Page 80 of Kissing Kayley

But he burst out laughing and engulfed me in a hug. “God, you should see your face, baby. That was adorable.”

“We can fit all of the Belefontes in here, I’m sure,” Ily said with a smile.

Vic nuzzled my nose with his. “I will turn Jordan loose with the guest list as soon as you give us a date.”

I still struggled to… think. “I mean, how soon can we do it?”

“I could call the chief justice over right now,” Illy playfully suggested.

“Chief justice?”

“Yes. You know. Of SCOTUS?”

“SCOTUS?”

“The Supreme Court,” Vic whispered.

I started laughing…

Until I realized from her arched eyebrows that she wasn’t kidding. “Um, no, that’s okay,” I said. “Let’s not do that.”

Vic met my gaze again. “Breathe, baby. We don’t have to decide it right this second. I’m not going anywhere. Not anymore. Not unless it’s with you.”

“I threatened to have the Secret Service slap a radio collar around his neck if he didn’t do this,” Ily said.

I… was reasonably certain shewasn’tkidding.

“Anyway, your things are up in your room.” She gave us one last hug. “Go have fun. Dinner’s in two hours.”

Vic led me upstairs. We’d been given a guest room at the far end, away from where the family quarters were located, and he locked the door behind us.

I turned to speak but found his lips slanted over mine. I wrapped my arms around him, burying my fingers in his hair as his hands dug into my ass and pulled me against him.

I needed him. Desperately, and right now.

A clothes explosion happened, and seconds later we were on the bed, fucking with me on my back and my legs wrapped around his waist as he gave me what I’d desperately missed way more than I’d wanted to admit to myself.

His blue gaze looked dark, midnight in the room’s dim light. “Not letting you get away again,” he hoarsely said. “I was an idiot.”

“Apology accepted. Nowpleasefuck my brains out!”

“Happy to oblige, baby.” He hoisted my legs over his shoulders and started grinding on me in a way that made me forget how to speak English. He pinned my hands over my head with his and started pounding me. “Wish I could spank your ass right now.” He leaned in and sucked at the base of my throat, and I suspected I’d have a mark there later. “But I think reminding you who loves you will suffice, for now.”

My soul unhinged as the first orgasm caught me by surprise and I bit down on my lip in order not to sound like a bad porn star.

“There you go,” he said, picking up the pace. “That’s what I wanted out of you.” Maybe a minute later he exploded and fell still, both of us breathing heavy and now gently kissing, exploring, tasting.

“Wow,” I whispered. “That was…wow.”

He smiled. “Glad I can still surprise you, baby.”

I reached up and played with his hair. “Me, too.”

Our gazes locked and we stared into each other’s eyes for a long moment.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I wasted time between us. I never meant to make you think you mattered less to me than my career.”

I shrugged. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t exactly offering much of a compromise, either.”