Kyler chuckled as he gathered me in his arms, fitting my back against his front, and I could feel him, still sprouting a raging hard-on. “I’m okay. This was about you.”

“You don’t feel ‘okay.’” I wiggled my behind, and he groaned. A smile pulled at my lips. “See?”

“Yeah, I see and I feel.”

I tipped my head back so I could see him and I bit down on my lip, hoping my next question wouldn’t sound incredibly lame. “Don’t you want to?”

“Don’t I want to?” Disbelief colored his voice. A hand fell to my waist as he pushed his hips forward, grinding against my rear in a way that had me aching all over again. “I want nothing more than to get inside of you and stay there.”

A shudder worked its way down my spine. “Then why aren’t you?”

He smoothed my hair off my cheek, tucking it back behind my ear. “I wanted to do that for you and I…well, I usually don’t do that with other girls.”

My stomach soured at the mention of other girls, but I ignored it. “Are you blushing?”

“No,” he huffed. “I don’t blush.”

“Uh-huh, must be the shadows, then.” I folded my arms across my chest. “So you don’t do that? Because it felt like you really had a lot of experience with that.”

He laughed again as he sat up, reaching for a blanket. He pulled it over us, tucking it around me. “I didn’t say I never did it.”

I considered that. There were a few girls over the years that he had hung out with for a while. I could imagine that he must’ve done that for them, but that still didn’t answer why he hadn’t gone further with me. I wished my brain would shut up because it was really starting to get on my nerves.

Kyler’s hand slid around my waist. “I want to, Syd. I really do. So don’t start filling your head up with bullshit. I just wanted to do that for you.” He paused, pressing his lips against my cheek. “And there’s the fact that the condoms are upstairs and walking is going to be difficult for me right now.”

I giggled, unable to help myself. “I’m on the pill.”

He groaned. “You’re so not helping.”

“You always use condoms, right? Please tell me you’ve used condoms.”

“I’ve never not used a condom.”

Relief washed over me. “So…”

“Syd, baby, you are killing me.”

I grinned as I rolled onto my back. “There’re other things I can do, you know. I’ve done other stuff.”

His chest rose sharply and he stilled. “You don’t owe it to me, Syd. That’s not why I did that.”