My Beautiful (The Beautiful Series) (18 page)

Kyle groaned, and his abdomen and thighs tightened with pleasure as he braced his hand on the shower wall. I increased the pressure as I drew him out of my mouth, and he shuddered in pure delight.

When I met his stare for the second time, I gave him my sweetest and most innocent smile.

“Message received, beautiful,” Kyle surrendered.

I chuckled.

The water trickled over his chiseled stomach and down his defined V-line before making its way to his thick, muscular thighs. My mouth watered from just looking at him. He was beautiful.

I licked my lips, allowing my gaze to shift to his erection jutting toward me. It was hard and swollen, begging to be touched. I graciously accepted him back into my mouth, pressing my lips around him firmly, as I took him deeper and deeper.

I braced my hands above each of his knees for balance. Once I was steady, I lightly trailed my fingertips up to his inner thighs, slowly teasing the hair and skin beneath my fingers. As I pulled back with each stroke, I tightened my cheeks to increase the pressure.

Kyle’s breathing became audible, and my name left his throat. His moans of pleasure drove me wild. It was exhilarating and rewarding to know I could please my lover and make him lose control. I was desperate to have him inside me, but I wanted to give him this first.

I could tell by his labored breathing and the swell of his length that he was close. I swirled my tongue around the soft skin of the crown before I gently grazed my teeth along the same path. He shuddered again, intensely this time, and I could tell he was trying to hold back, not wanting it to end.

I wrapped my hands around his behind. While I firmly grasped each cheek, I urged him to pump in and out of my mouth. His right hand cradled my jaw as his thumb brushed along the side of my lip.

“Lily…” Kyle rasped, attempting to pull out.

I tightened my grasp and suction at the same time, not allowing him to hold back from me.

“Fuck,” he whispered, clenching his knuckles at his side.

He came in long spurts while he quivered. I released him, knowing that his skin would be sensitive. He pulled me to my feet, and I shyly blinked up at him. I was sure my cheeks were the brightest shades of red.

I had no control around this man. My body seemed to have a mind of its own around him.

Kyle lifted his hand and ran the back of it along my cheekbone. His breathing was slowly starting to steady. “I love when you blush for me…and when you look into my eyes as you are now, like you can’t get enough of me.”

“I can’t. I always want you,” I said quietly, placing my hand on his chest.

“And I you.”

Kyle dipped his head and kissed me. His mouth was warm and sweet and soft. I felt like I was floating on cloud nine. I barely felt him pivot us until my head went under the showerhead.

“Hey!” I shouted, sputtering out water. I unleashed a fully heated stare on him.

“Mmm…” Kyle laughed as he leaned in to place kisses on my neck, completely ignoring my fury on purpose. He quickly distracted me again as his hands began to roam firmly down my sides.

It only took one of his touches to evoke powerful sensations throughout my body.

“Hey!” I squealed again, tipping my head forward until I was no longer under the water.

I swatted his hands away as he laughed playfully.

“What was that for?” I asked.

Kyle’s eyes darkened, not in anger but in purely unfiltered sexual desire. My sex dampened at his intensity. When Kyle leaned forward, my heart skipped a beat. His lips stopped just before meeting mine. Not feeling his touch was pure torture.

“For trying to take control,” he said in a rough, sexy voice. “I let you have it last time, but this time, you will surrender to me. You’ll be beneath me while my name leaves your beautifully swollen lips…” His thumb gently tugged at my lower lip. “Lips that are swollen from taking me deep into that luscious, wet mouth of yours.”

Oh my.
I stepped forward, wanting to feel his mouth against mine, his body ravishing mine.

Laughing, he took a slight step back and grabbed the shampoo bottle. “Oh no, beautiful. You had your fun.” His eyes turned darker. “It’s my turn…after we shower.”

After lathering his hands, he started working the shampoo into my hair, massaging my scalp. I closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling. His hands were strong yet so gentle.

He grabbed the bar of soap and began exploring my body. My breasts tightened at the contact, and I couldn’t help but groan in appreciation. Kyle chuckled and continued his way down my belly, waist, and legs. He moved back up to rub my shoulders next.

