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Kiss It Better 3 - Kyle.
Waverly high-tails away from me across the bar, her golden ponytail swishing behind her. She’s in a sage green dress tonight, the fabric dancing around her thighs, while leather boots cling to her calves.My nostrils flare as I watch her leave, sucking in a sharp breath. Why is it always so hard to watch that young woman walk away from me? Why does it feel so wrong?She’s too young for you, asshole, a voice mutters in my head. It’s my voice, because I’ve been telling myself the same thing for months. It’s been one hell of a long, frustrating summer.But Waverly is too young, too sweet, too shy, too everything for a cranky old bastard like me to be panting after her. Better to not go there, to not let my thoughts stray in that direction, because if I get caught up in thoughts of Waverly flushed and begging on her knees, blue eyes wide, her ponytail wrapped around my fist—Shit.Now I’m sporting wood in my own damn bar.The locals lounge in their regular booths, surrounded by half-empty
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 4 - Kyle.
My own eyes glower back at me, my gaze harsh and unwavering from the page. It’s a portrait from the shoulders up, shelves of bottles blurring behind me in the background, and it’s drawn in such painstaking detail that a loud buzzing sound fills my brain.Because… my stubble. My mouth. That tiny scar notched in my earlobe, from a stray fishing hook when I was a boy. The tired lines at the corners of my eyes. It’s all there, every last detail of me—like looking in a mirror, except more flattering somehow.When did Waverly look at me so closely? When did she stare long enough to draw this? And did she like what she saw?Guilt twists my gut, but I’m in too deep to stop now. Screw my eternal soul; screw the last shreds of my restraint. Tossing a glance at the bathroom door, I flip back to the very first page of the sketchbook and start working my way through.There’s the bar from outside, set against the forest and mountains.Then Maria and Tess, laughing together in their matching black p
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 5 - Waverly.
I’m less alive when I’m not at Kyle’s bar. Less substantial, somehow. Like a strong gust of wind might blow me away, atom by atom, until I fade like an old picture in the sun.Everything else is a blur. Running errands, cooking meals on the hot plate in my tiny rented room, drawing commissions to keep some money trickling in—nothing holds my full attention. Not anymore. Not since him. I stumble through my days in a trance, mind elsewhere, until night falls and I can finally slip through the doorway at Kyle’s.Then: noises are full and rich again, pressing against my ear drums. The heat and humidity tickles my skin, and the taste of whiskey mists the air.I’m here at last, rooted in my body, fully alive once more as I slip through the crowds of drinkers to find a good spot to sketch. When I glance at Kyle’s closed office door, a knot in my chest loosens.Because—it’s okay. The boss here didn’t see my sketches last night; my cover isn’t blown. I haven’t ruined everything with one coward
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 6 - Waverly.
Sitting in this corner, perched on a tall stool with my sketchbook and lemonade crammed together on a small table, I have a perfect view of Kyle’s office door. Sounds good, right?Nope.It’s distracting as hell. Every time there’s a flash of movement in the corner of my eye, every time the volume of chatter dips, even for a split second, my chin jerks up and I stare at that door, my sketchbook forgotten.That squirmy, restless feeling churns in my stomach. I shift on my stool, my lilac t-shirt dress sticking to my back from sweat, and stare at that closed door with dry eyes, desperate for a single glimpse.It’s never him. Kyle may not even be here tonight, but I’m on high alert anyways, struggling to sink into my drawing like I normally do. Guess I’m still on edge after yesterday’s close call.Flipping to a new page, I gaze down at the snowy blank sheet of paper and try to picture something new to draw; try to imagine the angles, the layout, the style. And I’m surrounded by interestin
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 7 - Kyle.
