Page 55 of Decidedly Off Limits
I wasn’t so sure about that, but right now I didn’t really want to think about that or how we were going to continue sneaking around. Kelsey in my bed, that was all I cared about for now.
I showed her around the apartment. We made it as far as the living room when Kelsey stopped and grinned at the TV. “You know what they say about the size of a guy’s TV?” she said, mischief gleaming in her eyes.
“No, what?”
“They’re compensating.”
I parked my hands on her shoulders. “No compensating for anything needed here.” And then my lips crashed against hers—something I’d wanted to do from the moment she’d stood in my doorway.
I didn’t have to coax her to open her mouth. It opened in an instant and I took that as a positive sign. My tongue slipped in, eager to explore. But it didn’t want to just explore her mouth. It wanted to explore every inch of her, except I didn’t think this was the time to do it. Her ex-fiancé, from the sound of it, hadn’t bothered to show her how special she was. And that dickwad she recently had sex with—the one who thought speed fucking was an Olympic event—hadn’t been much better.
So my tongue remained on its best behavior and stayed in her mouth, savoring her taste. And it might have also sampled her jaw, the sensitive spot under her ear lobe (which, for the record, resulted in a delectable moan that had my cock hard in record time), and her neck.
That’s not to say Kelsey wasn’t an active participant in our kiss fest. While her tongue enjoyed what my mouth had to offer, her hands did a little wandering of their own. One explored the terrain of my ass. The other cupped my cheek, then knotted in my hair. And shit, that was freaking hot.
I’m not sure how long we had been kissing when she eventually pulled away, her breath ragged, like she’d just run a marathon.
My breathing wasn’t much better.
“So, are you going to show me the rest of the place?” She smiled, the move shy yet teasing.
And instantly I envisioned the next stop on our tour, and what I fantasized doing to her there.
On the countertops.
I slipped her hand into mine and tugged her toward the kitchen.
Most kitchens in apartments aren’t much bigger than the bathroom. You can barely fit one person in them, never mind two. And forget about doing any cooking that required space.
Not so with my kitchen.
Kelsey stepped into the room, and her mouth dropped open at the sight of the granite counters, stainless-steel appliances, and the two sinks, one located in the island in the middle of the room. “Wow.”
“Impressed?”
“I’d say.” Closing her eyes, she sniffed the air. The sweet smell of freshly baked banana bread filled the space. “Are you baking?”
“Yep. And that TV you were appreciating? You should see the Food Network on it.”
She opened her eyes and a sweet grin spread on her soft lips. “I can imagine it’s impressive. So you’re cooking now? One class and you’ve gotten into cooking?”
“Cooking and baking.” And I was getting better at it. My scrambled eggs no longer looked brown and rubbery. They tasted better too.
The Food Network? Best. Fucking. Invention. Ever.
“I’ve got a special dinner planned,” I said.
Her eyebrows went on a field trip north. “You do?”
I nodded. “I didn’t just invite you to stay until your power returns.”
She laughed, and the sound of it caused my heart to warm. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of that beautiful sound. “And here I thought you wanted me to stay for other reasons.” She didn’t say it, but I knew exactly what she meant.
And maybe she was right about that too.
“How’s the photography going?” I asked, purposefully switching topics.
Her face brightened and the warmth in my heart intensified. “I bought a camera today. The manual’s huge,” she said, not looking all that impressed. “But once I’ve figured out how to use the basics, the guy at the store said I’ll be set. I also bought a tripod and a lens for close-up photography.” The words gushed from her mouth, an unstoppable train heading for the final station of the day. It was easy to see she had finally found something to be excited about. “And I’ve registered for a class on portrait photography. So I have to do a lot of studying and practicing of the basics before it starts.”