Page 93 of More To Us

We hang out there for a couple hours, just talking and listening to music.

Around five, dark clouds roll in.

"We better head back," I tell her. "It's going to start pouring rain any minute now."

"Do you have to go home?"

"No. Why?"

"I just wondered if you want to come over and watch movies."

I like that she still wants me around after being with me all day. And all day yesterday. And most of last week. We've spent a lot of time together, which would normally make me crave some space, but I'm not feeling that way with Kira. I like being with her.

"What about your roommate?" I ask.

"She's over at Matt's place. He stayed over last night, and then this morning they took off for his place. She texted me and said she's staying there tonight."

So we have the apartment to ourselves all night? And she invited me over? I'm not going to read too much into that but it does make me wonder what's going to happen tonight.

"Then I guess her romantic dinner worked," I say.

"Yeah, I guess it did."

We go back to her apartment, and as soon as we're inside, the clouds burst open and rain pours from the sky, followed by lightning and thunder.

"Looks like we made it home just in time," she says, shivering as she stands by the window.

"Are you cold?" I ask, coming up behind her and putting my arms around her.

"I just got a chill from the air conditioning." She turns toward me. "I'm fine."

"You sure? Because I can warm you up if you need me to."

"And how would you do that?" She smiles.

Instead of answering, I kiss her as I slowly unbutton her shirt. When I get to the last button, she says, "Taking my clothes off will make me colder."

I slip her shirt off and kiss her shoulder, then her neck, and softly ask, "Are you cold?"

"No," she whispers, her head tipped back as her eyes close. "Actually, now I'm kind of hot."

"Then I guess you should take these off." I undo her shorts and let them fall to the ground as I kiss her. "Still hot?"

She nods, her chest rising and falling as she breathes.

I reach behind her and unhook her bra and slip it off. I don't know how far she wants to take this, but even if we don't have sex, seeing her naked is enough to make my night. She has the best freaking body. I know I've said it a thousand times this week, but damn, she's perfect. The perfect mix of hard and soft, muscle and curves, strength and beauty.

"You're beautiful," I whisper, dragging my lips down her neck. I drop to my knees and suck her nipple into my mouth, my hands on her hips, holding her in place.

"Austin," she moans. She grabs a chunk of my hair and holds on.

She's panting, barely able to catch her breath, and then she gasps as my hand slips under her pink lace panties.

"Let's go," she whispers.

"Go where?"

"To the bedroom."

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