Kai returned and handed me a fluffy white towel as he rubbed another one on the back of his head. “Here you go.”
I stood there, the towel hanging in my hand, and closed my eyes.
I was the exact same person who acted flirty and hot and confident online. There was no reason I couldn’t bring that version of myself to the cabin and be like that with Kai.
And I wanted to be like that with him. Playful and cute enough to melt that earnest expression on his face. Confident enough to be myself, instead of seizing up.
Real.
I unbuttoned my trousers, then stepped out of them. I was wearing a pair of blue briefs with a white waistband, and the curly hairs on my thighs were matted wetly against my skin.
Kai stepped out of his pants, and we both started drying ourselves off. I let my eyes dance across his body. His black boxer briefs hugged his butt and clung to his thighs, which were meaty and really nice to look at. My desire flared as he dried himself, and my cock thickened in my briefs.
He was so damn hot, and his confidence all weekend only made him hotter to me.
With rain pattering against the windows, Kai took a step closer. His chest was bare, and the towel hung over his shoulder. From the corner of my eye, I saw his thick erection.
“Can I kiss you again, Izzy?”
I bit my lip and nodded softly. Kai stepped forward and took me by the hip. Unable to form words, I pushed through my nerves, grabbed his face, and kissed him.
His lips were soft, and his firm tongue pushed into my mouth, exploring.
We both pulled our lips back but kept our faces close. My brain wanted desperately to get in the way, but my body demanded I keep touching him. I dragged my hands down his sides, feeling the heat of his skin, still damp from the storm.
Kai kept his hands on my hips. “You’re a hot date.”
My breath caught. “Yeah,” I whispered, then squeezed his butt. “You’re a hot date, too, Kai.”
He spun me, then started walking us back toward the bed. “I’ve been thinking about this all weekend,” he said, then kissed my neck.
I twitched. It felt so good to be touched by him, I was short-circuiting already, and the affirmations that he liked me were just as powerful. “Hell yeah,” I answered and laughed as I fell to the bed.
I looked up at Kai. His brow was tight, almost furrowed, and hunger flashed through his gaze.
The way he wanted me was such a turn-on. His muscles tensed as his gaze burned across my body. He looked like he was going to jump on me, and my cock twitched when I realized how much I wanted him to.
I wasn’t used to feeling hot, at least not without a costume to hide in.
Kai pressed his palm to my cheek, then stroked his fingers down to my chin. My legs were spread, dangling to the ground, and he stepped between them. “What do you like?” he asked.
I swallowed, and my Adam’s apple bounced.
How was a person supposed to answer a question like that?
“What do I like?” I repeated softly.
Kai brushed his lips across mine, then pushed his hand into my hair. “I like kissing you,” he said. “For starts.”
Too shy to form words and answer his question, instead, I slammed my lips onto his, pulled my legs around his legs, and tugged us both to the bed. We laughed as we kissed and wrestled back and forth.
Kissing I could handle, especially if he kept telling me how much he liked it.
We explored each other. My fingers found the curve of his butt, and he dragged his hand up my spine and licked my neck. The sensation of his touch was extreme. My nerves came alive, tender and raw as Kai pressed close, riding me.
I rolled on top and found myself sitting on his thighs. Kai’s lips were puffy, and his hair was mussed, and he had a dazed, happy expression.
I grabbed the bottom of my T-shirt, summoned a little of my costumed personality, and arched my back as I tugged it off.
