Page 54 of Dream a Little Dream

It did actually, but I saw the flash of vulnerability of her face.

“I don’t want to screw this up,” Kyle said, “but I also realize I’m coming back from an experience that changed me.”

I reached out and cradled her cheek, remembering all she’d told me. We were certainly a pair. “Then maybe we find a way to help each other be a little less scared.”

She nodded and kissed the inside of my palm, causing a quiet rush of energy.

“Kyle,” I whispered.

“Yes?”

“I think you should take me inside.”

She smiled and I melted. “Follow me.”

The wind was in full force, more noticeable off the water than in town. As we walked to the front door of the house, it whipped our hair around and riled up the waves as they crested to the shore not far away. It had only just started to rain when we pulled up, but the wind carried the drops sideways, pelting us as we laughed and scurried beneath the porch covering. “Get in here!” Kyle yelled.

“Where did this come from?” I shrieked, laughing, and joining her. She found her key, and moments later we were safe inside the house, the calm, quiet room a noticeable contrast.

“I could ask that same question about you.” She could have taken that moment to give me the grand tour, offer me a beverage or a chance to tame my hair in the bathroom. Instead, she took my wrist and pulled me in until our bodies pressed together. The rain picked up, underscoring the rapid beating of my heart. A lamp glowed across the room, but the house remained mostly in shadow, creating the perfect romantic backdrop to what I knew we were about to do to each other. Ipulled her face down, capturing her lips with mine. We tried to go slow, keep our pace measured, our hands still and chaste. It didn’t last. Like a wildfire in a dry forest, the heat licked its way down my body, wrapping around us in a blaze.

“Yes?” she asked, kissing the underside of my jaw.

“God, yes,” I said.

She took my hand and led me to the couch, where I slipped onto her lap, my knees on either side of her body. I loved the slight height advantage. “I could get used to this.”

“Do.” Kyle slid a strand of hair behind my ear. One side of her face was illuminated, the other side in mysterious shadow. I loved the lighting. I loved the warmth of our bodies pressed together. With one finger, she pulled my collar to the side and placed a kiss on the top of my chest. The rain picked up, and the sound of it pelting the roof both soothed and turned me on. She kissed the column of my neck, in no hurry at all, as my hips began to rock against her, slow and hypnotic. I was lost in the feel of Kyle beneath me, the ache between my legs growing stronger with each moment that passed. “I want you stretched out in my bed.” A kiss to the underside of my jaw.

I could definitely get behind that suggestion. I smiled. “Where’s your room?” I stood and allowed myself to be led to a room off the living area just as a loud clap of thunder hit, killing the small amount of illumination that lit our path.

“I think we just lost power.”

I paused. “What do we do?” My brain flashed to flashlights or those little battery-powered lanterns. Candles were nice, but then you needed matches.

“This,” Kyle said, cradling my face and kissing me tenderly.

As she laid me on her bed, my eyes adjusted to the room. Small, but with tall ceilings. The frequent lightning on the beach did a surprisingly nice job of illuminating our space in intermittent flashes that I found sexy as hell.

“Come here,” I said, holding out my hand to her.

She easily slid on top of me, and the weight of her body was heaven on Earth. I lived in that wonder for an extended moment before giving the hem of her shirt a tug. She took the cue, sitting up and slowly pulling the shirt over her head as a clap of thunder shook the walls.

Fucking apropos.

Kyle wore what looked to be a low-cut black bra that you’d neverimagine beneath your doctor’s lab coat. “This too,” I said, indicating the bra, eager to see her.

She nodded, eyes hooded, unclasped the hook from behind, and tossed the bra onto the floor.

Now the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen was sitting on my stomach topless and ready to be touched. I sat up, hungry to kiss the full breasts I’d been thinking about for well over a year now. I caught a nipple in my mouth and tugged softly until it went hard, reveling in the murmur of appreciation from Kyle. I was immediately wet. As I moved to the other breast, she tossed her head back, and her hair tickled the arm I’d wrapped around her waist. “Why are you still wearing clothes?” I began to unbutton her pants. I wanted my hand between her legs, moving through folds, taking her to heights of pleasure until she broke.

“Why are you?” she asked, lifting her head back up. “Let’s both get naked.”

I’d forgotten how much fun she could be in the bedroom, all confident and present in addition to ridiculously sexy.

To oblige me, she stood next to the bed, slowly pulled her jeans down to her ankles, and stepped out. Before she could do the same with her underwear, I slid my hand down the front and watched as she closed her eyes and bit her lip. She was wet, more than I’d even been expecting. I stroked long and slow, pulling a quiet whimper from her lips. I slid the bikinis down her legs and eased back onto the bed where she watched me finish undressing.

“I’ve missed this view,” she said, her blue eyes darker than normal with desire. She pushed herself up onto her knees, cradled my face, and kissed me good and long. I joined her on my knees on the bed and ran my hands down her bare sides, tracing the outline of her breasts as the rain pelted the windows.

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