I reach down to cup the doorknob. I give it a little twist.
The door creaks open.
He groans, blushing from his failed attempt. “Well, that was a total fail.”
I lean into his face, my nose grazing his. “A-plus for effort.”
He chuckles, meeting my lips for another kiss. His stubble is a teasing scratch against my face, inviting a trail of goose bumps across my arms.
My legs are still wrapped around him when he kicks the door closed behind him. He carries me to his bed, laying me down softly. I’ve never known of such gentleness, and for that reason alone, I feel even more turned on than ever. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips as he climbs over me, one leg wedged between both of mine.
I want to touch him so fucking bad. My hands go everywhere—brushing against the long curve of his shoulders, fingers dancing at the back of his neck, tugging on his messy, sweat-coated, dark hair. Kayden’s hands do the same, skimming under my black tank top and slowly slipping the material up over my toned stomach until it shows a hint of my bra. He grins at my half-clothed state of disarray, pressing a tender kiss on my belly.
I don’t let him linger for too long, flipping us over so I’m on top this time, my legs straddling his hips. Slowly, I peel off my shirt and unclasp my bra, my eyes never once straying from his. He watches me, in awe at my naked form.
Then he closes his eyes and breathes in once, twice, like I’m some miracle he thought he was never going to have.
When Kayden finally opens his eyes again, he cups the back of my head and pulls me down to his face, claiming my lips with a soft kiss before moving down to latch onto my neck, worshiping the skin there. His hands travel to thighs, the lightest of touches threatening to skyrocket me off his lap. I let out a whimper as they slowly make their way up my body, reaching over to cup my breasts. His fingers graze my nipples lightly, building delicate pressure over them as he rolls the hard peaks between his fingers. The sensation makes my eyes flutter open and closed, and my breathing growing increasingly uneven.
I arch my body against Kayden’s restlessly when he replaces his fingers with his mouth. When he sweeps his tongue, hot and wet, over the first nipple, I could just die then and there. Every swirl of his tongue sends an explosion of pleasure shooting across the spectrum of my body. Holy shit, if this isn’t the most exquisite form of torture, I don’t know what is. When Kayden lets his teeth graze over the other sensitive bud, another breathy moan leaves me and he groans in response, the sound escaping me completely undoing him. It’s enough for him to flip us around, push me down on the bed and climb over me again.
“You have no idea what I want to do to you right now.”
His voice is rough and needy, full of arousal.
Desire explodes in my stomach as those words hit me. I level my gaze with his. Challenging him.
“Show me.”
A tortured groan. “Best damn words I’ve heard all day.”
The wicked gleam that enters his eyes tells me that I’m going to like what’s going to happen next. He slides farther down the bed, helping me wiggle out of my leggings and underwear. When I’m completely naked before him, he sucks in a tortured breath.
“You’re so beautiful,” Kayden whispers. “This beats all the fantasies I’ve ever had about you, you know.”
My cheeks turn crimson.
“Do you know how many cold showers I’ve had to take to get you out of my mind? More times than I can count on one hand,” he murmurs. “But I can’t forget you, Lucky. Never.
You’ve sewn yourself into my brain. Embedded yourself in my heart. I’m a goner. A fucking goner.”
I close my eyes because I want to replay those words over and over again.
When I open them again, I see Kayden smiling down at me and I return the expression, red tinting my cheeks.
I help him out of his clothes, unbuttoning his jeans and tugging up his shirt, then toss the fabric aside to the tangled heap of clothing by the edge of the bed. I gasp when he’s completely naked before me. He runs a thumb over his lip when he looks down at me. He looks so sinfully indulgent like this. That incredibly chiseled, rock hard abdomen that I’ve spent all our training sessions trying not to ogle, except now I can. Shamelessly. Even better, I allow myself to travel my excited gaze down to his navel, skimming along the hard V line of his thighs, then trailing the light sprinkling of dark hair leading down to his—
My pulse explodes into a gallop.
Holy fucking hell.
I was way off about the Kayden junior thing.
I’ve never been more wrong about something in my entire life.
“Damn,” I whistle lowly. “You really weren’t lying.”
Kayden replies with a shy but hearty smile. Damn, even when he’s trying not to be cocky, he’s cute.