19. Kris
19
KRIS
The light filters in from the open windows of the cabin, not even the crook of my elbow, which is hanging over my eyes, blocks it out fully. I groan, twisting slightly against the uncomfortable couch I slept on.
A hand tightens around my bicep and I freeze. My arm lifts slightly, eyes pop open, only to slam shut again from the intensity of the sun before I blink slightly, adjusting.
Kameron is laying across me, her head resting on the center of my stomach with her face tilted up to me. Her features are soft, with a small pooch to her lips. Damn, she’s so breathtakingly beautiful.
The blanket pulled over the two of us has fallen off her shoulder slightly, and my eyes widen at the sight.
Shit.
The memories of last night filter through my brain like a home video. The look on her face when the thunder boomed and the lightning lit up the sky. She was terrified, and the only thing I could think of to lessen her fears was to kiss her.
I mean really, Kris? Kissing her was the only thing you could think of to calm her nerves? Clearly, I’m amazing at solving issues.
But I don’t regret the kiss.
It was an easy way to get my lips on her.
Great, now I sound like I took advantage of her in the terrified state she was in when she walked into the room.
Newsflash, idiot. That’s exactly what you did.
As soon as our lips touched, I was done. There was no stopping what we were doing. I was determined to feel her come apart from my touch.
Her lips are soft, so fucking soft. She freezes against me, but melts instantly at the same time.
My fingers skim across her bare skin just under the thin tank top she’s wearing. No bra, and her nipples poke against my bare chest through the fabric.
Fuck.
I didn’t plan to take this further than a kiss. Honestly, I thought she’d kiss me, get pissed at me, and go back to bed forgetting all about the storm.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling slightly as our kiss deepens. I groan when our tongues tangle, my hands moving to her ass.
I’ve missed her ass. It’s one of my favorite things about her, and there is a long list but I’ll never share it with her.
I spin both of us so I’m facing the couch with her between before I’m moving her toward it. I’d take us to the bed, but this is closer and I’m afraid she’ll break the contact if I move us that far.
“Kris,” she moans my name, and my dick is practically about to bust.
Before I lay her down, I hook my thumbs in her shorts, but leave her thong in place. Fuck, I forgot she’s a thong girl and my mouth is practically watering at the thought.
She doesn’t break the kiss, so I take it as a good sign to keep going.
My fingers skim up from her hips to the hem of her tank and I slowly etch it up, revealing more of her smooth, soft skin. I’m waiting for her to stop me, tell me I’m out of my mind before she stomps back to the bedroom.
Kameron always did surprise me though.
She pulls her lips from mine, staring me in the eyes with her chest rising and falling rapidly before she grabs the hem herself and pulls it over her head.
I stare at her, my fingers trembling to touch her.
Fuck me, her nipples are so pretty. I want my mouth all over them.
“Make me forget,” she whispers, stepping into me again.
My hand instinctively reaches between us, my thumb brushing over her nipple bringing a shiver down her spine. I smirk, loving the flush of color covering her cheeks.
“What do you need?” I ask, needing her to tell me how far she wants to take this.
“I need you to make me forget.” Her lips brush against mine again, and for a second I forget all about where we are.
I forget all about our past and how much she really hates me these days.
I forget all about why we’re in this cabin as it is.
I forget all about the storm lighting up the sky outside the windows.
The only thing I can focus on is her breathing as my hand moves down her flat stomach, edging under the waistline of her panties. My fingers slide through her wetness, and a soft moan slips from my lips right next to her ear.
“You’re fucking soaked already, baby.”
Her head tilts back to her shoulders, and I smile.
My touch does that to her. She’s always been so fucking responsive.
Circling her clit, I press my lips just below her ear to the sensitive spot that always used to make her weak, and I swear… I feel her knees buckle slightly.
I slide my finger in, going as deep as she’ll let me at this angle before curling it and slowly pulling back out. Her mouth falls open and I stare at her.
All her soft features, and the pink tint to her cheeks. Her eyes are closed, her fingernails digging into my shoulders. I slide a second finger in, stretching her as I move my hand in and out, pumping inside of her to bring her the pleasure she desperately needs right now.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper against her neck before pressing my lips to the spot where her pulse is beating rapidly. “Let go for me.”
It doesn’t take her long to jump over the cliff, chasing that sensation that I bring her. My name falls from her lips, and my dick is begging for attention of his own but he won’t be getting any tonight.
Tonight is about her.
Her head falls to my shoulder as her body wracks with pleasured spasms. After a minute, I pull my fingers lose, but I don’t let go of her with my other hand, holding her against me.
I brace myself when she lifts her head to look at me, waiting for her to tell me to fuck off or remind me how much she hates me, but her green eyes are relaxed as she looks at me.
Pressing my lips to her forehead, I turn us and bring us both down on the couch. She tucks right into my side, like she’s been doing it for years. When in reality it’s been a long fucking time since I’ve had her against me like this.
I pull the cover over us both, her breathing already evening out before I wrap my arms around her and let the sound of the rain against the windows lull me to sleep.
I smile at the memory of last night, and my dick immediately jumps to attention.
She stirs on top of me, twisting slightly so she isn’t directly on top of me anymore, but more to my side. She pulls the cover further down us, and I try to be a gentleman, I do. But, damn she’s gorgeous.
That’s of course when she opens her eyes, and the panic sets in.
And her elbow goes straight to my balls.