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“Oh my god. I think there are security cameras. Oh god.” She sank back against the wall.
Kyle chuckled and eased her forward toward the kitchen. “Come on, Little Red Riding Hood. Let’s get you a glass of water.”
Laney humphed and stomped ahead of him. “It’s not funny. You aren’t actually the Big Bad Wolf. You’re the level-headed one, what were you thinking?”
He washed his hands, then poured her a glass of water. She was parched, and her heart was still pounding. And he stood there, calm, and still clearly turned on.
“I was thinking that it would be fun to finger you in the elevator.” He pulled her against him, and unzipped her dress. “Since I overheard the security guards talking about how the video camera system is being upgraded next week, I knew there’s no recording happening over the holiday.”
Relief washed over her. “You...you...you are in fact the Big Bad Wolf.”
He smiled, clearly pleased with himself. “I try. And it was good, yes?”
She swallowed hard and nodded.
“Good. Then what were you saying about things being big?”
She raised her arms, letting her dress fall to the floor. “I don’t remember, but I can tell that you aren’t my grandmother.”
Laney turned and ran for the bedroom. Kyle got tangled up in the puffy ball of tulle at his feet for a second, and by the time he got there, she was sliding backward onto the bed. He stripped off his jacket.
“Say it.”
“My, what long arms you have,” she whispered.
He unbuttoned his shirt. “The better to hold you with.”
“And, uhm. What big eyes you have.”
“The better to see you with.” He dropped his cufflinks on the side table. “Spread your legs for me.”
She complied, licking her lips. “And Mr. Wolf, what strong legs you have.”
He stepped out of his shoes and socks, then lost his pants. “The better to chase you with.”
She paused, and his cock flexed, urging her to finish the game. Her eyes moved back to his face and her lips parted. He shed his boxer briefs and climbed between her legs.
“Oh, yes,” she panted. “What a big...”
He reached between them and spread her moisture with the tip of his erection. “Say it.”
“What a big cock you have, Mr. Wolf.” She whispered the words so faintly he almost didn’t hear them.
He sank into her a few inches, then pulled out, causing her to whimper, but then he was deeper again, and on the third press, in to the hilt. He lay his full weight on top of her for a moment, and pressed his mouth to her ear. “The better to make love to you, Laney.”
Chapter 19
“What are you going to do while I’m at work today?”
Kyle watched Laney pull on black dress pants and a pale blue sweater. It was almost spring according to the calendar, but Chicago was in the midst of being walloped with one last blast of winter. One benefit of staying at Laney’s condo for the week—no driveway to shovel. “Shopping, then meeting that teacher I told you about for coffee.”
She glanced at him, then her watch. They didn’t have time to get into this argument again. He thought that she’d be happy he was looking for jobs. He thought wrong. Skepticism rippled across her face, and he resisted the urge to curse.
She seemed content with the routine they had fallen into since Christmas. They were each making the drive once a month, so they had every other weekend together, as well as nightly conversations and more inappropriate text messages than he’d ever imagined possible. It was good, but it could be so much better. And when they weren’t together…maybe Laney was busy enough not to miss him, but all that he had enjoyed before now paled in comparison to the 48 hours he got with her every fortnight. Even the January crush of report card prep hadn’t filled the void, and the more frequent games nights his friends were organizing to distract him just wound up annoying him.
And on the weekends she visited him, he hated having to share her with her family, which made him an asshole. He couldn’t get enough of her, and there was only one solution to that problem. He had to move to Chicago, sooner than later.
Convincing Laney was proving a challenge. He appreciated that she didn’t want to rush him, but damn it, why did it feel like she still doubted he was in this relationship one hundred percent?
