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I wave for her to come in, and surprisingly, she does. She crosses her arms as soon as the door shuts.
“Why’d you do it? Why are you being so nice to me, inviting me to your fucking family dinner, and helping my family?”
“I told you, I’m a nice person.”
She snorts. “People don’t do things to benice. There’s always an underlying reason.”
I throw my hands up. “Do I need a reason to be nice to someone? I’m fucking attracted to you, Chloe! I wish I could take what happened between us back every single day. When I see you in the morning, I wonder where we’d be if I hadn’t been such a dumb shit then.”
This isn’t how everything was supposed to go down.
I take a step forward, grab the back of her head, and pull her to me. “Maybe it’s time I find out.”
12
Chloe
I can’t digest Kyle’s words before his lips crash into mine, and I’m pushed against the door. The money slips from my fingers, and I draw in a gasp when his excitement rubs against my thigh over my pants.
I could’ve thrown the cash at him and walked away. It’d have been the smart response. I might be book smart, but I’m sure as hell not emotionally smart. My emotions have no sense of rationality around him.
So, instead of being smart and fleeing the scene, I walked in, asking for trouble. Our kiss confirms everything I’ve feared. This is what I want.He’swhat I want, and I’m not strong enough to continue pushing him away.
Sleeping with Kyle doesn’t mean we need to have a relationship—or hell, even like each other. The only way sex can happen with us is if it’s no-strings attached and with no expectations. With every kiss and touch, I’m allowing him in deeper, knowing I’ll be left with emptiness when everything crashes between us.
The gasp escapes me when his tongue dips between the seam of my lips, and his fingers plunge into the base of my ponytail, roughly raking through the strands and then tugging at the ends. This man has fingered me and gone down on me, but those times were always about my orgasm, about him proving he could get me off.
This is different. Our kiss is laced with desperation and urgency, and with tentative fingers, I stroke him over the towel.
He moans into my mouth when I gain the courage to tug on the towel until it falls at our feet.
“Tell me this is happening,” he says. “Let me have all of you.”
I run my tongue over his bottom lip and wrap my fingers around his bare, swollen length, sliding them along the tip, spreading his pre-cum. “Does this answer your question?”
His chest moves against mine when he chuckles. “So far, it’s looking pretty damn promising.”
“Very promising,” I whisper with a smile.
“There’s one problem.”
“What’s that?”
He knots my ponytail around his fist, forcing my head back, and kisses up my throat. “I’m the only one naked.” He licks the curve of my neck before releasing me, and I lose my hold on him when he withdraws a step. “Strip for me.”
I steady myself against the door at his command, my breathing ragged, and I take in his naked body in all its glory. The finely sculpted muscles of his chest and arms are no stranger to me, and even though I’ve given him a blow job, there wasn’t much time to take in his swollen, thick cock before.
When my eyes meet his again, I find him intensely watching me, almost daring me to disobey him.
“Strip, Chloe,” he demands again. “Get naked. I won’t ask you again.”
I hold in a breath before grabbing the hem of my shirt and hurriedly ripping it over my head. My heart rapidly pounds against my chest, and it takes only seconds for me to step out of my yoga pants. My attention closes in on him, waiting for approval, but he gives nothing.
I haven’t given him all of me yet.
I lock eyes with him, and his gaze turns wicked when I unhook my bra, my breasts spilling forward. Still, not a single word from him. Neither do I get one after dragging my panties down my weak legs and kicking them away from my feet.
This is the first time Kyle has seen me fully naked. My heart is beating wildly, like I was working out for hours, and I’ve never felt so exposed.
