Beautiful Chances (The Beautiful Series) (26 page)

Abbey rolled her eyes. “Of course, I read your book. You’re dating my brother, and I was curious,” she answered to her satisfaction.

“But I use a pen name,” I countered.

Abbey rolled her eyes. “Like that will protect your privacy nowadays?” she joked.

My eyes widened in panic, knowing it was true.

Abbey nudged my shoulder playfully. “Relax, Lily. Everyone is vulnerable these days. Heck, anyone can go online and find a satellite picture of my house. I just wanted to see if your book would tell me what kind of person you are.” She smiled repentantly. “Curiosity got the best of me. It’s not every day my brother brings a girl home, let alone flies her across the United States.”

I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks.

“Do you only write romance?” Kristen asked, wanting to defer the subject of Kyle.

“I only write romance as of now. I hope to branch out to more genres in the future, but we’ll see.”

“Can you write my love story?” Gail joked. “I’d really like to meet a man and settle down any day now. I’m tired of playing the field.”

“I hear ya, sister,” Abbey added as she clinked her glass with Gail’s.

By the time Kyle texted back, we were on our fifth shot and round three of cocktails.

Ready when you are. Are you girls behaving?

I smiled at his text, wishing I were with him even though I was having a really great time with the girls.

Of course. ;)

We chatted and laughed as we each talked about anything and everything that came to mind—our lives, work, and men. It had been so long since I had done this. Other than Brooke, the girlfriends department had been pretty sparse since college. I missed just hanging out with girlfriends. When I lost my family, I’d closed myself off from everyone. Maybe this was my sign to try again.

We finished our shots, and I decided it was my last one for the evening.

Gail stood and gestured to the dance floor with a wicked, wicked grin. “Time to shake what your mama gave you, ladies!” she yelled over her shoulder while heading straight for the dance floor.

I took a large sip of water before following Abbey and Kristen to the dance floor. We danced like no one was watching. Without a single care in the world, we were just a bunch of free spirits, letting loose on the dance floor. I smiled, reveling at the feeling of just letting go. It felt great.

I turned, getting ready to head back to the table, and then I paused. Kyle was sitting in a booth with a beer in hand, his eyes absorbing my every move. I smiled as I looked at him. He had changed into a dark pair of washed denim. His fitted T-shirt was white with black jagged swirls on one side that curved up onto the shoulder. It gave him a dark and dangerous look. Walking in his direction, I licked my lips and closed the final distance between us.

“Hi. Perfect timing if I must say.” My voice sounded breathy in my ears.
Damn it!
I wanted the upper hand, but the alcohol was making me jump right into his lap.

“Yes, I’m glad I decided to head out.” He let loose a gorgeous smile. “I wouldn’t have wanted to miss getting to see you dance…or that smile that came along with it.”

“It was fun and easy to enjoy myself,” I admitted. I sat down in the booth across from Kyle, and I quickly reached for the water sitting next to his beer.

“I’m glad. I like to see you smile,” Kyle added in a gentle voice as I continued to gulp down his water. He raised his eyebrows. “Thirsty?”

I nodded. “That was exhausting…but a lot of fun.” I noticed that Kristen, Abbey, and Gail were still on the dance floor, and I smiled over at them.

“Did you have a good time?” Kyle asked as the waitress brought over slices of bread with spinach and artichoke dip. “I thought you might be hungry.”

I was starving, so I grabbed a piece of bread and spread the dip along it. It looked delicious. “I had a wonderful time. Your sister is great,” I replied before taking a bite. “Mmm, this is to die for.” I licked my fingers, not wanting to waste any of the creamy dip.

“She is. Sometimes, she can get carried away. That’s why I decided to come out.”

I glanced back at the dance floor to see Abbey, Kristen, and Gail all dancing with men now.

“And it looks like I arrived just in time before all the men in heat attacked,” he added.

I gave him
the look
. “They are all just looking for their special someone. No harm intended.”

“Special someone?”

He took a bite of the bread, and my eyes wandered to his mouth.

“You know, trying to find ‘the one’? Never mind…it’s a girl thing.” I waved my hand. “Speaking of, I heard Kristen has a crush on you. Why didn’t you go out with her?” My mind was curious.

Kyle shrugged as if it weren’t a big deal. “She’s not my type.”

“And what’s your type?” I wondered out loud with a laugh.

“You.” His tone was serious as he stared at me, making my cheeks flush in response. Leaning forward, he brushed the side of my face with the backs of his fingers. “I love it when I make you blush.”

My blush deepened even more as he sat back against the booth.

“Do you think they are ready to go?” I asked.

He glanced over at them. “Probably not, but we can check.” He finished his beer and grabbed my hand to lead me over to the girls. Abbey was dancing with a tall blond as we walked up to her.

“Are you ready to head out?” Kyle asked his sister.

“Not yet, but soon?” Abbey said hopefully.

“Half an hour, and then we’re out.”

Abbey nodded and walked over to Gail and Kristen just as one of my favorite songs started to play. I grabbed Kyle’s hand, pulling him toward me. He looked down at me and wrapped his arms on either side my waist. I started to move my hips to the beat, hoping that he would follow along. I had no idea if he could or would dance.

Smiling down at me, he gathered me closer and started moving to the beat.
Oh.
His hands tightened around my waist, and our rhythm became one and the same.
Oh god…the man could move.

