Meet Cute(58)

I cup her face in my palms and pull back. “Should we get more comfortable?” I incline my head toward the bed.

“Comfortable as in horizontal and naked?” She tugs on the back of my neck, pulling my mouth back to hers as we sidestep across the room.

“If that’s what makes you comfortable, then definitely.” I lift her onto the mattress and she shimmies over until she reaches the pillows, me following along after her. I grin at the silly pattern on her pajama pants as I edge my way between her legs and stretch out over her.

Kailyn’s fingers dip under the hem of my shirt, nails skimming along my abs, making them jump under her light touch. “I can take this off?”

“You can take off whatever you want.”

She grins and I help pull it over my head, then discard it on the floor. Kailyn’s smile fades as she explores my chest with lazy fingertips.

Her eyes meet mine on a soft exhale. “I don’t look like this under my clothes.”

“Gotta say, I’m glad to hear that. Not sure how I’d feel about a chest hair competition.”

Kailyn tucks her chin against her shoulder and laughs, embarrassed again. “That’s not what I meant.”

I nuzzle into her neck, kissing that sweet, sensitive space just below her ear. “If it wasn’t already clear, I think you’re gorgeous exactly the way you are. The cherry-print pajama pants and this shirt just make it better.” Her vulnerability is humbling, and different than what I’m used to.

Behind that fierce exterior, Kailyn is soft curves and sweetness, and I can’t wait to get my hands and mouth on every inch of her. We make out like teenagers, her leg hooked over my hip until it stops being enough.

I fold back on my knees and pull her shirt over her head, fanning her dark hair across my pillow. Her bra is simple, pale silvery-gray satin. I slip a hand under her, free the clasp, and drag the straps over her shoulders.

Her skin pebbles under my touch, nipples tightening as I expose them, and I dip down to take one in my mouth. Kailyn arches and gasps, fingers sliding into my hair, holding me to her.

When I come back to her mouth, our kisses grow deeper and needier, hands roam and caress until she’s popping the button on my pants, fingers slipping inside my boxer briefs.

“Ah, fuck,” I groan when her warm hand encases me. I push up on my arms, hovering over her as she strokes, pressure firm, thumb brushing the head with each pass.

Her gaze stays steady on mine as I ease a hand down her side, edging under the waistband of her pajama pants. “Can I take these off, then?”

“Yes, please.”

She has to release me so I can drag them over her hips and down her thighs. I pause when her panties appear, and glance up, cocking a brow. Her grin widens and her nose wrinkles. These look new and very unlike something Kailyn would choose. They’re black cotton with a gold cheetah print and the words GO WILD! over the crotch.

“These are interesting.”

“I had help picking them out.”

“Oh? Are there more?”

“Mmm. They had a great ‘buy three, get two free’ deal going.”

“I look forward to taking each and every pair off your gorgeous, sexy body, then.”

“Well, if you want that to happen, I guess you better impress me this time around.” Her eyes glint with mischief.

I like this side of Kailyn. I expected soft and shy, but her playfulness is a pleasant surprise. I grin and drag a finger along the edge of her panties, from her hip to the juncture of her thighs. “I’ll do my very best.”

She nips at my bottom lip, but I don’t give her more kisses. Instead I sit back on my heels, tuck my thumbs into the waistband, and lower her panties over her hips. Her impishness disappears as her fingers drift to her mouth. I lower my head to place a gentle kiss below her navel.

Kailyn drags in a tremulous breath, followed by a barely audible whimper when I suck the skin. I take my time removing her panties, heightening anticipation; hers and mine.

She presses her thighs together, that shyness returning. Tucking my fingers into that warm space at the bend of her knee, I ease her legs open a few inches. “I want to see you.”

When she parts for me, I kiss the inside of her right knee, then move to the left. From one side to the other, I kiss a path up the inside of her thighs, toward the place I’m looking very forward to spending some time.

“Dax.”

I lift my eyes, pausing to suck the skin. “Can I taste you?”

Kailyn’s teeth sink into her bottom lip on a nod. A shaking hand glides down her stomach and stops just below her navel, but no words follow.

When I finally reach the apex of her thighs, I drag a single finger along her slit. Kailyn jolts, body bowing with her quiet cry of surprise.

“Is this okay?”

She nods, cheeks pink. “I didn’t expect that.”

“I’m going to touch you now, okay?” I warn with a grin. Parting her with my fingers, I brush my thumb over her clit. She exhales another unsteady breath.

“And now I’m going to kiss you.” I drop my head and lick her, eyes on her face.

She covers her mouth with her palm, as if she’s trying to hide her reaction. She bites her knuckle and turns her head to the side when I do it again. “God, you’re really good at that.”

“Would it be better if I fumbled around a bit, like we’re in college and I don’t know what I’m doing?” I tease.