In hindsight, I should’ve worn a better shirt. If I planned to make this gamble, if I meant to challenge Waverly to draw me tonight, I should’ve spruced myself up a bit first.Instead I’m the same careworn bastard that I always am, with a faded shirt and in need of a shave—and now I can’t stop glancing at my own reflection in the dark office window, tugging at my collar as I fight wave after wave of unease.It seemed like such a genius brainwave out there, to suggest this to Waverly. Seemed right.Now I feel like a prize jackass. Why on earth would a sweet little thing like Waverly want to hang around after hours to draw me?“Prick,” I mutter, dragging my attention away from the warped, ghoulish reflection in the window, back to the financial spreadsheets on my computer screen. Christ, this view is no better. Groaning, I scrub a palm down my face, then force myself back to work.Oh, the bar’s finances are just fine. We had a bumper summer, but still.I’m not built to sit in squeaky de
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 8 - Kyle.
Country music seeps from the wall speakers, the volume turned way down, and without all the crowds laughing and sweating in here, the temperature’s dropping fast. It’s like that at night in the mountains—we go from a hot, sweaty day to a frosty night with barely any warning. My little artist has goosebumps forming on her arms, and as she sharpens her pencil she suppresses a shiver.Floorboards rattle under my boots as I stride to Waverly’s stool from earlier in the corner. Her sweater is slung across the stool, both sleeves dangling toward the floor. It’s a soft wool knit, the color of morning mist, and it’s delicate in my hands.I’m careful as I bring it back to the booth, cradling it like something precious.“Here.” Waverly blushes pink when I offer it to her. “Don’t catch a chill.”Her blonde hair gets all mussed up as she pulls the sweater on, fuzzing out of her ponytail. Fuck, I want to pet that hair. Want to feel those silky strands slipping between my fingers; want to wrap her
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 9 - Waverly.
“Oof.”That’s the noise Kyle makes when I barrel into his torso, flinging myself like an eager sack of potatoes into his lap. My elbow thumps against the table, sending shock waves throbbing through my funny bone, but for once I barely feel the pain.I’m too busy scrabbling closer, arms winding around the bar boss’s neck; too busy wedging my knees on either side of his hips. Yes. It’s cramped and awkward and a little uncomfortable in this booth, but there’s no place in the world I’d rather be.“Jesus,” Kyle says, his strong arms wrapping around me and crushing me close. “Okay, so this is happening.”Hell yeah it is.And maybe I’ve been shy and cautious and so freaking careful all my life, tip-toeing through the world, but I don’t feel shy right now. Not since settling my ass in Kyle’s lap and finding him rock hard in those faded old jeans. Not with his strong, callused hands roaming over my waist, my sides, my shoulder blades—then down to squeeze my ass.He wants me too.My breath hit
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-25Kiss It Better 10 - Kyle.
It takes some asking around, some raised eyebrows and pointed questions from nosy shopkeepers, but I figure out where Waverly’s staying first thing in the morning. A headache squeezes my skull as I stomp down a Starlight Ridge’s side street to her hostel, every inch of me tired from a night with no sleep.Well, how could I ever hope to sleep after Waverly left things the way she did? She fled from me in the night with no explanation, shock and misery etched on her beautiful face. Of course I’m fucking haunted.“Ass,” I mutter, prowling down the sidewalk. If kicking myself were an Olympic sport, this morning I’d win gold.But I was so sure she was into it. Hell, Waverly started it all, first by licking my thumb, then by throwing herself into my lap and shivering with pleasure under my touch.That’s what I don’t get. She unbuttoned my shirt; she ground down on my cock like she owned it—believe me, I’ve replayed the night’s events over and over in my brain, examining it from all angles,
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Kiss It Better 31 - Zarina.
I love everything about our little seaside village of Ferragudo, but it’s especially magical in the early hours of the morning, when only the fish and the birds are awake. I love coming out onto our deck to observe the calm, quiet world. Usually, I can even manage to get a good page or two written before the kids wake up.I curl my hands around my mug of coffee, the tendrils of steam evaporating into the cool air, and smile before taking a sip. The last ten years have been better than anything I could have ever hoped for. Finn and I had the most beautiful wedding right here on the beach, just a few miles away from where we now live.The ceremony was small and intimate and absolutely perfect. Finn cried, and yeah, I was a blubbering mess by the end as well. Standing there next to him, peering into those deep brown eyes while the waves tickled my feet was one of the greatest moments of my life. I finally felt like I was right where I belonged, with someone who wanted me as much as I wan
Kiss It Better 30 - Finn.