“Your shoulders are so tense,” he commented, trying to loosen my muscles.

“It was a long day,” I replied sadly.

“It was. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better.” He kissed my shoulder ever so gently.

The water beat down my breasts as he finished washing me. Kyle turned off the water, and I slid open the shower stall. Stepping onto the small rug, I grabbed us each a towel off the rack.

After drying off, I noticed a small blow-dryer attached to the wall, and I quickly dried my hair. If not, I would wake up in the morning looking like a rag doll. The hotel also provided two bathrobes, and it wasn’t until I discovered them that I realized we were staying in an elegant room. After putting each of our robes on, Kyle had left the bathroom to answer a phone call as I brushed my teeth.

My eyes roamed over to the hot tub, and I made a mental note that if we were here tomorrow, we would definitely put that beauty to use.

Kyle was still on the phone when I walked over to the bed.

“That’s not a large enough offer. There will be several other bids for that land, and I don’t want it to slip through my fingers. Offer five percent above the asking price.” Kyle sounded displeased. “It’s easily worth double my offer, and you know it. Sometimes, lowballing isn’t always the right way to go. I’m not asking, Abbey. As your boss, I’m telling you to make it happen. I have to go. Keep me informed.” He ended the call and set down his phone.

I could feel his frustration radiating off of him.

“What’s wrong?” I asked sincerely.

“Just work stuff.” Kyle sighed.

I just stared at him, waiting for him to elaborate. He needed to learn to open up more to me. He expected it from me, and I deserved the same. I knew that he was honest, but we seriously needed to work on the communication part.

Kyle exhaled, reading my silence. “I want to buy land, not a building that is run-down or a company that is in trouble. I want to be a part of the building and creating process.”

“I could see you doing that. I can tell from your house that you have an appreciation for creating art.”

Laying on the bed, he hesitated fractionally as he climbed onto the bed and over me, bracing his weight on his forearms. His eyes searched mine, but for what, I wasn’t sure.

“It’s going to be your house soon, too, you know,” he said softly.

My eyes widened in complete shock. Kyle’s face remained serious, and for a brief moment, hurt crossed his eyes.

“Um, I—”

Kyle placed his finger over my lips. “Shh…yes, it will. It will be ours to share. I might have built it, but my mother was right. I was waiting for someone to share it with. If you don’t like it or you hate California, it will give me a chance to build an even better one somewhere else.”

He grinned like a schoolboy, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

I shook my head. “What am I going to do with you?” I teased. I ran my hands up his biceps and across his shoulders.

“Love me.”

I smiled tenderly. “I already do.”

“Love me more.”

I rolled my eyes. “I already do.”

Kyle’s schoolboy grin was replaced with one that would have soaked my panties if I were wearing any.

“Make love to me,” he said, his voice low and husky.

My laugh was filled with lust and love. I arched my pelvis up and slowly rocked it against his already half-mast erection. I could feel it enlarge against my robe. As my behind returned to the bed, I lifted my head slightly and bit on his lower lip.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Kyle growled in a sexy, confident tone.

His lips took mine roughly, and I anxiously matched him. Without breaking our kiss, he parted and removed my robe, and I happily returned the favor by removing his. I wanted him inside me now.

Kyle broke our kiss and moved his lips to my ear. “I don’t know what I want more desperately—to be buried deep inside you or to taste you on my tongue.”

His words nearly made me convulse right then and there. His warm breath made the tiny hairs on my skin stand on end. His hands impatiently gripped my breasts as if he might combust from not touching me. I was wound up in too many knots. Writhing inside, I wanted it rough and hard, not sweet and gentle. Leaning forward, I kissed my way up his throat and grazed his jaw lightly with my teeth.

I decided to give him his sexy words right back, knowing it would drive him crazy. I parted my lips to speak, but I hesitated. I had to gather up my courage to voice aloud the naughty words that were in my mind. I wanted him to feel my sexual frustration.

“I want you buried deep inside me.” I paused, letting the words sink in.

His jaw clenched, and I could tell his control was about to snap. I loved it when he lost control.

