Chapter 17 #2
“Thank goodness,” she whispered, lifting one hand to trail it over my cheek as she peered lovingly up at me. “Because I’m basically head over heels for you.”
She’d been showing that with her actions and her body for the past week, but hearing the words come from her lips slayed me, momentarily took my ability to speak.
I kissed her instead, putting my whole heart into it.
Anna
I must’ve kissed Kemp a thousand times in the past week, and every time was magical.
More than half made my toes curl. But this one?
After hearing him tell me he’s hopelessly, recklessly in love with me?
I felt like I was floating with no tether, euphoria turning everything into shimmering, sparkling stars of the most vibrant colors.
I wanted to sink into him and never come out of this feeling.
Pulling away from me enough to speak, Kemp said, “I believe you said something about showing me what you’re wearing underneath that hot little dress?”
I grinned as heat shot to my core. The lingerie I’d bought was out of character for me, bolder than what I usually wore, but I’d never had a reason before. Never had the love of my life begging me to get naked with him.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t taunt him a little. I feigned seriousness and said, “I don’t know. You’re exhausted. I don’t want to be the reason you can’t function tomorrow.”
He growled low in his throat, “Trust me when I say I’ll function much better tomorrow if I can spend some quality time inside you tonight.”
My body responded to his words, and I couldn’t pull off another minute of playing hard to get.
I pressed my body into his, loving the hardness of him from his chest to his dick.
“Tell you what. You check on Oliver, then go to our room and make yourself comfortable. I’ll let the dogs in, and then, if you’re a good boy… ” I raised my brows suggestively.
“Don’t have to tell me twice.” He pressed one more quick kiss to my lips, then wasted no time heading toward the nursery.
I went to the back door and called the dogs. They came running. I rewarded them with vigorous rubdowns of their heads and necks. They trundled into the kitchen, and as I turned out the lights throughout the house, their water slurping was audible.
When I went into our bedroom and closed the door, I found Kemp sitting on the side of the bed, bare as the day he was born, lighting a candle on the nightstand. His erection was impossible to miss, and the sight of it made my body throb with need.
“Hey, good-lookin’,” I said with a flirtatious half smile.
He shifted to stretch out lengthwise, his back against the headboard, his hands laced together behind his head.
I flipped the overhead light off and raked my gaze over every inch of him, from his thickly muscled thighs to his impressive cock to his chiseled abs and his sculpted chest then up to his beautiful, knowing eyes.
“You like what you see?” he asked, a smug grin crawling across his lips.
“You know I do.”
“Why don’t you come over here and take a ride?”
My insides clenched with need, but instead of going straight to the bed, I walked slowly to the foot of it. “The baby’s asleep?”
“Yep.”
I took my heels off one at a time and tossed them aside.
Pausing, I glanced at Kemp and found every ounce of his attention on me, anticipation and longing discernible in his eyes.
I’d never felt more confident and desirable.
We might’ve only been a true couple for a short time, but he’d made sure I understood in my soul that he loved everything about my body.
“Need help?” he asked eagerly.
“Nope,” I said lightly. “I need you to stay right there and let me have my way with you.”
A low, sexy laugh rumbled out of him. “That sounds like a hell of a deal for me.”
That’s what I was going for. He pushed himself hard in everything. I wanted tonight to be effortless. I wanted him to feel cherished the way he made me feel every single time we were together.
I slowly but easily peeled my dress up over my head and dropped it to the floor, leaving me in the black lace apron set I’d bought at Lake Girl.
It was mostly sheer, with the top open-backed piece tying at my waist revealing the matching thong beneath.
It was sexier than anything I’d ever owned.
I might’ve hesitated for a moment at the store, but now, witnessing the look on Kemp’s face as he saw me in it, I applauded myself for stepping outside my usual choices.
“Jesus,” he said on an exhale, his gaze locked on me.
My body was on fire for him, his open adoration in the flickering candlelight fueling the hollow ache deep in my core. I stepped to the bed, trying to slow my pace and build his anticipation.
“Are you trying to kill me?” he asked, his voice gravelly.
My response was a smile as I put one knee on the mattress then swung the other across him in a straddle across his solid thighs. Almost before I settled, his palms were on my butt, kneading as he groaned.