Page 58 of The Rebound
I bring my lips to hers. “So are you.”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, we kiss like teenagers until I can’t take it anymore. I lie back and move her on top of me, gripping her hips while we kiss. She moves over me, slowly rubbing her sexy curves over my body.
“Can I take this off?” I gesture to her top, and she nods.
“And these?” I rub my hands along her jean-clad thighs.
She hesitates, but then nods again. My heart takes off in a gallop.
I work on stripping her, kissing each new inch of skin I expose. Her soft, breathy sighs are the sweetest sound.
Her eyes meet mine. “I can’t, um ...”
“Have sex?” I fill in the blank rather bluntly, and her lips tip up in a smile.
“Not yet. Not for another few weeks.”
That sucks.My body feels like it’s going to explode, but I’ve waited this long. What’s a few more weeks? I’d wait forever for Kinley if I had to.
“It’s okay,” I say. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be insensitive ...”
The rest of that sentence dies on my lips because Kinley is unbuttoning my jeans and pushing her hand inside. I follow her lead, bringing my hand between her thighs and caressing her softly as she moans against my lips.
My body is primed for release, but I ignore the screaming protest of my muscles, the ache in my rigid cock. Tonight is about showing her how much I desire her. How much I appreciate her. How beautiful she is. How desperate she makes me. I need her to come more than I need to breathe.
A few minutes later, she comes apart, gasping and shaking beneath me. I follow her over the edge.
Afterward, we lie together panting, and it’s the happiest I’ve been in a long time.
19
SAINT
They say time flies when you’re having fun, but I never gave that saying much thought until recently. I swear, it feels like I blinked for two damn seconds, and before I knew it, two months had flown by.
Don’t get me wrong—I was present for every moment of it, long days and even longer nights. Caleb is one hell of a taskmaster for someone who can’t even speak yet. When we’re not running around at his beck and call, we’re barely conscious. The dude sets a rigid schedule.
Sometimes, when Kinley’s had an extra-long day, she’ll snore right through the crackling noise of the baby monitor. In those moments, I don’t mind pulling a little extra weight. It’s easy to cover for your fellow coworker when you’re in love with her.
Speaking of love, uh, holy shit.
Kinley is unlike any other woman I’ve ever been with. She’s kind and compassionate, somehow managing to call me on my shit while making me laugh the whole while. To think there was a time in my life when I didn’t know her ... A painful ache seizes my chest. That guy was a little lost, a little out of control. Part of me wonders what would have become of him.
But the other part? Well, I don’t like to think about that. I prefer to focus on this new life we’re creating together.
While we’re in talks about moving in together, having separate places does have its perks. Tonight, for instance, will be our first date night out of the complex in months. With Reeves watching the little guy, we’ll have time to chill at my place after dinner.
Time I plan to spend worshipping every inch of Kinley’s body—if she’ll have me.
“If he won’t take the bottle, just give me a call and we’ll come back,” Kinley says as she passes the baby off to Reeves.
He gives us a classically stern look as if to say,I’ve got this, okay?
Kinley raises her hands in defeat and tosses her hair over her shoulder. She looks stunning, by the way, in a little black dress that accentuates all her curves like it was tailored specifically for her body.
Fuck, Reeves is right here. I’ve gotta stop staring at her ass.
“You two deserve a break,” Reeves tells her, and I shoot him a grateful glance. “I can stay the night if that would help.”
