remove a wet patch of mud on my skin. A shiver raced down my spine. Slowly leaning forward, he kissed me just below my navel. I closed my eyes, and a moan escaped my lips.
He tipped his head back. His eyes were glazed over with pure primal need. “You are so beautiful, Lily. You take my breath away…every time.”
Captivated by the love in his eyes, I threaded my fingers into his incredibly soft hair. “You do the same to me,” I whispered, trying to control my voice.
His hands tightened on my waist as he picked me up into his arms. His hands moved to hold me firmly underneath my thighs. He kissed me fervently as he walked us into the house. My hands found the hem of his shirt, and I tugged it over his head while I braced my legs tightly around his waist for balance.
My breathing accelerated when my eyes traveled up and down his bare chest. He had dry mud on the side of his neck, upper shoulder, and forearm. I did not realize how sexy a man could be covered in mud. My mouth watered at the anticipation of washing it off of his glorious wet body.
Kyle carried us to the living room threshold and stopped, waiting for my direction.
“Stairs,” I breathed heavily. Not allowing my eyes to be distracted from the sight before me, my finger pointed in the direction of the stairs. My hands went back to caress up and down his firm chest, admiring the definition of every muscled curve.
As we reached the top of the stairs, I pointed again. “That way.”
He set me down to my feet and grasped my chin gently with his hands. I could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath my hands, and it matched my own.
I did not need fancy cars, outlandish gifts, or a castle. I just needed this, right here. His eyes told me everything I needed to know. He made me feel like I could conquer the world. I wished that every day in life could be like this.
“I love you,” I said gently while looking deep into his eyes, needing him to know how I felt in that moment. “You have changed me in so many ways.”
My hands glided down his sides, and his gaze never left mine. His eyes were filled with the same emotions I felt.
“You make me feel so much,” I whispered.
Kyle’s eyes softened with a warm glow as his lips parted into a smile. “I love hearing you say how I feel.” His voice was gentle and loving. “And I love you…more than you’ll ever know,” he vowed. Closing the small distance, he pulled my chin up and took my mouth in a tender kiss.
His lips parted, and his tongue brushed along my bottom lip, silently asking for permission into my mouth. I parted my lips as I anticipated the feel of his tongue against mine. His kisses turned urgent, need and desire racing through each one. His firm hands touched me in all the right places. He ignited and awakened every part of me from deep within.
My body hummed with desire. Each nerve felt like a live wire ready to explode. I took a small step back to strip him naked, and then I followed with another step to admire the view.
Oh. My. God.
Kyle’s eyes had a feral look about them as he watched me step back. His body was tense, not wanting the distance between us. He looked like a panther, ready to strike at any moment. His intense stare made my nipples harden as a jolt of lust spiraled down to my belly.
He took a small step forward and grinned. “Are we playing cat and mouse?” Kyle asked seductively.
I bit my lip and shook my head, letting the silence linger briefly. The quietness further charged the air around us. Our chemistry was palpable. I smiled to myself, wanting to work him up a little. It was then that I realized there would never be a dull moment between us. I wanted him like I needed air to breathe.
I reached around to unclasp my bra, and I let my breasts fall free. I hooked my thumbs into my panties, and I slowly lowered them off, one hip at a time. Kyle’s chest rose and fell with each breath as he patiently waited for me to undress, his eyes never leaving my body.
“No.” My voice was innocent. “I was admiring you naked…and muddy.”
Kyle’s grin widened. “And?”
His gaze followed my arms as I lifted them behind me to unbraid my hair. I started at the bottom and slowly worked my way up. The braid left behind loose curls flowing down my long blonde hair.
“It’s making me wet.”
Kyle’s jaw clenched as he closed the distance between us.
“Shower. Now,” he grunted throatily.
He grabbed my wrist gently and tugged me to the bathroom. Once inside, I opened the shower door and pulled him in after me. He turned on the water and pivoted us directly beneath the stream. The warm water felt divine against my damp, muddy skin and overworked muscles.
Kyle pulled my lips to his in a desperate kiss. His mouth was passionate and urgent against mine. I gasped as he gently bit my lower lip and tugged. A low growl left from deep within his throat.
“You,” he said, leaning forward and kissing my throat, “have had me hot and hard for you all damn day.” He rumbled against my throat as he reached around with one hand and grabbed my ass, pulling me against his firm erection.
My lips parted on a moan, and I was panting as silent shock waves rocked my core, turning and twisting my insides. My body was always waiting and ready to react to this man.
“And this ass of yours was in my face for hours.”
I giggled at how dramatic he sounded over having to stare at my behind.
His hand came down and lightly tapped my ass, the sound reverberating in the shower stall. I inhaled in pure surprise and pleasure as my body released a small shudder. The familiar ache between my thighs increased. While breathing heavily, my body desperately craved release. His eyes made direct contact with mine, and I could not look away.
“Not funny,” he said, trying to stay serious. “All I could think about was how damn sexy you looked covered in mud, getting you alone, so I could strip off your muddy gear and make love to you,” he said huskily while running his hands along the curve of my hips.
I could see a hint of humor along with excitement in his eyes. His hands gripped the back of my thighs as he hoisted me up around his waist. My back was pressed against the tile as I wrapped my legs around his hips. His erection brushed along my sex, and I rocked my hips in response until I came in contact with the tip. His sharp intake of breath filled the air.
“It was a long day.”
“Sounds rough,” I teased.
Kyle laughed. “It was.”
He rocked his hips forward, slowly filling me in one long stroke. Each inch of him felt more heavenly than the last. We groaned in unison. He was buried deep inside me, stretching me. I dropped my head on his shoulder, savoring each sensation surging through my body. It felt amazing.
He lifted me up and down as I moved my hips in time with his thrusts. Kyle turned his head and buried his face in my hair, breathing hard.
“You’re my world, Lily,” he breathed, thrusting again. “I love you.”
His words sent me spiraling over the edge, and I clenched around him. Kyle’s grasp tightened as he grunted, filling me with his release.
He closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against mine, breathing hard. We held each other in silence, letting the hot water rush down our bodies as our breathing return to normal. His body caged me in, and I loved the way his skin felt pressed against mine.
“Let’s wash you up and get you to bed, beautiful. You have another long day ahead of you. The realtor will be here at nine sharp.”