When we’re about a block away, Kady stops to ask me a question. “Gavin, what did Luca say to you before we left? I caught the ‘my friends’ part.”
I hesitate a second before translating, but I won’t lie to her. Plus, she’ll think it’s funny, too.
“He told us to be safe.”
Kady squints and scrunches her nose in confusion and I can’t help but smile.
“As in, wrap it up. Safe sex.”
She tips her head back and laughs, her eyes sparkling under the streetlights. “Oh! I’ll have to remember that one.”
We round the corner to my building and just outside the exterior door, I stop and turn toward her.She looks so beautiful. Her bare shoulders are the color of burnt cream from her golden tan. Smooth and silky.I can’t wait to get my lips and hands all over her skin.
But before I do, I need to ensure we’re on the same page. Be clear and intentional about what we’re about to do. Where this will go. To carefully draw the lines in the sand so there’s no misunderstanding or hurt feelings.
“Kady,” I begin, cupping her chin with my hands to bring her gaze to mine. I want her to know I mean what I say. “I don’t want you to feel pressured or think that I expect anything from you tonight. We can just chill if you’d rather do that.”
She lets out an exasperated sigh, her palm landing on the hard ridge protruding from inside my shorts. I suck in a groan that’s ready to escape my lungs.
“Gavin, that’s very chivalrous of you. I’d say no if I didn’t want this with you,” she emphasizes with a long stroke of my length. “But I do want you…so much. And I don’t feel pressured one bit. The only pressure I feel is right here.”
She squeezes my dick and then reaches for my hand to guide it between her legs, holding it there.It’s heat, and lust and possibility. This night could very well break us, but at least we’d have it together.
“But I do need to confirm something with you,” she says, her tone serious.
“Yeah? What’s that?”
“Do you have a girlfriend back home? Or anywhere, for that matter?”
My first reaction is to laugh, but her question blows me away. That she would possibly believe I was hiding something like that in order to get in her pants makes me wonder what she really thinks of me.
“Why would you think that?”
She shrugs, her lips pursed. “Because, some guys lie.”
“Kady,” I murmur, cupping her cheeks in my hands, staring her in her blue eyes so she sees the truth. “I don’t have a girlfriend. If I did, I wouldn’t be kissing you.”
I watch her face as she digests my words. Relief seems to brighten her concerned expression.
We continue kissing in front of my apartment door, as I return my hand between her legs, stroking and exploring. My nosy neighbor, Mrs. Minelli, is likely spying on us from her bedroom window and will be down here with a broom if we don’t get inside soon.
I pull back, with some resistance from Kady, who moans and whines. I grin at her shiny, pouty lips.
“Need to get indoors and away from prying eyes.” I shift my eyes and nod my head to the left, pointing out the building next door.
As we enter the foyer, Kady peers back out the door, as if scoping for infiltrators.
She giggles as the door shuts behind her with asmack. Her sweet laughter echoes across the marbled floor.
“You’re right. I think we were made by Old Lady Minelli. She’s just jealous that I’m gonna get some and she isn’t.”
I grab her hand, Kady following closely behind me as we wind our way up the curved staircase. I’m on the top floor, but nothing to get either of us too winded.
But I do lose my breath when we step into my flat and see Kady already shimmying out of her shorts, leaving me with a view of her backside and a tiny thong barely visible between her cheeks.
As she flings them to the floor, I watch with rapt interest, my heart rate accelerating like a race car.Kady just owns it. She’s fearless and sexy. Feisty and funny. My eyes don’t leave the movement of her hand as she trails it down her exposed hips, gliding over the taut skin. It highlights all the things I want to do to her.Where I plan to touch her.
I move forward, crowding her against the wall until she hits it with her back. My knees hit the hard wood in front of her with athwamp, and I replace her hands with my own, leaning in to press my face between her breasts. She lets out a startled cry and rests one hand on my head, the other flat against the wall.
