Finding Kyle(36)
Admittedly, even though those words are crude, the way he says them hits me straight between my legs. I’m not quite sure what that says about me, but I give a slight shake of my head. “You said you only wanted to be friends. This isn’t what friends do.”
“I was wrong about the friend thing then,” he mutters impatiently.
“So we’re not friends?” I press him.
“Yes, we’re friends,” he says in exasperation. “And soon to be lovers if you’re done questioning me.”
“So is this a one-time only thing?” I ask, because even though he’s trying to clarify things, I’m not sure I really understand, and that’s because Kyle is so freaking complex and mysterious. I can’t make any sense of my feelings, so perhaps if I understood where he’s coming from, it would be a bit clearer to me.
“Jane,” Kyle says gruffly. The heat in his eyes indicates perhaps more frustration than the sexual promise I’d seen there just seconds ago. “I don’t know what the fuck this is. I just know I want you and I’m tired of fighting it, so I’m not going to fight it. I’m giving in and taking what I think you’re offering. So do you really have to know more than that? Because if you do, you need to know I don’t have the answers. I don’t have the answers, so I’ll just set you down right now and go home. We’ll just be friends, and it will be fine.”
Just the thought of him putting me down and walking out my door freaks me out, and I involuntarily clutch my legs and arms around him tighter while shaking my head. It’s with no amount of urgency that I say, “No! Don’t put me down. I don’t need the answers.”
That’s an absolute lie. I so need the answers, but I’ll just have to wait for them.
“My room’s to the left,” I say as I incline my head that way, because he’s looking at me dubiously.
“Jane,” he growls low. “I need to know you’re okay with this. I’m not promising you anything but tonight and that I’ll make it so fucking good for you, I swear. But that’s all I know at this moment. Are you okay with that?”
My head nods up and down furiously, my arms and legs tightening even more. “Yes,” I assure him breathlessly. “I’m okay with it.”
Immediately, the anger and frustration melt from Kyle’s face, and a look that I’d characterize as immense relief mixed with extreme hunger replaces it, and that causes flutters in my belly.
Kyle maneuvers me through the hall and into my bedroom, where his knee goes to the mattress and he lays me down. I release my hold on him and watch as he just stares down at me, one foot still planted solidly on the floor.
“I know exactly what I’m going to do to you,” he whispers as his eyes start to burn hotter. His hand comes out and touches the side of my leg lightly, causing goose pimples to spring up. “I’ve spent so much time these last few weeks imagining what I’d do to you if I had you in this position that I know down to the fine details how this night is going to play out. And I swear to God, Jane… it’s going to be so fucking good.”
A cramp of longing hits me in two places at once. Right in my sex and right in the center of my chest. Those words and the promises of pleasure they held may have been the sexiest, most erotic thing I’ve ever heard in my life. The look of stark need on his face, and the reverent way he just spoke them, made my heart contract with hope. I know without a doubt Kyle has been missing something in his life by the way in which he’s looking at me, and knowing I can fulfill whatever this void is gives me all the feels.
It gives me the best kind of feels, and I know after tonight, my life is not going to be the same. I’m pretty sure Kyle’s won’t either.
CHAPTER 16
Kyle
I just promised Jane that I was going to make her feel good, and I intend to keep that promise. I’m rusty as fuck when it comes to giving a woman pleasure, but I didn’t lie to her just now when I told her I’ve been fantasizing about this for some time. I’ve probably thought up a dozen different scenarios involving Jane, all while jacking off to said fantasies, so I know exactly what I’m going to do to her tonight.
She stares up at me… eyes wide and trusting. Mouth slightly parted to where I can barely see a peek of her teeth through those full lips that have starred in a few of those fantasies.
I have to resist the impulse to strip her quickly and take her hard and fast. It’s the way I’ve fucked for so long that I’ve forgotten the nuances and pleasures of foreplay.
But tonight, I’m making a change. Jane is a different class of woman, and what I know about her I like. She deserves to feel good, and I want to be the one to give that to her. I want to own that about her.
I bring my other knee to the mattress and place my palms down beside her shoulders. As I hover over her, I take in every tiny detail of her face. I’ve never seen green eyes as brilliant as hers. They are now as dark as emeralds, but I’ve seen them lighten to the shade of mint when she laughs. Even though she’s a blonde, her lashes are fairly dark, which make her eyes stand out like beacons brighter than the lighthouse. Her nose is narrow but slopes upward slightly, making her look sassier than I know her to be. And well… those lips. Like I said, they’ve had top billing in a few fantasies.