“Come with me,” Kayden urged.
I pumped my hips one more time, and then I unleashed, my body jerking hard with the force of my orgasm. Kayden called out my name, lashing my skin with his cum, both of us a sweaty, sticky mess.
I collapsed on top of him, panting, too blissed out to move.
“This is a much better way to get your hips flexors ready for the game,” Kayden teased.
“Mmm,” I whispered against his shoulder, then gently nipped the skin and licked it. “I think you’re on to something there.”
One of his hands slid up my back, then up higher to my shoulder, my neck. I tensed, so unused to being touched like that. Kayden’s hands were gentle now, slow, and easy. Itrembled a few times, then I figured it was just aftershocks. But when he traced one of the tattoos on my right arm, the trembling intensified.
Suddenly, he stopped.
“Shit, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I replied, my head still tucked under his chin. “I’m still not used to being touched like that.”
“Does this skull and snake represent someone?”
I moved my head, looking into his eyes.
“I…I don’t want to talk about. Not today. But, someday, alright?”
He nodded and then slid his hand back around to grip my neck, bringing me in for a long, deep kiss. It didn’t matter if it was fast and dirty, or slow and sweet, kissing Kayden was so freaking incredible. Fuck, I could lie here all day and make out with him.
“See,” I finally said when we came up for air. “You freaked out for nothing.”
“What?”
“Your call with Dane.”
“You heard?”
“You’re not exactly quiet, Kay.”
His face turned pink, his freckles darkening, and I did the unthinkable. I kissed him. No, not his mouth. His cheek.
I leaned back and Kay stared at me, mouth open, eyes wide.
“What?” I bit out.
“Nothing.” Kayden shook his head and hugged me tighter. So tight I was surprised I could draw breath.
But our cum was drying, and it was starting to get itchy.
“Shower, breakfast, rink,” I declared as I reluctantly pulled away.
Kayden stared up at me, his hands wandering up my stomach, higher, until he reached my nipples. When he ran thepads of his fingers over them, I jolted. Who knew that would turn me on?
“Good?” he whispered as he licked his lips.
“Very. But we don’t have time to explore that now.”
“Later?”
I nodded.
Then I took hold of his hands and pulled them away from my chest. He interlocked our fingers tightly, and suddenly, my mouth was dry, my heart knocking hard against my ribs. Holding his hands make me nervous as hell. Kayden tugged, and I leaned forward, taking his lips again. Harder this time, kissing him soundly, my tongue snaking around his. We didn’t let go of each other. Not until our phones started chiming.