Page 10 of Naughty All the Way

He obeys, doing a one-eighty, then pins me with a stare as he comes back around. He’s utterly at ease with himself, and it’s the biggest turn-on of all. So different from my insecure ex. “Still like what you see?”

My answer is instant. “Absolutely.”

6

GABRIEL

This is, without question, the best night of my life.

Something about Kayla is bringing out every bit of me, as though she’s ready to take whatever I want to give her and then some. There’s no pretense, only straightforward interest, and it’s got me primed to do anything she wants—including standing in this ridiculous get-up in front of her.

Butlookat her. I’ve literally only seen her upper half and it’s covered by a sweatshirt, but my god. Dark red hair cascades around her, and she’s all curves and softness and mystery. I don’t know why she was up here all night, but I swear I’m half in love with her.

“If I do this, if I dance for you, you have to promise to forget it ever happened as soon as I’m done,” I warn.

She holds a hand over her heart. “Promise.” She’s shifted to sitting cross-legged in the bed, and I’m fairly certain she’s wearing nothing but panties. The sweatshirt she’s got on has done exactly nothing to hide the generous curves beneath, and I’d give anything to take them for a ride and feel the silky skin under my palm.

“Can’t believe I’m doing this,” I mutter, leaning over to pull my phone out of the duffel I’d brought in here. As I straighten, I realize the fucking hat is still on my head. I snatch it off.

She follows the Santa hat to the floor, then swings that beautiful aqua blue gaze back to me. “Did you have something against the Santa hat?”

I don’t answer. Because ofcourseI have something against the Santa hat.

Eyes shimmering, Kayla prompts, “So, are you dancing for me?”

I press Play on a list on my phone, and instantly her face breaks into a smile.

“I’m sorry,” she laughs. “Are you playingJingle Bells?”

I start wiggling my hips. This woman undoes me, twisting me into beast mode and funny mode and back again in a matter of moments. I’m spinning, and I’m taking her with me. “Comedy is the way to go, Kayla, I promise.”

She laughs even harder, red hair spilling over her shoulders. “How about we change the words? Instead ofjingle all the way, we go withnaughty all the way.”

I swivel my hips, hoping it doesn’t look nearly as horrifying as it surely did downstairs. “I like the way you think.”

“You know what else I think?” She grins saucily and slides her hand beneath the pillow and produces her phone. “I think I need to record this.”

“Oh no you don’t,” I say, lunging for the cell and losing my balance. I fall right on top of her, and immediately forget all about the dance and the music as I come face to face with her, our lips inches apart.

“This worked out better than I expected,” Kayla says.

She’s even more stunning up close. Her blue eyes are ringed with navy and shot through with specks of yellow, and the lightest of freckles are scattered across her nose and cheeks. The confident set of her lips and the amusement in her expression tells me she’s more than happy to take the kiss I’d like to give her.

“Yeah?” I whisper, leaning even closer.

She threads a hand through my hair and then cups my cheek. “How old are you?”

I squint at her. “That’sthe question you want to ask right now?”

She hums, her eyes searching mine. “I have others. But answer this one anyway.”

“Twenty-five.”

She groans and squeezes her eyes shut.

“Is that the wrong answer, Kayla?” I ask as my cock springs to life. Brushing a strand of hair off her forehead, I continue. “Because I’m trying hard to see why it matters. There’s a snowstorm outside, and we’re stuck inside. Together. All. Night. Long.” I lean closer, inhaling her deliciously spicy scent. It’s warm, but there’s a bite to it. I suspect that’s precisely how Kayla is, too. I put my lips next to her ear and say softly, “Besides. What happens if the power goes out? We need to remain warm, right?” I kiss the shell of her ear, then the delicate skin right beneath the lobe.

She shivers beneath me. “Body heat, right?”

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