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Ihad approximately fifteen minutes before Kaia got home, and I was almost ready. I'd racked my brain all day to devise the perfect date idea, only to realize Kaia was a homebody. She loved to get comfortable and relax. So, I decided to create the perfect date inside the privacy of our own home.

Cam and Kaia had already made plans for the day, and thankfully, Cam was now team Jaxtyn. Given the Cam and Trystan drama, I thought she would give me a harder time, but she didn't. She'd texted me throughout the day, giving me an update so I could have everything perfect by the time Kaia got home.

I'd ordered all of her favorite foods and found a list of different genres of movies to choose from. I didn't know if tonight would be my last night with her, but if it was, I was going out with a bang.

I finished the last-minute final touches by setting out the food across the kitchen island, lighting candles throughout the house, and adding pillows and blankets to the couch for the movie before quickly changing out of my jeans and into a pair of grey joggers and a t-shirt.

I was just rounding the corner out of the bedroom when Kaia pushed through the front door. Frozen, her lips parted, her gaze scanned the room, taking everything in.

"What is all this?"

"Our date." I started to get nervous as I second-guessed my decision to stay in tonight. "Do you like it?"

"It's literally my idea of a perfect date." She smiled, her tone filled with excitement, and I blew out a heavy sigh of relief.

"Why don't you change into something more comfortable, and I'll pour us a drink." I walked towards the refrigerator. "Do you want wine, beer, a mixed drink?"

"Actually, I think I'll just have something with some caffeine."

"Oh," my brows pinched, "are you tired?"

"A little," she said. "Nothing a little caffeine won't fix."

"We have Dr. Pepper or Coke."

"Coke, please," she called out, disappearing into our bedroom.

Jerking open the fridge, I scanned over all the drinks, trying to decide whether I wanted a beer or a Coke. The door to the bedroom opened, pulling my attention away.

I froze; my heart rate spiked, and it was suddenly hard to breathe. Kaia stepped out of the bedroom in nothing but my t-shirt. Staring up at me through hooded eyes, she shyly tugged at the hem of my shirt. Heat pulled at my groin as my lips curled into a smirk. Even with her hair tied up in her messy bun and nothing but a t-shirt on, she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen.

Releasing the refrigerator door, I gravitated toward her before realizing what I was doing. My hands ached with the need to touch her soft skin, and my mouth watered with the need to taste her again as my gaze raked up her bare, tanned, and toned legs to the thin white t-shirt that didn't leave much to theimagination, up to her soft blue eyes that said she had a different plan for tonight.

I wasn't hungry anymore. I didn't care about drinks. I wanted her.

I jerked my shirt off, and without stopping, I worked my pants down, tripping over them as I tried to step out of them, stumbling forward. If she was going to be half naked, so was I.

I reached out, gripping her hips and pulling her into me. "What are you doing, Kai?" My voice was a low, raspy whisper. Her hands curled around my biceps as her cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink. "Tell me what you want, baby."

"I want," she started, hesitating briefly as her tongue swept out, wetting her dry lips, "you to tell me what you want to do tonight."

"You want me to tell you all the disgustingly dirty things I want to do to you tonight?" I whispered against her lips. She nodded. My girl loved it when I talked dirty to her. "First, I'm going to carry you to our bed." Wrapping my arms around her waist, I jerked her up, and she locked her legs around my waist. Strolling into our room, I stopped at the foot of the bed. "Then I'm going to lay you on our bed, strip you naked, and admire what's mine before I taste every inch of you." Setting her at the edge of the bed where her feet were hanging over the side, I grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly pulled it over her head, discarding it to the floor. I groaned, and my cock swelled as my gaze trailed over her naked body; she wasn't wearing anything under the shirt. Jerking down my boxer briefs, my cock sprang free. It was only fair that we were both naked.

Sucking in a ragged breath, my gaze lowered to her bare tits trailing over every curve and storing it in my memory in case I never saw her naked body again. Her nipples were tight, little peaks a few shades darker than her tanned skin. My eyeswandered down over her tight and toned stomach to the curve of her small waist and then lower to her bare pussy.

"Lay down." She did as she was told, falling back on the bed, pulling her knees up, and clenching them tightly together. My hands slid between her knees. "Spread wide for me, baby. I want to see everything that's mine." Her wide eyes locked on me; I easily pushed apart her thighs, spreading her wide. My gaze raked over her pussy, glistening with wetness. "My girl is already ready for me." She soaking wet, begging for me to slide inside her, but I wasn't ready yet.

My large hand wrapped around the base of my throbbing cock as I studied her body, trying not to think about the fact that this could be my last time with her and instead savor every moment, every memory, every taste, and erotic sound she makes.

"And when do we get to the tasting part?" She chuckled.

"Don't rush me, woman." I smirked, a playfulness in my tone. Releasing my cock, I lifted my knee onto the bed before climbing over her. I brushed my lips across her bare stomach. "I have all night and intend to take my time."

"Maybe I should have eaten first." I nipped at her nipple, and she squealed as she wiggled underneath me. "I just wanted a..." She trailed off.

"Wanted what, baby?" I dropped my mouth to her throat, kissing and nipping at her neck. "What did you need?"

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