Never thought it’d be something I’d think—how I loved his dick—but I did.

Smiling, I shook my head. “Like you exactly the way you are, Kylo.”

He nodded. “Okay. All right. Then yeah, we’re doin’ this.” He nodded again. “There, it’s out in the open. We’re datin’.” Even though he’d said it, he still looked at me to make sure it was certain.

“We are. Now get your ass over here and kiss me,” I ordered.

“How about you come to me?” He crossed his arms over his chest.

I stood, walked around the coffee table, tagged the back of his head, and tugged him into me where he had to brace his hands on my stomach.

“Like you, lover,” I told him, my tone throatier than usual.

His hands shifted down to dip under my tee and slide up, running them over my skin, causing me to shiver just from his touch. “Like you too, Zion.”

I kissed the corner of his mouth. “Glad to hear it, lover.” With another kissed pressed into the corner of his mouth, I felt him smile. I pulled back and asked, “What?”

“I just can’t fuckin’ believe this is where I am with you.”

I cocked my head to the side. “What do you mean?”

His arms curled around my waist and he dropped his forehead to my shoulder. “I’m in your house, arms, and it seems like you enjoy my touch.” I hummed under my breath and waited for more. He shook his head and snorted. “I had the biggest crush on you when I first started comin’ around the compound more.” He lifted his head, his cheeks tinted pink while I stilled from shock.

“Serious?”

“Fuck yeah, always thought you were hot. But I pushed it away because it was stupid. You were straight.”

“Well, fuck. I’d always thought you were good-lookin’, but my eyes didn’t open until you were cocky and braggin’ about how good you were at giving head. I had to test it out. I wanted your mouth on me so damn bad.”

His hands cupped my ass and he pulled me into him where I felt his hardness, which matched mine. “And I wanted to suck you off so damn bad. Glad you were stubborn.”

I grinned. “So am I.”

We both leaned into each other. The kiss started out sweet and exploring, but when Kylo gripped my ass tightly, it grew into something hotter and heavier. I sucked on his tongue and then nibbled on his bottom lip, dragging out a low moan from his lips.

“Bedroom, now,” he ordered.

“Soon,” I said, then kissed him again until Kylo picked me up like I was some damsel, which I didn’t mind too much, and carried me into my bedroom. He set me on my feet. “That was damn hot,” I told him.

“Shut up. It was not,” he said as he helped me out of my tee.

“It damn was,” I demanded. He still didn’t see how he got me going. It wasn’t just his looks, but his actions, his timidness, his passion, his aggression. Everything.