“I want you to grab my hips and thrust into me in long, hard stro—”

I squealed as he flipped me over onto my stomach in the blink of an eye. Kyle’s hard chest pressed against my back as his mouth stopped next to my ear.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked huskily.

Same thing you do to me…

I bit down on my lip and shook my head innocently.

“Oh, I think you do.” His voice was hard as his hands raked down my back. His erection strained against the length of my sex. He shifted closer, making it slide forward in a delicious way. “And I think you enjoy it.” He leaned back on his knees and smacked my behind lightly.

My body reacted instantly, enjoying the sensation, and I rocked back toward him.

Bending forward, Kyle’s bare chest rubbed against my sensitive, exposed skin. He pushed his erection against me, stroking my clit, while his hands reached around my body to cup my breasts. I moaned as powerful feelings swarmed throughout my body like wildfire, desire pooling between my legs.

Kyle’s thrust was long and firm. I was unable to hold back my cries of pleasure as my orgasm started to spiral. He seated himself to the hilt in one swift motion just as my orgasm reached its peak. I buried my face in my forearms to balance myself as my legs began to tremble.

Kyle gritted his teeth while I clenched hard around him, letting my release ride its course. I was lost in him, consumed by him, and I did not want it any other way. Gripping my hips tightly, his thrusts were measured and deep.

“Harder,” I moaned. I wanted him to lose control and take me over the edge.

Kyle’s grip tautened and I arched my backside against him, taking him as deep as I could. His strokes were relentless and drove me wild. An erotic slapping sound swirled around our bodies each time we came together.

“Forever, Lily,” Kyle rasped, panting each breath.

My skin broke out into a light sweat, and I could feel my insides begin to clench again. That familiar ache between my thighs was building at an incredible speed.

I nodded in agreement. “Forever,” I said breathlessly as his words took me over the edge. I cried out, bearing down around him. It was intense, and I couldn’t help but quiver from the overwhelming pulsing electricity starting from my sex and going all the way down to my toes.

Kyle groaned out his release and collapsed on top of me. He tried leaning his weight on his forearms and knees that were pressing into the mattress, but his body still felt heavy on top of mine, and I loved the feeling. I was not ready for him to move. Our skin-on-skin contact was too heavenly.

Kyle lifted his hand to brush my wild, just-fucked hair off to the side. A laugh escaped my lips at my inner thoughts using such foul language.

He kissed my shoulder sweetly. “What’s so funny?”

I chuckled again, turning my head to face him. “Nothing really. I just thought of you brushing my just-fucked hair, and I laughed because it was an unladylike thought.”

Kyle grinned, the corner of his lip lifting slightly. “I don’t think anything we did qualifies as ladylike.”

He kissed along the curve of my neck, and I shivered.

“It was more along the lines of hot,” he added.

“Definitely…hot,” I replied.

He rolled onto his back and then tugged me until I was lying on top of him with our stomachs pressing against each other. His hands gently stroked up and down my back as he kissed me softly. He pulled back, looking deep into my eyes, as his hands continued caressing my skin.

“I’m sorry for overreacting earlier. I will try to respect your friendship with Luke,” Kyle said kindly.

My hands made a trail across the planes of his chest. “Thank you. I know it’s difficult for you, and I’m truly sorry about that. I have few people that I care about in my life, and I can’t imagine losing him. He was there for me when I needed a friend, and he needs one now. I feel like it’s the right thing to do.”

“It is. He’s lucky to have you as such a caring friend,” Kyle replied tenderly. “I just have a tough time because I know that he’s in love with you, and it makes me…feel possessive, like I need to guard what’s mine.”

“He’s not. He’s just confused.” I shook my head.

Kyle frowned in disagreement.

I paused, remembering his last few words and needing to rectify them. “And as for your inner possessive alpha,” I said, pinning him with my I-mean-business glare, “we need to work on taming that.”

“Taming it?” he teased affectionately, tilting his head in denial. “Alphas,” he added, lifting his eyebrow, “as you call us, can’t be tamed, beautiful.”

He flipped me over before I could retort to his declaration. His eyes blazed, and his lips turned into a mischievous grin as his hands firmly raked down my body, promising to deliver more pleasure and passion.