sleeping in my bed and going for breakfast is such a problem. Friends don’t just fuck, they spend time together.” He grabbed her braided hair and tugged, bringing her mouth closer to him. “Besides, we already talked about my wanting to get to know you better and agreed to that, didn’t we?”
“Ever the negotiator,” she said with a dry voice.
He barked a laugh; if only she knew. “Something like that.”
Chapter Six
The scent of coffee drifted through Ella’s nostrils and opened her eyes. She stared out at the French doors, and the sun pooled in through the windows, casting light against the hardwood floors. A squeak of the floor had her rolling onto her back, and she saw Kyler approaching her with a mug in his hand. His wet hair suggested he’d showered.
Dressed in a light blue T-shirt and dark jeans, he was mouthwateringly gorgeous. She gulped, feeling such an odd connection to him. Her entire body awakened in his presence. She didn’t even know him, but there was a level of comfort with Kyler that was completely unexpected.
“How long have you been up?” she asked.
He dropped down onto the mattress next to her, staring at her with those gorgeous eyes. “Long enough to make you horrible hotel coffee.” Smiling, he offered her the mug. “I saw at dinner last night that you took one sugar, yes?”
She sat up against the fluffy pillows behind her and pulled up the blankets, covering her chest. Then she accepted the cup, inhaling the rich aroma. The coffee smelled strong, but she liked her coffee powerful.
As she moved against the pillows, getting more comfortable, her body ached, especially between her thighs. It hurt in that good way.
Hell
, she hadn’t ached from a night of hot sex in a very long time. Actually, she couldn’t remember a time when she’d ever been pleasantly sore from sex.
She liked it.
She wanted
more
.
Over the rim of her coffee cup, she stared at Kyler’s sexy smile, which looked way more dangerous in the daylight. She considered what he’d said, and she couldn’t believe he’d been watching her that intently to notice what she’d taken in her coffee.
Good grief
, was this man not only smoking hot, but sweet, too?
If Kyler didn’t show a flaw soon, she might resort to pinching herself to wake up from this incredible dream. To add moisture to her increasingly dry throat, she sipped her coffee andhummed in happiness.
His eyebrow arched, a move that suddenly seemed attached to her hormones. “Not too bad?”
“It’s strong, but I like it that way.”
“Good.” He cocked his head, giving her a curious look. “Where’s your room key?”
“My dress has a little pocket on the side, and it’s in there.” She placed the mug against her lap. “Why?”
He approached her dress on the floor with his fluid gait, and within a second, he pulled out the key card. Then he looked to her with those eyes that were far more powerful than she’d realized last night.
Oh, hell, he is hot!
All he did was stand there, but desire rushed into her. She squirmed against the mattress and her nipples puckered against the soft sheets. His eyebrows rose with his devilish grin, as if he was reading straight through her. “Go have a shower. I’ll get your bag so you can change. We don’t want you to suffer the walk of shame back to your room.”
She gripped her mug tight, fighting against the pull of arousal begging her to go to him. “The walk of shame?”
“Where everyone knows you had wild sex with one of the groomsmen.” He laughed, likely at her horrified expression. “What’s your room number?”
“Two hundred and twelve,” she replied, feeling her cheeks warm. God, she had done that, hadn’t she? But really, she couldn’t care less. She’d had the best sex of her life with Kyler last night. He’d made her orgasm, not once, not twice, but three freaking times.
She felt giddy inside, like the slightly awkward girl who’d managed to gain the attention of the hot
“Ever the negotiator,” she said with a dry voice.
He barked a laugh; if only she knew. “Something like that.”
Chapter Six
The scent of coffee drifted through Ella’s nostrils and opened her eyes. She stared out at the French doors, and the sun pooled in through the windows, casting light against the hardwood floors. A squeak of the floor had her rolling onto her back, and she saw Kyler approaching her with a mug in his hand. His wet hair suggested he’d showered.
Dressed in a light blue T-shirt and dark jeans, he was mouthwateringly gorgeous. She gulped, feeling such an odd connection to him. Her entire body awakened in his presence. She didn’t even know him, but there was a level of comfort with Kyler that was completely unexpected.
“How long have you been up?” she asked.
He dropped down onto the mattress next to her, staring at her with those gorgeous eyes. “Long enough to make you horrible hotel coffee.” Smiling, he offered her the mug. “I saw at dinner last night that you took one sugar, yes?”
She sat up against the fluffy pillows behind her and pulled up the blankets, covering her chest. Then she accepted the cup, inhaling the rich aroma. The coffee smelled strong, but she liked her coffee powerful.
As she moved against the pillows, getting more comfortable, her body ached, especially between her thighs. It hurt in that good way.
Hell
, she hadn’t ached from a night of hot sex in a very long time. Actually, she couldn’t remember a time when she’d ever been pleasantly sore from sex.
She liked it.
She wanted
more
.
Over the rim of her coffee cup, she stared at Kyler’s sexy smile, which looked way more dangerous in the daylight. She considered what he’d said, and she couldn’t believe he’d been watching her that intently to notice what she’d taken in her coffee.
Good grief
, was this man not only smoking hot, but sweet, too?
If Kyler didn’t show a flaw soon, she might resort to pinching herself to wake up from this incredible dream. To add moisture to her increasingly dry throat, she sipped her coffee andhummed in happiness.
His eyebrow arched, a move that suddenly seemed attached to her hormones. “Not too bad?”
“It’s strong, but I like it that way.”
“Good.” He cocked his head, giving her a curious look. “Where’s your room key?”
“My dress has a little pocket on the side, and it’s in there.” She placed the mug against her lap. “Why?”
He approached her dress on the floor with his fluid gait, and within a second, he pulled out the key card. Then he looked to her with those eyes that were far more powerful than she’d realized last night.
Oh, hell, he is hot!
All he did was stand there, but desire rushed into her. She squirmed against the mattress and her nipples puckered against the soft sheets. His eyebrows rose with his devilish grin, as if he was reading straight through her. “Go have a shower. I’ll get your bag so you can change. We don’t want you to suffer the walk of shame back to your room.”
She gripped her mug tight, fighting against the pull of arousal begging her to go to him. “The walk of shame?”
“Where everyone knows you had wild sex with one of the groomsmen.” He laughed, likely at her horrified expression. “What’s your room number?”
“Two hundred and twelve,” she replied, feeling her cheeks warm. God, she had done that, hadn’t she? But really, she couldn’t care less. She’d had the best sex of her life with Kyler last night. He’d made her orgasm, not once, not twice, but three freaking times.
She felt giddy inside, like the slightly awkward girl who’d managed to gain the attention of the hot
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