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Chapter 11
Kennedy
I stayedon the couch while Liam tucked the kids into bed.I had given each of them a hug.I usually loved getting them to bed and witnessing their wily minds slowing down for the night, but I’d helped the other night.If I did it too often, they might start to ask questions Liam and I weren’t ready to answer.Instead, I had taken our mint chip ice cream bowls to the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher before waiting in the living room like a nervous date.
The stairs creaked as he came down.When his gaze landed on me, he chuckled.“They were both asleep by the time the first story was done.I think we need to go fishing every day.”
“I’m not sure it was fishing as much as racing up and down the shore for hours with their toy trucks.”
Liam and I had given up with the rods, only putting a line in the water when a boy popped over wanting to cast.Eli was disappointed they couldn’t teach me how to fillet a fish, but I was okay not knowing what the guts of my food looked like.
Liam sank onto the couch next to me.I continued flipping through shows on TV, enjoying the heat radiating off his body.Having him sit near enough that I could curl my legs to the side and tuck my feet close to him was a different sort of intimate.The thought of kissing him again sent my belly tumbling, but cuddling also ignited my nerves.
“What do you feel like watching?”I clicked through more options, trying to be casual.This wasn’t me testing the waters of touching and sex.This was us being a couple.This was me wondering if I was moving too fast or too slow into another relationship.
I concentrated on the screen, flipping through action movies.Horror movies were definitely a no.There were a lot of young adult series options, but Liam wouldn’t be interested in those.I stayed away from romance.I had my own to weather.
“I feel like taking you to the bedroom and making out.”My startled gaze jumped to him.He glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, quirking a brow.He hadn’t been joking.“No pressure, Kenny.”
Heat flooded my body, but my flight response had kicked in at the wordbedroom.I had thought I was ready for more, but thanks to my toes tucked under his powerful thigh, I was back in uncertain territory.Having sex with Liam meant I was navigating new territory and he was there to support me.We’d talked about moving beyond friendship status, and we’d done things that were more than handshakes, but this relationship was blooming faster than I had expected.My mind had a hard time keeping up.
I licked my bottom lip.Neither of us wanted a repeat of me fleeing his house.“I want to be ready for more, but I’m not sure I’m ready for everything.”Sex had never been casual in my life, and this thing between us was anything but superficial.I didn’t want to mess it up because all of me wasn’t on the same page.
“We’re only doing what you’re comfortable with.”He dropped his hand onto my calf, and my body lit up like the night sky.“We can watch a show too.”
The choice between watching a show and making out with Liam was absurd.Who wouldn’t want to be held by him?Yet, I was tempted to tell him that I could find something on TV we’d both enjoy.
He gave me time.The internal struggle probably played out over my face and in my eyes, but he didn’t back away.He didn’t get frustrated and tell me to forget it.He waited, and I could tell he’d be fine with another kissing session or just a night full of screen time.
I wouldn’t be, though.On that simple point, I was clear.I rose and held out my hand.
A ghost of a smile passed over his full lips—lips I wanted on mine.
I struggled to draw a breath as I led him to the guest room.This room had become neutral ground.My house was loaded with emotion.His bed promised more intimacy than I was ready to handle.The guest bedroom didn’t smell like him.The bed was made and not rumpled from his strong body.His clothing wasn’t lying on the dresser or piled in the laundry.
I stopped just feet from the bed, and he closed the door behind us.
He tugged me into his embrace, but like he’d been doing, he took it slow.Shadows draped over us, giving me space to hide, time to ease into this moment.He lowered his head and grazed his mouth across mine.
Soft, with a hint of firmness.My lips parted.I’d watched those lips for years: smile, frown, joke, discipline.The touch sent tingles down to my toes.I lifted my head and met his light pressure with more force.He was warm and safe and, for the moment, he was mine.
Wrapping my arms around his wide shoulders, I encouraged him.More.Faster.Harder.He answered each demand, prodding my lips apart until my tongue tentatively danced with his.He made each move deliberately, waiting for me to take it further.
Electricity swept through my body.I angled my head, took him deeper.Tasted the mint chip ice cream on his breath.Soaked up the heat from his body.Relied on his strength to hold me up.
When he moved, I was ready to go with him.He backed me to the bed.His strong hands gripped me around the waist, and he lifted me.My surprise didn’t stop me from twining my legs around his waist to keep the kiss from stopping.
I clung to him as he laid us back.I didn’t release him to relax into the mattress.I couldn’t let go, but the easy compliance from earlier was receding.I needed a moment to adjust.His weight was on me, over me, yet he supported me.He kept most of the pressure off until the tension leaked out of my body, then he eased his weight onto me.
His jeans held back the erection that pressed between us, but my awareness centered on the length, the thickness, how hard he was.For me.With my legs around him, I cradled him, getting used to the idea that someday soon we’d do this without clothing between us.My body reacted, and I rocked against the hard ridge.
A growl left him, and his kiss increased in force and matched the rocking of his pelvis.Sensation swept me away.I unhooked my legs to press my heels into the mattress and use it for leverage.Need piled on top of desire, wrapped in demand.I writhed.I whimpered.
He backed off the kiss and murmured, “Do you need more, Kenny?”
“Yes,” I pleaded, trusting him not to go too far.
His hand landed at my waistband as he kissed a path down my neck.I rocked up, urging him to go faster.I hated that he had to put space between us for him to undo my jean shorts, but when his warm fingers pressed against me, I was lost in pleasure.I knew nothing but his touch.His hot lips at my neck.His expert fingers stroking me.