With one hand on my wrist while the other gripped my hip, he turned me until my back was pressed against his hard chest. His unyielding large hands cupped just below my breasts before he gradually descended to grip my hips once again. A sensational electrical pull danced between us as his erection brushed along my backside. His hips rocked against mine in time to the pulsing beat. It was perfect and erogenous. I was lost in the song, lost in him. Everyone else faded far, far away.

I turned at the sound of Abbey shouting my name when the song ended. Abbey waved at me, and I waved back.

As another song started, Kyle pressed me close again. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I shut my eyes and reveled in the feeling of his breath along my throat. His hands went to my waist, and I absorbed the feeling of his every touch. The song ended all too soon, and I felt dead on my feet.

Kyle grabbed my hand and led me to the far side of the dance floor where Abbey and Kristen were dancing. “Time to go.”

“Alright, let me get Gail. I’ll meet you guys at the door.” Abbey walked off in search of Gail.

After rounding everyone together, we all headed to the car. Gail and Kristen planned to stay with Abbey and get their cars in the morning.

We dropped them off and said our good nights. Then, Kyle and I were on our way back to his house. The long day caught up with me quickly as I rested my head on the back of the seat.

I awoke to Kyle lifting me from the car.

“I got you. Put your hands around my neck.”

I did as he’d asked and relaxed into the cradle of his neck as he headed into the house. He walked into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. He took off my heels and set them gently on the floor. Kyle went to the dresser and rummaged through my shirt drawer. I could only guess he was looking for my favorite T-shirt.

“It’s dirty. I should have done laundry today,” I said.

He silently walked to his dresser and pulled out one of his own T-shirts. I stood as he came back over to me.

“Turn around,” he said.

I turned, and he unzipped my dress slowly, sliding it off one shoulder at a time. My erratic heartbeat kicked up a notch. He unlatched my bra, letting it fall to the floor, and I could hear his breathing increase. He put the shirt over my head and waited for me to put my arms inside. Instead, I turned around and lifted the hem of his shirt over his head. I unbuckled his belt, undid his button and zipper, and slid my hand into his waistband. In one swift move, I tugged his jeans and briefs down.

He inhaled sharply as I took him into my hungry hands.

“Lily.”

I continued to stroke the length of him. I circled my thumb around the tip, pressing gently. His hands clenched at his sides as a groan left his mouth.

“You’re tired…and you’ve been drinking.” Kyle struggled to keep himself in control.

I had a feeling I could win this fight. I was starting to be able to read him pretty well. “I took a nap, and I feel fine,” I said reassuringly.

His erection was now wet with moisture beading on the thick tip. To get what I was craving, I figured I was going to have to take the lead and persuade him. My sex throbbed with eagerness. Knowing I was already wet and ready for him, I shifted my thin panties over to the side and pressed his erection right on my clit, making slow circles.

He growled throatily as his hand tightened on my hip. “Are you sure?” His voice was strained and hoarse.

“Yes.”

I pushed his chest until his backside was flush against the wall. I parted my lips while stimulating my clit with his erection. Using our perfectly spaced heights to our advantage, I leaned up on my toes and guided just the head of his erection inside my sex, teasing us both. Kyle’s upper body vibrated with a shudder as he exhaled. His hands came up to tightly grip the middle of my thighs. He helped me balance myself as I lowered on my toes, taking him farther inside me.

His hands reached for the back of my panties. He grasped them firmly in both hands as he tugged and ripped them. I gasped. Having him shred my panties was hotter than sin. He freed them from my waist entirely, and they fell to the floor silently.

His eyes blazed into mine, his breath coming and going in deep pants. I nearly convulsed just from the sight of him. As I pushed my pelvis into him, Kyle rocked his hips, forcing me to take him deeper.

While one hand firmly held me, the other came up to grip the nape of my neck. Pulling my face to his, he kissed me feverishly, swallowing my moan.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded, his voice raw.

Cupping my ass with both palms again, he spun us around until my back was pressed against the wall. The coolness of the painted wall felt divine against my heated skin.

His arms slowly lowered my hips, and my forehead brushed his as we both groaned at the connection. I was lost in the overwhelming sensations hammering through my veins. He rocked his pelvis, filling me completely, while looking deep into my eyes.

“
Lily…
I love being inside you,” he whispered roughly.

I sighed and closed my eyes. I felt the same way, but I kept my thoughts sheltered to myself. I could not suppress my groan though when he kissed my throat as he moved with slow, sensual plunges that took control of my body.

This time was measured and enthralling, overpowering me with feelings that could only be described as live hot wires. Each one was intense and powerful.

“Look at me, Lily.” He gritted his teeth, holding back.

I stared deep into his eyes and could not look away. His burning gaze took me spiraling over the edge. He pulled out, grunting, and then I felt his release dripping down my thigh.

After cleaning up, I picked up Kyle’s shirt and discreetly inhaled his clean scent while putting it on. It was very big, but I smiled at his gesture as I climbed into bed first.

Kyle scooted in behind me and tugged me close to him. “Good night, my sweet, beautiful Lily,” he said, his voice warm and sated. He gently kissed my hair.

“Night,” I whispered, half-asleep.

Before drifting off, I thought about how much had changed in the last couple weeks. I knew then that my life would never be the same again.