Page 68 of Finding Kyler
“Ky,” I breathe, nuzzling into his neck. “What are we doing?”
He slides me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist. “I don’t know, Faye, but if I don’t kiss you right now, I—”
I place my mouth gently against his, savoring the taste of his warm, soft lips. He curls his hand around the nape of my neck, pulling me closer. “Does it hurt?” I whisper, easing back for a second.
“There’s only one part of my anatomy hurting right now, and it’s not my mouth.”
His hardness presses against my ass, verifying his statement. “Wow. You’re such a romantic.”
He sniggers, sliding his hands in my hair as he draws my head closer. “Kiss me like your life depends on it.”
And I do.
Twisting in his lap, I push him flat on the bed as I straddle him. My lips feast on him, and I kiss a trail from his mouth to his chin, around his jaw, and back again. He moans loudly, sending a dart of pure liquid fire straight to my core. I writhe against him, rocking my hips into his, so turned on I think I might self-combust. His lips sweep over my neck as his hands reach under my shirt to cup my bare breasts. I grind into him, and he flips me over so I’m underneath him, pulling my shirt off. Lowering his mouth to my nipple, he grazes his teeth against the swollen tip, and my back arches off the bed. A needy whimper escapes my lips and I grab at his shirt, yanking it up and over his head. My nails dig into the flesh of his back as my legs wrap around his waist. He thrusts into me with a skillful roll of his hips, and even though we still have some clothes covering us, an abundance of tantalizing sensations threatens to send me over the edge.
My hand slips under the band of his jeans, and I wrap my fingers around him. Ky moans his approval as an unwelcome image assaults my mind. Addison’s fingers sliding into his jeans are imprinted on my brain, and I go rigid underneath him. He lifts up, surveying me with lust-clouded eyes. “What’s wrong?”
The only sound in the room is our joint rapid breathing. Both our chests are moving up and down as if in sync. Dark, smoldering eyes mirror how I feel on the inside.
“What abouther?”
“You want to talk about her right now?”
My inner demon urges me to forget Addison, but I can’t. Logic wins over lust. I won’t make the same mistake again. “Yeah, I do.” I remove my hand from his jeans. I need to know what he intends to do before we take this any further.
He lets out a frustrated sigh as he lifts off me. His eyes are heavy with desire as he sits on the edge of the bed. “Okay. What do you want to know?”
I’m not having this convo semi-naked, so I grab my top and shimmy it over my head. Kyler never takes his eyes off me. I wrap my arms across my chest, suddenly self-conscious. “What?”
“You have no idea how beautiful you are to me.”
Although his words thrill me, I’m not letting them distract me. “Thank you, but we’re not changing the subject. What are you doing with her Ky?”
He locks his hands behind his head, sighing again. “I’m going to level with you. I’ll tell you our history, and what I have planned, but you’re not going to like it.”
“I’d prefer honesty.” I pull my knees up under my chin as I peer at him.
He twists around to face me. “I thought I loved her.” A rancorous look contorts his face. “But I was a total idiot. I have it on good authority that she was cheating on me with several guys for at least the last four months of our relationship.” His lips pull together in a grim line. “I knew something was wrong. She was more distant, and her personality started to change. She wasn’t always a cheating ho-bag. She used to be so sweet.”
I guess I’ll have to take his word for it.
He sucks in his cheeks, and I wonder what recollections are replaying in his mind. A part of me is glad to hear this, because I’ve been wondering how Ky could date such a malicious bitch.
“I knew something was going on with her, at home, but she wouldn’t open up. I had a sneaking suspicion that she was going off with other guys, and I was getting ready to confront her when I received an anonymous email.” I lift my head up. “The email contained several different pictures of her and Brad, naked, and in the act.”
He grabs his head in his hands, and the urge to comfort him is undeniable. But I still don’t know everything. “That’s an awful way to have your suspicions confirmed. Did you ever discover who sent them to you?”
He shakes his head. “I never bothered trying. They did me a favor, whoever they were. Now do you understand why I can’t bear the thought of him kissing you? Him being anywhere near you?”
I nod. “But that still doesn’t explain what you are doing with Addison? Do you want to get back with her?”
He barks out a laugh. “As if! The last thing I want is that bitch anywhere near me.”
“Could’ve fooled me. You let her touch you. And you sneered at me, like you didn’t care that I was hurting.”
He takes my hands in his. “I’ve already explained and said I’m sorry about that. I had to play the part. She needs to think I’m into her again and that I’ve no interest in you. If she gets any hint of what’s between us, she will make it her mission to destroy you. That’s why I need to stay close to her.”
Oh, please. Pull the other one.
