Just One Kiss (Very Irresistible Bachelors #2) - Layla Hagen Page 0,94
you to the couch. We need to set a few things straight.”
“And we have to be on the couch for that?”
“Damn right we do.”
I kept silent while he carried me to the living room, laying me on the couch. I grinned, stretching out as much as possible.
“Oh, you wanted to lie next to me?” I teased. “I don’t think you’ll fit.”
Ryker’s gaze smoldered. He pressed one knee on the edge of the couch, leaning forward, bracing his palms on either side of my head.
“No, actually. I planned to be on top all along.” His grin was devilish. I squirmed as heat curled through me, and he wasn’t even touching me.
“Of course you did.” I placed my palms at either side of his face, lifting my head and touching my lips to his lightly. I just needed the contact. I couldn’t even explain why.
Ryker’s eyes widened, but he didn’t attempt to take over the kiss. I bit his lower lip playfully before pushing myself up on one elbow and deepening the kiss. I loved having him so close, being able to just touch him as much as I wanted. I ran my hand from his shoulder down across his chest in a straight line, enjoying the way his breathing changed, becoming quicker the lower I went.
When I reached his belt buckle, I dropped my hand completely to the side, laying my head back on the couch. There was so much heat in his eyes. Ryker cupped my breasts over the fabric, but even so, my nipples hardened. On reflex, I rolled my hips forward. He positioned himself on the couch so that his mouth hovered over my belly before pushing my shirt up, tracing a circle with his mouth around my navel. Then he moved up my belly in a slow motion. I swear, the nerve endings in my entire body were wired to the spot he was kissing. He stopped right before reaching my bra, shifting his position until we were face-to-face.
I smiled. His eyes flashed.
“So... about those things you wanted to clear up?” I reminded him. “Those things you needed a couch for?”
“I forgot.”
“What? How is that possible?”
“You distracted me.”
“Do you at least remember where the couch came into play?”
He didn’t miss a beat. “Yeah. You’re more agreeable when you’re underneath me.”
I burst out laughing, placing my palms on his shoulder blades, pulling him even closer.
“Points for figuring that out.”
“Thanks for helping out with my sisters. I love that you care about my family so much,” he murmured.
“You’re a great group.” And I planned to help out every chance I got. I knew how important it was to him, and it was to me too, because I just adored his family.
“I’m happy you think so.”
“Now that we have the apartment to ourselves, what shall we do?” I asked.
“How about a tour of the place?”
“Why?”
He dropped his gaze to my mouth before snapping it back up.
“Oooh... a sexy tour. I’m on board with that,” I said.
Ryker climbed off of the couch, holding his hand out for me, helping me to my feet as well. Then he whirled me around, hugging me from behind, walking in tandem with me. It was a bit ridiculous, but I loved it anyway.
Was it just a few weeks ago that we’d brought in things for Avery so she could have a room here? I’d still had some fears back then, but now, I looked forward to our life together. I mean, I couldn’t imagine not loving anything coming from Ryker.
On one hand, things happened so fast, but on the other, things could never be more right. Ryker and his family accepted Avery and me like we were already part of it.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.
“Sorry, can’t tell you.”
“What do you mean, you can’t tell me?”
“Well, let’s put it this way, if I do, you’ll forever have too much power over me.” If he realized that I was more agreeable when he held me captive underneath him, I couldn’t even imagine what he’d do with this information.
“It’s a good thing we have the whole day to ourselves,” he said. “I’ll get it out of you eventually.”
“I have no doubt, but I love to see you try your best.”
As he led me upstairs, my phone vibrated in my pocket. Taking it out, I discovered a message from Tess.
Tess: Skye and I are going to the Guggenheim this evening. Want to join us?
Heather: Is this part of the get-Skye-out-of-her-funk operation?
Tess: Hell, yes.
Heather: I’m in.
I slipped the phone right back in my pocket, focusing on Ryker. I loved my new life, and was excited for everything it had in store, from sexy times with this gorgeous man right down to conspiring with his family.