Kayla got off my lap, hooked her thumbs in her panties, and slid them down her legs. Almost everyone I knew was gone for the weekend. Xxx I won’t break.”
I remembered… and I obliged. Come on.”
Kayla quickly stepped into the room, the tension in her face lessening slightly, and then she hesitated before taking a few extra steps forward, as if her concern over intruding was replacing her fear of being seen. My hands rested on her jean-clad hips and kept her close to me. “So have I,” I rasped. Why wouldn’t I like you?”
She broke out into a full smile again, vibrant pink creeping into her pale cheeks. “All the time,” I said before I could stop myself. She was here… in my dorm. She had a half-smile on her face that was one part cute and two parts sexy.
