One Wild Night (Hollywood Chronicles #1)(32)
Chapter 16
Paxton
“Red or black?” Kaylee dangles a hanger holding two very different dresses from each of her forefingers. Except I'm not looking at the dresses. I'm looking at Kaylee standing stark naked, her perfect body on full display. Her breasts heavy and nipples taut. The curve of her hip teasing me as she waits for my answer. Snapping out of it, I answer.
“When in doubt always wear red,” I respond, stepping into the shower.
She gives each dress another look and hangs the black one back on the garment rack. As I shampoo my hair, I watch her through the glass-encased shower. She twists her hair up on top of her head and collects an armful of bottles before opening the shower door.
“Hope you don't mind company,” she says, her eyes dropping to my growing erection. All she has to do is be within a foot of me and I can't control myself. Her voice cracks as she watches me lather body wash on my chest. “The hair and makeup people will be here in twenty minutes and I need to rinse off.”
I lick my lips as goose bumps pepper her skin and her nipples form into hardened peaks. “I only need ten minutes to do what I plan to do with you,” I growl at her.
I reach for her arm, pulling her to me. My dick is growing harder when I see how affected she is by me. Water runs in a stream over her shoulders, through the valley of her breasts, and down the apex of her thighs to the spot I want to devour over and over again.
I move her behind me, turning to press her back against the marble wall, and she gasps when her back makes contact with the cool stone. Her eyes are heavy as she watches me position her exactly how I need her, sliding a knee between her legs. She widens her stance just slightly to make room for my leg.
I drag my tongue across her collarbone, nibbling at the soft flesh as my fingers pinch a hardened nipple causing her to elicit a deep moan. “Put your hands on my shoulders,” I mumble against her neck.
Her trembling hands land on my shoulders as my palms trace the curves of her body resting on her perfectly round ass. Her eyes find mine, just as I lift her and she gasps loudly.
Our chests are pressed together, allowing me to feel the rapid beat of her heart. Her knees are spread wide, allowing me access to the very part of her I need right now. My dick presses against her warm center, and I look to her for permission.
Her head falls back as I press against her, still waiting for her to allow me into her.
“Kaylee,” I growl against her neck as she rocks her center gently across my thigh. Her arms tighten around my neck as she lifts herself away from me. Disappointment floods through me, but then she suddenly lowers herself right on top of me, and now it's me that's groaning.
“Jesus Christ, Kay,” I hiss as I fill her completely. She's seated on me all the way to the root, her tight walls expanding to take me in. “I'm not going to last long, you feel so fucking good.” I begin to thrust, fast and needy. I'm overwhelmed by Kaylee and how fucking amazing she feels.
“You said you only needed ten minutes,” she teases me.
I won't last ten goddamn minutes if she continues like this. She rocks her hips harder against me, fucking me as I hold her pressed against the shower wall. Her hands find my face, and she tilts my head up so she can kiss me. Our tongues dance with each other as she rocks her hips back and forth, fucking me. She twists her fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck as her orgasm builds. I can feel her fighting against it, but little does she know I'm ready to come along with her.
“Pax,” she pants my name over and over again as I take over and slam into her. “I'm so close.” Her eyes close and her head falls back against the marble as I continue to fill her, harder, and deeper than I've ever been before. Everything about her in this moment is beautiful. Her vulnerabilities. Her trust. Everything.
“Just feel it, Kaylee,” I say as I thrust into her one last time, filling her to the hilt. She wraps her arms around my neck tighter as her entire body comes undone. Her thighs shake around me, and her entire body writhes between me and the wall, and I finally lose it along with her, filling her with my release.
I slide out of her, gently setting her to her feet. She steadies her wobbly legs and finally looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes.
“What are you doing to me?” I whisper.
She chews on her lip and her lips twist into a perfect smile. “The same thing you're doing to me.” And that is when I fall head over heels for Kaylee Rose Burton.
“Don't be nervous,” I whisper in Kaylee's ear as her death grip on my hand tightens even more as our limo approaches the theater. She has barely said two words since we left the hotel, but I can't keep my eyes off her. Her hair is styled up with a few locks of soft curls bouncing around her shoulders. She looks stunning in the fitted red dress that displays every fucking perfect curve of her body.
“Don't be nervous,” she mocks me. “I want to hurl right this second and we're not even out of the car yet.”
As we roll to a stop, the back door of the limousine opens quickly. I glance to my left and give her hand a little squeeze. “This is easy. Just smile. Don't answer any questions. Remember everything Kenneth told you.” She inhales sharply and offers me a tight smile. She's so out of her element, but goddamn it, this is exactly where she's supposed to be.