Traction - Dani Rene Page 0,41

me, and I relax into his hold. The scent of his cologne is everywhere. And in the darkness, he feels closer than he has all day.

“I can’t stop thinking about kissing you,” Kayden whispers in my ear. “I can’t stop thinking about touching you.” He trails his hands over my shoulders, down my arms, and to my hips. Then, lower still, he reaches my thighs when his lips press against the rioting pulse point in my neck.

My body reacts with a shiver of need, and I want his hands everywhere else he’s not touching. But I don’t ask for it. Not because I can’t, but because I’m shy.

I’ve never felt a connection so strong to anyone before. Guys at school were nothing compared to this man. And I have a feeling if I let him in, if I lower my guard more than I already have, he’ll only break me.

“Trust me,” he coos in my ear, sending another wave of pleasure skittering down my spine. “I know it’s difficult,” he tells me. “And it’s scary as fuck. I am afraid. I’ll never admit this in the light, but here in the dark, we can say anything we want to say.”

My head drops back against his chest, and his hands move up to my breasts, but he doesn’t hold them like I need him to. He cups them gently but never nears my nipples. The small, hard peaks feel as if they’re aching. Just one small touch, and I know I’ll shoot off like a firework in the blackness of his bedroom.

“Kayden.” I finally find my voice. His name is a husky whisper hanging in the air, in the safety of his bedroom. “I’m … I’m afraid of what you make me feel.”

He stills for a moment, and I think he’s going to pull away, but he doesn’t. He just stands behind me, holding onto my body, his arms snaking around my waist. His hands behaving themselves, and I silently curse because I wanted more.

My thighs squeeze together, attempting to quell the ache and pulse between my legs, but I know nothing will ease the desire. The swirl in my stomach will only be unraveled when I feel his hands on me, his body inside mine. He’s going to be my first. Because he may not have been scared off from what I said earlier, I’m thankful when I confessed my inexperience, it didn’t send him running.

“Soon, speedy,” he tells me then. “Soon, we’ll have longer, and I’ll show you just what you do to me. I’ll use my fingers, my tongue, and get you wet and ready.” He kisses my neck, his mouth suckling the sensitive flesh, and it feels like a million electric currents are racing under my skin. “And when you’re ready, I’m going to take you places you’ve never been before.” His promise is poignant. Because he will.

“I know,” is all I can muster because my panties are wet, my heartbeat is thrumming between my legs, and my nipples are aching so painfully I want his mouth on them to ease the agony.

I have a feeling when I’m alone in bed tonight, I’ll replay this moment over and over again. I’ll remind myself of what I experienced and what he promised, and I know, without a doubt, I’ll find the release that’s waiting in the wings.

“I think we better behave now,” Kayden says, causing my heart to sink. But he’s right. My mother will have already started dinner, and we should spend time with her. Sadly, I know she’ll have a lot of questions for him. I just hope she doesn’t scare him away.

I don’t know what my dad would’ve made of Kayden, but I like him. I can’t deny it anymore. The lights slowly blink on, and I glance up to see that his ceiling is filled with tiny yellow spotlights, which makes it look like the sky is above the bed.

“Oh my god.” I gasp without thinking as I spin around, making myself dizzy in the process, but I love every inch of this bedroom.

“You approve, baby?” Kayden asks in a satisfied tone.

Lowering my eyes, I meet his inquisitive gaze. “I do.” The grin that greets me is handsome, and I’m still floored that this man is mine. At least for now. “So, you sleep under this?”

“I do,” he affirms as if I’m being silly for even asking him that. But I don’t see how he could have so many women on his arm and