Page 57 of Sweet Girl
“Why didn’t you tell me, Kylah?” I ask, pecking kisses along her neck, nuzzling behind her ear with my nose.
She turns her head toward me, breaking our connection. “I should have, Van. I’m sorry for making it so awkward. I just felt...stupid, I guess. I didn’t want to turn you off with my inexperience.”
Kylah draws her legs up in front her, folding them up like an accordion and wraps her arms around her knees, chin on top. My hands can’t help their automatic need to touch the smooth, satiny skin of her legs, as I reach over and glide them over her shins. The feel is exquisite and I go to a semi-hard state again.
Down boy. Ain’t gonna happen again tonight.
I slide my arm underneath her knees and scoop her up, placing her on my lap. She gives me a small snort of laughter, but burrows into my chest. She’s warm and soft, melding into my body. I touch the top of her head in small kiss.
“While I wish you would’ve been honest with me, I can understand your hesitation. And for the record, it wouldn’t have detracted from anything that I feel for you, Ky. Not one bit. I’m incredibly grateful that you thought highly enough of me to let me have this part of you. It was an experience I’ll never forget.”
She shifts on my lap, her ass moving across my groin, awakening my cock once again. I try my best to forget that she’s sitting on my dick, only in her panties and a T-shirt, and concentrate on her beautiful eyes that stare up at me through her dark lashes.
“You made it everything I ever wanted it to be. You are amazing.”
We cuddle for a few minutes, take a few sips of our Cokes, and discuss the upcoming New Years’ Eve party at her house. I don’t know how she wants to handle things with her brother, but I’m willing to take the fall and talk to him about us if she wants me to.
“About the party this weekend,” I begin to say, just as she interrupts with her own train of thought.
“We can’t tell Cade about us.”
I lift her chin so she’s looking directly into my eyes. “Why don’t you want him to know?”
Her shoulders sag, as if it’s a lost cause. “He won’t understand. He’ll tell me it’s just a rebound fling with you and he won’t like it.”
I capture her face between my palms. “I’m going to say this as many times as you need to hear it, Ky. You are not a rebound for me. I’ve been into you since the first time we met and my feelings have only grown stronger. And I don’t give a flying fuck about Cade’s opinion. He’s my friend and your brother, but it doesn’t matter what he thinks. It’s what you think that matters. How do you feel about me?”
A resigned sigh leaves her mouth but a smile replaces it. “Isn’t it obvious? I like you, a lot.”
“Good, because I feel the same about you. We’re attracted to each other. We have a solid friendship to back it up. I want you – you want me...I don’t see the problem. Let’s just keep going and see where this leads.”
There is a part of me that is worried what will happen when Cade finds out, but I’ll cross the bridge when I come to it. As for the rest, everything will work itself out. I still have another week with Kylah before she has to head back to California. It’s only four hours away, and while I absolutely hate the fact that I’m getting right back into a long-distance thing, I don’t want it to be the end of us. My attraction to her is too strong to let her go just because there’s a few hundred miles between us.
She snuggles comfortably on my lap, as I flip on the TV across from us. Letting all the other worries go for now, I concentrate on the silky glide of her hair as I run my fingers through her strands.
A bubble of contentment exists around us right now. I know it won’t always be like this, because I’ve learned that people change and make choices that hurt others.
But for now, this thing with Kylah is perfection.
