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by before he spoke, his voice still hushed. "I am either more...mellow...than I thought, or these stars are a lot brighter than normal."
"They're always bright up here. You probably don't notice it down in the city because of all the lights. And..." Her voice drifted off as the first part of his statement sunk in, and she looked down at him in surprise. "Are you drunk?"
He turned his head to the side and looked up at her, giving her his dimpled smile. "No. Just mellow. But I think I'll let you drive home anyway."
Kayli bit back her own smile and turned away. "You didn't have to drink those shots, you know. Nobody expected you to." No, nobody had expected him to, which was what Dale had been counting on.
"Eh. It was called saving face. It was a tough crowd."
"Ian--"
"Look at me. No, not away. Look at me." Kayli finally turned toward him, no longer able to hide her smile. "And that's why I did it. Just for your smile."
Kayli laughed and shook her head, then laid down next to him, turning on her side and propping herself on one elbow. "I've had Dale's shine before. I would have held out for at least a kiss."
"Oh yeah?" Ian's gaze held hers for the longest time, the heat in his eyes searing her. She was going to look away, but his hand shot out and wrapped around the back of her neck in a gentle grip. He pulled her down until his mouth closed over hers with an intensity that sent spirals of heat and need shooting through her.
Her mouth opened under his assault, and Kayli groaned when his tongue swept in, exploring, coaxing, promising. She leaned in closer to him, melting against him, feeling his hard body next to hers. His hand gentled its hold on her neck, caressing and massaging. His other hand roamed along her back and down, shifting her so she was stretched out on top of him, her legs cradled between his long ones.
Kayli ran her hand up his chest, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, popping them open so she could run her hand along the flushed skin of his broad chest. Ian deepened the kiss further, his hand cradling her bottom and pressing her against his hard length. She groaned again and pulled away, moving so she was straddling him, her eyes watching him as she finished unbuttoning his shirt and spread it open. Her hands roamed along his flesh, teasing, learning. His chest heaved with a hitched breath as she ran her fingertips over his nipples and down along his sternum, tracing the thin line of hair down his abdomen where it disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.
She waited for him to grab her wrists like he had the other day, and she looked up at him, waiting. His gaze was intent, watching her, holding her in place. Then he pushed himself up to a sitting position, his hands on her hips, steadying her against him as his mouth claimed hers once more. Kayli's breath left her in a rush and she pressed her hips deep into his lap, rubbing against the hard length of his erection. She ran her hands up his chest and across his shoulders, dragging his shirt down his arms. He released his hold on her hips and shrugged his arms from the shirt then tossed it somewhere beside them. His arms closed around her, holding her tightly, his mouth still possessing her, his tongue still ravaging her.
He pulled away with a harsh breath and looked up at her, his dark eyes shining in the night. One of his hands moved to the front of her shirt and quickly undid the buttons. Kayli spread the material apart and let it slide down her arms as Ian watched, his eyes burning her everywhere his gaze touched.
He continued to hold her tightly in place with one arm, his free hand reaching up to trace a line from her throat all the way down to her navel, then lower to where their bodies met before running back up her bare skin. His hand stopped at the front clasp of her bra; with a quick flick, he released it, baring her to his gaze.
His head dipped closer and his mouth closed over one nipple; a wave of pleasure washed over
"They're always bright up here. You probably don't notice it down in the city because of all the lights. And..." Her voice drifted off as the first part of his statement sunk in, and she looked down at him in surprise. "Are you drunk?"
He turned his head to the side and looked up at her, giving her his dimpled smile. "No. Just mellow. But I think I'll let you drive home anyway."
Kayli bit back her own smile and turned away. "You didn't have to drink those shots, you know. Nobody expected you to." No, nobody had expected him to, which was what Dale had been counting on.
"Eh. It was called saving face. It was a tough crowd."
"Ian--"
"Look at me. No, not away. Look at me." Kayli finally turned toward him, no longer able to hide her smile. "And that's why I did it. Just for your smile."
Kayli laughed and shook her head, then laid down next to him, turning on her side and propping herself on one elbow. "I've had Dale's shine before. I would have held out for at least a kiss."
"Oh yeah?" Ian's gaze held hers for the longest time, the heat in his eyes searing her. She was going to look away, but his hand shot out and wrapped around the back of her neck in a gentle grip. He pulled her down until his mouth closed over hers with an intensity that sent spirals of heat and need shooting through her.
Her mouth opened under his assault, and Kayli groaned when his tongue swept in, exploring, coaxing, promising. She leaned in closer to him, melting against him, feeling his hard body next to hers. His hand gentled its hold on her neck, caressing and massaging. His other hand roamed along her back and down, shifting her so she was stretched out on top of him, her legs cradled between his long ones.
Kayli ran her hand up his chest, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, popping them open so she could run her hand along the flushed skin of his broad chest. Ian deepened the kiss further, his hand cradling her bottom and pressing her against his hard length. She groaned again and pulled away, moving so she was straddling him, her eyes watching him as she finished unbuttoning his shirt and spread it open. Her hands roamed along his flesh, teasing, learning. His chest heaved with a hitched breath as she ran her fingertips over his nipples and down along his sternum, tracing the thin line of hair down his abdomen where it disappeared into the waistband of his jeans.
She waited for him to grab her wrists like he had the other day, and she looked up at him, waiting. His gaze was intent, watching her, holding her in place. Then he pushed himself up to a sitting position, his hands on her hips, steadying her against him as his mouth claimed hers once more. Kayli's breath left her in a rush and she pressed her hips deep into his lap, rubbing against the hard length of his erection. She ran her hands up his chest and across his shoulders, dragging his shirt down his arms. He released his hold on her hips and shrugged his arms from the shirt then tossed it somewhere beside them. His arms closed around her, holding her tightly, his mouth still possessing her, his tongue still ravaging her.
He pulled away with a harsh breath and looked up at her, his dark eyes shining in the night. One of his hands moved to the front of her shirt and quickly undid the buttons. Kayli spread the material apart and let it slide down her arms as Ian watched, his eyes burning her everywhere his gaze touched.
He continued to hold her tightly in place with one arm, his free hand reaching up to trace a line from her throat all the way down to her navel, then lower to where their bodies met before running back up her bare skin. His hand stopped at the front clasp of her bra; with a quick flick, he released it, baring her to his gaze.
His head dipped closer and his mouth closed over one nipple; a wave of pleasure washed over
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