I raise my head. He’s standing in front of me in just a towel and tempting smile.
“This may be the best birthday present I ever received.”
My cheeks heat. He looks like a hungry cat about to devour a helpless canary.
“Watch me get dressed.” My eyes follow him as he moves through his room, pulling out clothes from his dresser and closet. He lays everything on the bed, and then discards his towel. He’s standing in front of me stark naked, moving gradually so I get a good look at every inch of his hard sculpted body and the tattoos on his chest, arm, and side. He’s freakin’ drool worthy. I’ll never deny it.
“Like what you see, kitten?” Kayne asks flirtatiously.
“Yes, Kayne,” I reply with a raspy voice. Just looking at him has my mouth dry and body responding.
“Good.” He smiles, then proceeds to get dressed. This feels so intimate. Watching him in the privacy of his room. Seeing him in a completely different light than I’ve ever seen him before. Once he’s dressed in a plain white dress shirt and white pants, he joins me in the cage; his shirt partially unbuttoned.
I stare up silently, while he stares down.
“I guess I should unwrap you now.” Kayne tugs lightly on the ribbon and the bow falls apart.
He drinks me in from head to toe, scanning his luminous eyes over my face, my chest, my torso, my legs, licking his lips as he goes. It’s all at once nerve-racking, stimulating, and sexy as hell.
“I need to give Jett a raise,” he tells me as he leans in and kisses me. There’s no warning or asking of permission as his tongue invades my mouth. Jabbing and rolling, he asserts his dominance. His control. Reminding me I’m his. Like I could ever forget.
When we break apart I can barely breathe, my lungs working double time to suck in oxygen.
He runs his hands over my body, taking advantage of my powerless state.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he moans as he squeezes my breasts, fondling both of them at the same time. Kayne rests his head against mine, inhaling deeply like he’s memorizing my scent. “Everything is going to change tonight, kitten.” I look up into his majestic eyes. The brown lightning bolt more pronounced, ominous almost.
“You keep saying that, but what do you mean?”
“It means all will be revealed,” he sighs forlornly.
“What will be revealed?” I urge.
“You’ll see. Then it will all make sense.”
“Is something going to happen to us?” I ask warily.
“Maybe.”
“What?” I press, needing to know.
“I’m not sure. Possibly everything.”
“I’m scared,” I admit abruptly.
“Of what?”
“The unknown.”
Kayne runs his thumb across my cheek. It’s such a consoling caress.
“Do you trust me, Ellie?”
I pause, drinking in the earnest expression on his handsome face. Do I?
“Yes. I trust you,” I tell him truthfully. When did everything between us shift? I don’t really know. What I do know, and what I can say with certainty is, when I look at Kayne, there’s more than just lust or need or want in his eyes. There’s devotion and admiration.
“Good. Because I’ll never let anything bad happen to you. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again,” he says pained. “I don’t want to lose you, Ellie. Ever.”
