My heart broke for Kyle. Both of us had our dreams shattered by those we thought loved us. It had taken a long time for me to recover from Travis, but from the sound of it, Kyle still hadn’t gotten over his ex-fiancée. Or at least from how she’d left him. Bitterness was a difficult pill to swallow. And Kyle was choking on it. Even if he didn’t realize it. I fully believed that was why he’d pushed me away in Miami.

I had no expectations that this thing between us would miraculously heal him, but life was tough enough without going at it solo. He had his military friends back at the house, and I knew he cherished his friendships with those guys. I’m sure being around them was therapeutic for him. I wasn’t trying to play psychologist and analyze his relationships. Even ours. Although, I wouldn’t classify what we had as a relationship, per se. I needed to stop trying to fit us inside some box and just be his friend. Even if I was a friend who desperately wanted him. He’d pushed me away the last time. If he wanted anything to happen, he was going to have to make the first move. Until then, I’d be there for him.

He must have read my mind because the next thing I knew, he tugged on my arm and pulled me into his embrace. Slowly, as though gauging my response, he bent down and brushed his lips across mine. He kept his kisses light as butterfly wings, dropping them all over my face. He rested his forehead on mine, our mouths close, breathing in each other.

“I don’t know if I can be what you need, but I have to try. Try to be a stronger man. For you. For me. For what could be between us. I can’t make you any promises. Can you live with that?”

“Nothing is ever promised, Kyle. I’ve learned to take each day as it comes. Carpe diem and all that shit.”

His strangled laughter echoed in the air. Considering I didn’t fancy sand up my ass, I led the way back to our house. Unsurprisingly, it took us no time at all to reach the house. We were both in a hurry to find some privacy. We quickly, but quietly, entered the house and practically tiptoed up the stairs to my bedroom, with me praying each step of the way that we didn’t encounter any of the girls.

Thankfully, the coast was clear and once the bedroom door was closed, we frantically began tearing each other’s clothes off. Kyle didn’t even take the time to remove his prosthetic. A strangled gasp escaped when Kyle picked me up and flung me onto the bed. He quickly followed, covering my body with his as his mouth crashed down on mine.

His hands skimmed every inch of my body he could reach. My core throbbed, and I begged for his touch.

“Please.”

His mouth broke from mine, but his fingers continued their path up my thigh, stopping just short of where I was desperate for his touch.

“Please, what?”

I groaned in torturous agony as a ghost of a touch grazed my clit. I arched into the touch, needing more contact, but Kyle retracted his hand, teasing me.

“Touch me, damn you.”

His hand reached out to cup my breast, and this thumb thrummed across my nipple, shooting a spark of pleasure through me.

“Here?”

My head shook as I grabbed his hand, forcing it down my body until, finally, he was where I wanted him most.

“No, here.”

Luckily for him, he was smart and kept his hand where I’d put it. Then, he played me like a fine-tuned instrument. He traced the outside of my pussy before dipping a single finger inside. I couldn’t break eye contact even if I wanted to. A groan escaped when I felt the stretch of two fingers entering me. I clenched my muscles, trying to keep him inside me when he made to pull them out.

“You’re so beautiful. You know that, right?”

“You make me feel beautiful.” I gasped when he flicked my clit. “I need you inside me. Now.”

We could make love later. Right now, I needed Kyle to fuck me.

“Don’t let it be said that I didn’t give the lady what she wanted.” He removed his hand and lined his cock up against me. He rocked a few times, torturing me in the process. Having none of it, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and when he shallowly thrust the next time, I pulled him against me with all my might. I shoved my fist in my mouth to silence the cry of ecstasy when he entered me entirely. No need to make a grand announcement about what was going on in my room.

Once again, I clenched my muscles, this time causing him to moan low.

“Now, fuck me.”

Kyle raised a single eyebrow and gave me a cocky, satisfied smile. “Yes, ma’am.”

His mouth met mine again, his tongue darting inside to match the rhythm of his cock pounding into my pussy. He continued his assault on my mouth and cunt as he reached between us to circle my clit. Tension began building as he hit that right spot deep inside. I met his forward rocking, and as the pressure spread through me, colors danced behind the eyelids I had been forced to close with the pleasure, and my orgasm rushed through me like a volcanic eruption. Kyle thrust a few more times and then his climax hit. His seed washed my insides and small tremors continued to rock my body as his movements slowed and became less deep.

Kyle rolled to his back, pulling me into his side. I snuggled in, resting my head on his chest, my hand over his still fast-beating heart. I knew I needed to get up soon and wash up in the bathroom, but I wanted to bask in the post-coital bliss a little while longer.

“You’re not having any regrets are you?” Kyle’s voice came low from above me.

My head tilted, and I looked up at him. “No. Why, are you?”

He continued to stare up at the ceiling, and my stomach clenched. Maybe this had been a mistake. Maybe he was rethinking trying to give this, us, a chance. There was nothing I could do if he did except move on with my life. I wouldn’t say I was in love with him, but I was falling hard and fast. My emotions could most definitely be further engaged with minimal effort. When I didn’t think he was going to answer me, he lowered his head and stared into my eyes.

“Not a one. You’re going to have to be patient with me. I care about you, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“As long as you’re honest with me, that’s all I can ask.” I leaned up to drop a quick kiss on his lips before rolling off the bed and going into the bathroom to freshen up. After flushing the toilet, I stood at the sink to wash my hands and stared at my reflection in the mirror. Please don’t be making the biggest mistake of your life.