Page 66 of Heat It Up (Off the Ice)
“Are your clothes still on?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Remove your tank top and bra for me.” His voice is low, preventing his roommate from overhearing him. At least I hope Nik can’t hear him.
“Only if you remove your t-shirt.” The squeak has changed into something sounding a little more seductive. I can do this…I think.
I place the phone on the bed and remove my top and bra. “Okay.” Now what?
I pick up the phone and Kyle talks me through how he would touch me if we were together. I do the same to him as my fingertips lightly trace down my neck and my chest. They tease my breasts and my nipples. They continue south and explore every surface, every swell, every dip of my body. His deep voice guides me closer to the edge. It’s his words and voice that do this to me.
“Oh, God, Kyle,” I groan, straining to keep my voice down. From somewhere next to my hip, Kyle’s cry of ecstasy meets my own.
Once the post-bliss aftershocks fade away, I lie still for a few moments, dazed and completely spent. It’s not until Kyle says my name that I realize I dropped the phone at some point during my orgasm.
I scramble to pick it up. “Hello?”
“I thought I’d lost you for a second.”
A languid smile stretches on my face. “No, I’m good…And thank you. I needed that.” And not just for the orgasm, which was pretty damn good. Thanks to what we did, I can add another notch in the confidence belt.
“I can’t wait to do that to you in person next time.”
“Me neither. I’ll see you Monday.” My voice sounds drowsy and I fight to keep my eyes open.
“You know if you cancel on Joni, you can see me tomorrow.”
I give up on the battle to keep my eyes open. “Goodnight, Kyle,” I murmur and turn off the phone.
I’m tired, but not tired enough to miss the void in me at the absence of Kyle’s arms holding me close as I fall asleep.
Nor am I too tired to notice the longing in me. The longing to find myself in his arms come morning.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Sofia
The following weekend, Kyle and I wait by his car for Muumu to join us. It’s early Saturday morning and we have a four-hour drive to Joensuu, located east of the Russian border.
“Are you sure ’bout this?” he asks
“Positive,” I say. “Joni told them you were coming and they’re fine with it.” Muumu and Joni’s grandmother, Aino, decided it wouldn’t hurt to have him come along. He would be a great addition to our mushroom picking expedition.
I wrap my arms around his waist. “Is your leg gonna be okay?” That’s the only thing I’m worried about. We’ll be doing a lot of crouching and standing. As it is, it will be tough for Muumu and Aino. That’s part reason they agreed to have Kyle join us. They have no idea about his injury.
He kisses me briefly on the lips. “Don’t worry. It’ll be fine.”
Muumu and Aino come down a few minutes later with Joni. He’s carrying his grandmother’s overnight bag. Mine and Muumu’s are in the trunk of Kyle’s car, along with the camping gear. Muumu and Aino are staying with Joni’s great aunt. Joni, Kyle, and I are camping in the backyard.
Joni gives Kyle last minute directions, in case we get separated on the way. I catch Joni scowling at Kyle as my friend climbs into the driver seat of the rental vehicle. Muumu and Aino might be fine with the extra body to help out, but Joni clearly would’ve preferred if they had said no.
“True or false,” I say as Kyle and I drive along the highway. “Your high school sweetheart was a fairy.”
Kyle’s mouth curls up to one side. We’ve long since tired of the boring first-date questions, and have progressed to the more bizarre ones. “I can’t tell you. It’s a secret.”
“That means you have to take a dare.”
“A dare it is then.”
