“You thought? He did! I was trying like hell to get away from his dick near my junk!”
Charlie lost it laughing. Taking Kaelynn gently by the arm, I guided her away from everyone. She looked a bit dazed.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes. Just feeling . . . um . . . something.”
“Something?” I asked.
Her eyes fell to my mouth then back up to meet my gaze. “Yes. You wouldn’t happen to have a room at the hotel here, would you?”
My heart slammed against my chest. “Why?”
Her cheeks turned the most beautiful shade of pink as she peered down at her fingers. “I don’t want to wait another second, Nash. I want to feel your body against mine, and we need to talk.”
I tried like hell not to let my knees buckle out from under me. “You should probably tell me if you have some weird fetish about me dressing up in women’s stockings.”
Kaelynn’s eyes grew wide with shock. When I winked, she relaxed and started to laugh.
“No fetish. I simply realized I don’t want to waste another moment.”
I took her hand in mine and led her out of the pavilion. No one seemed to notice, or they didn’t care we were leaving.
Fifteen minutes later, Kaelynn and I walked into a hotel room. The moment the door shut, my mouth was on hers. Kaelynn’s hands pulled at my jacket as I reached behind to unzip her gown. Tossing my jacket to the floor, I unbuttoned the dress shirt while Kaelynn slipped her shoes off and went for my buckle.
“Nash,” she whispered as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and watched it pool around her feet on the floor. “I have to talk to you.”
I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter. Whatever you’re going to say, it doesn’t matter.”
Her eyes searched my face. “But . . .”
Pressing my lips to hers, I moved my hand over her body. Kaelynn’s tense body relaxed.
“I want you, Kaelynn.”
She moaned and said, “Please tell me you have a condom.”
Smiling, I pulled three out of my wallet and tossed them onto the bed as I kicked off my dress shoes.
Kaelynn’s breathing picked up as her eyes roamed over my body. She stood there, dressed in a white lace push-up bra and matching white lace panties and watched me undress for her.
“Are you sure?” I asked, tracing my finger around the lace of her bra. Her body turned pink as goosebumps trickled over her body.
“Yes,” she breathed heavily. “I’ve never wanted any man like I want you.”
With a smirk, I replied, “Good.”
I dropped to my knees and placed a kiss over her navel. Kaelynn moaned softly. With the lightest of touches, I ran my tongue along her panty line, then slowly pulled them off her. Kaelynn’s hands intertwined in my hair and she tugged gently. I couldn’t help but smile at how perfect she was. A small patch of brown curls barely hid the treasure I was about to claim as mine. Using my finger, I went from the bottom of her belly button to the top of the curls, then stopped.
“Yes, Nash.”
Her voice was deep and full of need. Softly running my thumb over her sensitive bud, I glanced up to see her watching me. Her one hand still in my hair, the other stroking the base of her neck.
“Tell me what you want, Kaelynn.”
“Kiss me,” she panted.
Smiling, I asked, “Where?”