I nodded. I wanted him; I couldn’t think about not having him at all. Even if we took things slow, that would be okay. Losing him completely wasn’t an option.
He wrapped his arms around me, lifting me up in the air, and swinging me around as if he’d won the lottery. As he lowered me, my body rubbed against his, and our lips collided.
He broke away, eyes heated. “I love you.”
My stomach flipped, “I love you too.”
This was Kayden, my brother’s best friend and my almost step brother. He was my worst enemy, and the love of my life. If we could get through the death of my brother, we could get through anything.
Chapter Forty-One
LEXI
Kayden had asked me to come back to his apartment to help him get some things together. I was surprised because I’d thought all of his belongings were at the hockey house, but since our...break up, if you could call it that, he’d been staying at the apartment.
As he drove us to his place, my stomach swarmed with butterflies. Knowing that we both loved each other, and that we were going to try and work it out, made me overly giddy like someone who spent hours watching Hallmark movies, or romcoms.
He took my hand in his, and brought it to his lips, and tingles spread throughout my body.
I bit my lip, and his eyes followed the motion.
“Fuck,” he whispered and I knew as soon as we were parked and inside, all bets were off.
I was supposed to help him pack, but with the way he kept looking over at me every few minutes, I didn’t think that was going to happen.
As soon as he pulled into the garage, he found a parking spot, put the car in park and turned off the engine. We both got out of the car quickly and went to his apartment. He continued to hold my hand as he put the key in the lock, turning the knob when it clicked. He pulled me inside, closed the door behind me, and backed me against the wall, eyes darkening with promise.
“What do you want?” he asked, and I didn’t want him saying any words. I wanted his mouth on mine, claiming me in the best way possible.
My gaze remained on his, and I fisted my hands into his shirt. “You,” I breathed, and all bets were off.
His lips were on mine, and they weren’t gentle or soft. They were rough, and commanding like he’d been waiting years to do this. His tongue pushed through the barrier and collided with mine, a moan escaping my lips.
His hands went to the hem of my shirt, lifting it over my head, leaving me slightly exposed in my white bra. His lips left mine and in a heated frenzy, they traveled down towards my neck, as he unhooked my bra.
His lips caught my nipple, sucking and nipping at it, almost undid me.
Then he leaned back, gaze darkened, and got to his knees, pulling down my pants and underwear.
My stomach tightened, and his mouth was there, completely owning me as if I was his. Which, I guess I am.
My fingers tangeled in his hair, “Fuck, Kayden.”
I rode his mouth, and I didn’t want him to stop. Keep fucking going...
He rose to his full height, and claimed my lips once more, wrapping my legs around his body as he carried me off to the bedroom.
My feet landed on the floor, and I hurriedly had his shirt off, as I pressed kiss after kiss to his chest, until I reached his pants.
Getting on my knees, I undid the tie on his joggers and slid them down his muscular legs, right along with his underwear.
The last time I’d been with him completely undid me to the point that I wanted nothing more than to be with him. Now that we were back together, I wanted to own him in every way possible.
So when his cock emerged in front of me, I wrapped my hand around it and put him in my mouth. I looked up at him, naked and exposed, and as his head fell back, a moan escaped his lips. I swirled my tongue around the tip, his fingers fisting into my hair.
“Fuck...” the word came out of his mouth and I was hoping he would do just that. His fingers moved my head the way he wanted, the pace getting faster as I kept taking him in my mouth.
Then, as he began to twitch, he pulled me back. “Stand up,” he ordered.