“Maybe.” Her head bobs side to side.
Fuck.Blood starts to rush south almost instantly.
“Come here, brat.” I spin her around so I can access the zipper to her dress.
Her skin has lost all the warmth from the summer, but her freckles and moles are still obvious. I want to take a bite out of this flesh. Leaning down, before I unzip her dress, I gently bite down on the skin between her neck and collarbone.
“Mmmm.” The light moan that comes out of her mouth gives me the courage I need.
I replace my teeth with my lips and kiss down her back, following the zipper’s path as I remove her dress. Kyra slides it down her body so slowly. It has to be against the Geneva Convention to torture me like this.
Every single inch of skin that gets exposed causes my head to swim. When the top of the dress reaches her tights, she starts to slide them off with her dress. To reveal that she has nothing underneath them.
Fuck.
She’s been out all night with nothing under this dress other than her tights. Those tights wouldn’t have posed a problem for me, even if they are thicker; I always have a knife on me. She stands before me, more beautiful than I have ever seen.
“You are still dressed.” She chews on her finger, nervously.
I grab the small armchair by the wall and sit down in it. Spreading my thighs till they take up what little space this chair gives me, and sling my arms over the back.
“I want to appreciate the view, Sunflower.” Instantly, her skin flushes. She fidgets, trying to keep herself from covering her nakedness. “Fuck, you are beautiful.” I groan out, biting my fist.
“Cal…” she whines.
“Yes, baby?”
“Stop staring.”
“On the list of things not happening tonight, that is not on it. Come here.” I pat my knee, and she crosses to stand directly in front of me. I grab her hand and place her down on my knee. She hangs her head while her cheeks turn even pinker, if that were possible.
Brushing her blonde locks away from her face, I lean in and brush a kiss over her ear. Kyra turns her head to face me and wraps her arm around my neck. Leaning down, she places her lips on mine.
Holy fuck, she is actually kissing me.
I let her take control of the kiss. She sets a slow and deliberate pace. Our tongues are dancing with each other. The fire between us is burning at wildfire levels. Uncontrollable and fucking hot.
Kyra breaks the kiss, her breathing ragged and uneven. She stands to face me, her body flush with heat and lust. I blink, and she is straddling my lap. Her heat is resting right over my erection. It is torture that she is naked on top of me, and I am still fucking dressed.
Her mouth never leaves mine, but she starts to unbutton my shirt. The warmth of her hands brushes so lightly over my chest, causing shivers to run down my spine. I have to break the kiss for a minute; my heart is going to beat out of my chest.
“Sunflower, fuck.” The words are breathless and more of a groan than actual words.
“Yes.” She draws out the “s” with the cutest miss innocent smile on her face. Her cheeks are flush but her freckles stand out.
“I am wearing far too many clothes for you to be grinding your slick, hot pussy on my dick.” I help her to stand just long enough for me to ditch the button-down and my undershirt, then I shimmy my slacks and boxers down my legs.
As soon as I kick my pants and boxers away from us, Kyra pounces back on my lap. My cock is throbbing between her wet heat and my abs. Her lips pressed back to mine in a much hungrier, less controlled kiss. I can feel her rocking back and forth down my length, and it takes everything within me not to pull back just enough to adjust to slide right into the spot I am dying to be.
Kyra writhes on my lap, grinding her slickness up and down my length. What I thought was torture earlier is nothing compared to this. I lean into her neck and leave playful bites. She will wear my marks for a while, but at least she cannot forget me.
“Why can’t I let you go?” Her voice breaks just enough to show what she is feeling.
CHAPTER 27
KYRA
Fuck, this man. In the best way, of course. I am trying to keep him at arm’s length away. Guarding my heart and body from more hurt, but with his pierced cock rubbing perfectly against my clit I am done for.
