Page 21 of Love's Instant Replay
Light conversation and laughter are floating around the yard as the couples sit beside their respective partners on loungers fit for two around the firepit. This afternoon's humid air has become a cool breeze, making the fire the perfect backdrop. Thankfully, when Stefan suggested this setup, he also provided blankets for each couple. Kyelle is snuggling against my side as my hand unconsciously runs up and down her arm.
“Are you still cold?” I ask lowly so only Kyelle can hear.
“I’m fine.”
When Kyelle’s dark eyes stare into mine, my world shifts, and warmth flows through me like a spring. The conversations and people around me fade, as I only see Kyelle.
“With all that this evening was, would you hang with my teammates again like this?”
Kyelle chuckles before glancing around the area, yet my gaze doesn’t shift from her. “I mean, this is my first time attending something like this. Everybody for the most part has been welcoming and accommodating.”
“Yeah. They’re a great group of guys despite their childish behavior on occasion.”
Kyelle laughs, a soft, easy sound that makes me relax deeper into the lounger once she returns to my side.
“Yeah, it’s been informative watching you with your guys. You all act like you’re still in high school.”
Deep and stomach rumbling laughter escapes my mouth, and Rickey’s voice penetrates my ears before I can reply.
“Man, I have never heard this man do so much keekeeing. Maybe ole Kyelle is gonna be good for his sappy soul.”
My thumb strokes small circles up and down Kyelle’s arm as my eyes communicate what my lips verbalize. “Let them talk. For you, I’ll proudly wear whatever moniker they assign to me.”
Kyelle smiles proudly and leans into me even more as her temple rests against my shoulder, causing me to internally boast. Feeling heat on my face, I look to see several of the guys watching us before giving me quick nods, approval shining in their eyes. Raising my chin once, I quickly return my focus to Kyelle.
“Despite all the jokes and engagement, this moment is the best part of the night,” I whisper for Kyelle’s ears.
“For me too. Even with the behavior of adult men, my favorite part of the night was when your pillowy soft lips touched mine. For a man of your size and stature, I didn’t expect your lips to be that soft.” My dick twitches and my hand stills upon hearing the sultry seduction in Kyelle’s words.
Looking down at Kyelle, I lower my head with my eyes locked on hers. The flames from the fire paint Kyelle’s face in gold causing my breath to hitch slightly. For a minute, neither of us moves as the background fades into a blur. I can only see Kyelle, and the steady look in her eyes and the way her mouth curves, like she knows what I want, has me moving until our lips connect again. A low moan escapes Kyelle’s mouth, hardening my dick.
“Mm.”
The kiss is unhurried and cautious, but it’s the kind of kiss that has me forgetting my teammates or their significant others gather around the pit. The various cracking of jokes, the music playing in the background, none of it matters as Kyelle’s hand slides to my chest. She grips my shirt as I pull her closer while allowing my tongue to enter our oral dance. For countless minutes, I savor the residue of strawberry lemonade on Kyelle’s tongue, and my chest leaps. Too soon for my liking, Kyelle disconnects our lips while blinking excessively like she’sawakening from a dream. The laughter, the firelight, and the drifting scent of barbecue rush back to my psyche as Kyelle speaks.
“You know they’re all staring.” Her lips brush against mine as I work to regulate the rapid beating in my chest.
“Let them.” My eyes stare into hers, and nothing else matters but the swell in Kyelle’s lips has an urge to reconnect our lips forming rapidly.
“I can’t believe we kissed with everyone surrounding us. I bet they think?—”
“I don’t give a fuck what they think. I’ll knock every one of their asses out if they say anything remotely offensive about you.”
Kyelle and I are on the phone after leaving Stefan’s house, and I’m already missing her presence. It took everything in me not to ask her to come spend the night with me just so I could feel her against me again.
“Ooh, I’d love to see you go all caveman over me,” Kyelle teases, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Let me find out you like aggressive men,” I taunt.
“Not really. I love a man who doesn’t play about me. One who has no problem with showing versus telling. One who has a thick beard, strong arms, tattoos that play peak-a-boo on his biceps, one who?—”
“I'm about to send you my address so you can meet the one you’re referring to at his crib. Talk dirty to me, Ms. Ky.”
Laughter echoes around my vehicle's interior, causing a smirk to upturn my lips as I continue driving toward my house.
“That’s funny to you.”
“Yes. That was nowhere near dirty talk, Kaeden.”
