back, she nestled the tip of his cock at her entrance, sliding down until he was fully sheathed in her warmth. His hands found her breasts, molding the plump flesh as he tweaked her nipples. Head thrown back, her fingernails scraped along the tattoos on his chest before she dropped her chin and her hair created a curtain around them as she clung to his shoulders. This man, this connection, was what she craved.
Her orgasm caused her to shudder as her sex pulsed around his cock. Forcing her eyes to stay open, she wanted to see his face. Not disappointed, he soon followed her, his cock thrusting until there was nothing left.
Crashing onto his chest, the words, “I love you,” were forced from her lungs. For a split second she cringed, wondering if it was too soon to let him know how she felt, but his arms tightened, and she relaxed. She had no illusions that he would repeat the sentiment or that he even felt those words at the moment, and that was fine. She knew what was in her heart and had no problem letting him know.
They lay, arms and legs tangled as heartbeats slowed, breathing each other in. He rolled to the side, keeping his arms banded around her. Bringing one hand to her face, he brushed her hair back, keeping his gaze pinned on hers. He kissed her lightly, the barest touch of lips. Mumbling against her mouth, he whispered, “I love you too, Kimberly.”
She loved it when he called her ‘babe’, but at that moment, she loved that he used her name.
Sleep still proved elusive, so they lay wrapped in each other’s arms. That was when she told him that she was glad he’d gone to the Cottages.
“It was the right thing to do, but remember, I still don’t want you to go by yourself. We’ll go together.”
She smiled at the thought, then looked up as he shifted slightly, leaning back so that he could stare into her face.
“I want you to move into my place.”
She blinked, her brow scrunching. “I am here.”
“No, I mean permanently. Bob will have no problem finding a new renter.”
“Kyle, I don’t know that this is the right time to make this kind of decision. Things are really intense right now. I know you’re trying to protect me, but we need to make sure we’re solid.”
“This doesn’t feel solid to you?”
“Yes, it does. But giving up my house means that I have no backup in case something goes south with us.” Seeing him about to protest, she huffed. “I’m not saying it’s going to. I’m just saying that I want to make a smart decision.”
He cupped her face, his thumb sweeping over her cheek. He nodded slowly and said, “I can’t argue with your logic, but I do want you here with me. And our situation is intense, but that doesn’t make you and me any less right.”
“How about I move in with you, but I don’t give up my house right away? After all, I’ve already paid rent through this month.”
Grinning, he rolled her to her back and nestled his hips between her thighs. “Perfect, babe. As always, you’re perfect.”
27
Kimberly walked into her office, glad to arrive early so that few people were there. So much had happened in the last few days that it had been hard to focus on her job. While at Kyle’s home yesterday, she’d spent time typing up her notes on the interviews from personnel in research, development, quality management, sales, and finance. She also finished the interviews with the vice presidents and department supervisors. After completing each interview, she dropped it into the shared folder with John to await his approval.
Having gained permission from several to include them in her Faces of Hope City e-magazine, she had forwarded those to her editor. Chuck loved them and could not wait to start the new series.
Facing her today was the last of the interviews from Niles’ department, including Tammy’s, Charlie’s, and Joe’s interviews. She wanted to wait until Kyle’s investigation was over. When he confided that they were certain someone from the inside was in on the theft of the pharmaceutical van, it put a damper on her enthusiasm.
Flopping into her chair, she dropped her purse and satchel onto the floor and leaned back. She had called Bob early that morning to find that he’d left the hospital and was staying with a friend. Promising to visit soon and bring food over once he was