My Beautiful (The Beautiful Series) by Alicia Rae Page B

times.” I grinned.
    “I see. So, I have an idea.” A small smile spread across his face. “Don’t freak out, okay?”
    I eyed him apprehensively. “Okay…”
    “Since we are alone…in your parents’ house…” Kyle stalked closer to me and then gathered me in his arms. “I think we should have a sleepover…in your bed, firecracker.” Kyle hesitated, gauging my reaction while letting the thought sink in. “Well, if it’s big enough.”
    I had never had a boy in my bedroom when I lived at home. For one, I had never had a serious boyfriend, and two, my dad would have buried him in the backyard before the boy had made it up the stairs.
    I smiled, thinking it would be kind of fun. “Do you not want to sleep in the hammock again?” I was intrigued by his idea, but I wanted to tease him a bit first.
    “I will if that’s what you want to do, but I thought it would be fun to break a few house rules while we’re here.” He unleashed his gorgeous panty-melting grin.
    And I was toast.
    Desire bloomed from deep within me. I walked over to the door, shut the garage door, and pulled my shirt over my head.
    Kyle slowly walked toward me. He watched my every move, his expression darkening.
    My muddy jeans were clinging to my hips, and I had to wiggle slightly to get them off. Kyle’s breath roughened as he gripped the stair handrail and walked up the two small steps to the door.
    I stood before him in my bra and panties, which were wet and sticking to my skin. “It’s a queen-size bed. You’ll fit…” I turned and looked over my shoulder at him. “If we snuggle.”
    “We’ll definitely be snuggling,” Kyle said in a low voice.
    “But first, it’s time for a shower,” I added.
    He knelt on the step before me. He placed his hands on the sides of my waist and turned me back around to face him. With his right thumb, he rubbed small circles, trying to remove a wet patch of mud on my skin. A shiver raced down my spine. Slowly leaning forward, he kissed me just below my navel. I closed my eyes, and a moan escaped my lips.
    He tipped his head back. His eyes were glazed over with pure primal need. “You are so beautiful, Lily. You take my breath away…every time.”
    Captivated by the love in his eyes, I threaded my fingers into his incredibly soft hair. “You do the same to me,” I whispered, trying to control my voice.
    His hands tightened on my waist as he picked me up into his arms. His hands moved to hold me firmly underneath my thighs. He kissed me fervently as he walked us into the house. My hands found the hem of his shirt, and I tugged it over his head while I braced my legs tightly around his waist for balance.
    My breathing accelerated when my eyes traveled up and down his bare chest. He had dry mud on the side of his neck, upper shoulder, and forearm. I did not realize how sexy a man could be covered in mud. My mouth watered at the anticipation of washing it off of his glorious wet body.
    Kyle carried us to the living room threshold and stopped, waiting for my direction.
    “Stairs,” I breathed heavily. Not allowing my eyes to be distracted from the sight before me, my finger pointed in the direction of the stairs. My hands went back to caress up and down his firm chest, admiring the definition of every muscled curve.
    As we reached the top of the stairs, I pointed again. “That way.”
    He set me down to my feet and grasped my chin gently with his hands. I could feel his heart beating rapidly beneath my hands, and it matched my own.
    I did not need fancy cars, outlandish gifts, or a castle. I just needed this, right here. His eyes told me everything I needed to know. He made me feel like I could conquer the world. I wished that every day in life could be like this.
    “I love you,” I said gently while looking deep into his eyes, needing him to know how I felt in that moment. “You have changed me in so many ways.”
    My hands glided down his sides, and his gaze never left mine. His eyes were