Zarina slumps over the balcony as I pull out of her, our combined releases dripping down her thighs. Jesus, I’m almost ready to go again at the sight. Spinning her around, I scoop my woman up in my arms and carry her to my bed, ridding her of her clothes before stripping down and crawling in beside her.She snuggles up next to me and I wrap an arm around her, tucking her closer into my side. “I love you so damn much,” I whisper into the top of her head. She sighs so sweetly, her breath tickling my bare chest.“I love you, too. Thank you.”“For what?”Zarina props herself up on her elbow, looking down at me. “For...everything. I...I don’t know how to explain it. Like your letter said, we haven’t known each other that long, but in a way, we have. I know you. I feel you right here,” she whispers, placing my hand over her heart. I slide it up her chest and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, drawing her down for another kiss.“I feel you, too,” I murmur against her lips.“Did...d
Kiss It Better 29 - Finn.
Twenty minutes later, we're pulling up to my apartment. I've traveled from city to city and country to country over the last nineteen years, but this little apartment has served as home base in between gigs. I want something so much grander for my wife-to-be, but this will have to do for now.“It’s beautiful,” Zarina whispers as I help her out of the cab. The building itself is painted white, matching the other homes and buildings here in Ferragudo, Portugal. The seaside town is quite breathtaking and picturesque with boats adorning the shores and whitewashed homes dotting the skyline.“You’re beautiful,” I say with a grin when she rolls her eyes. “Now let’s get inside before I lose my mind.”I drag my Zarina through the lobby of the apartment building, almost forgetting her damn luggage again. She giggles and spins around in my arms once we step inside the elevator, getting up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss. I wrap my arms around her and haul her into my chest, groaning when I feel
Kiss It Better 28 - Finn.
I wipe a sweaty palm on my jeans and tighten my hold on the bouquet of wildflowers I gathered from one of my favorite parks overlooking the ocean. The plane should be landing any minute now, and I pray to every god I can think of that my babygirl is on it.These last three days have been absolute misery without her. I knew Darren would be upset, but I underestimated his temper, as well as his connections. After we gave our statements about what happened in the hotel room, Darren talked to the officers and apparently greased the wheels to have me fucking deported.After an arduous and humiliating journey back to Portugal in cuffs, I spent the night in a holding cell. I was released yesterday when they realized the charges were bogus, but TSA took my passport, so there was no way to hop on the next plane back to New York.And God, that’s all I’ve wanted to do. I won’t rest until Zarina is in my arms again. I need to hold her, to look at her sharp, beautiful eyes and tell her I love her.
Kiss It Better 27 - Zarina.
Over and over, picture after picture, Finn poured his heart out to me. That day at the farmers market he told me he communicated better with photos, but I think his words are just as powerful.Underneath the pile of photos, I see a letter folded up. I reach for it, handling it like a sacred document. To me, it is. Something falls out of the letter when I unfold it. Picking up the scrap of paper, I gasp when I see it’s a plane ticket to Portugal. My name is at the top, along with tomorrow’s date. Was this his plan all along? Was he going to bring me back to Portugal with him?I set the ticket down on the bed and reach for the letter again, hoping to find the answers to my questions.Zarina, my beautiful babygirl,I love every moment of every day with you. Everything you do is enchanting. Magical. I didn’t know what was missing in my life until you flashed those eyes at me and challenged me for control.We haven’t known each other long, but at the same time, my soul knows yours. You fee
Kiss It Better 26 - Zarina.
Three days. It’s been three days since Miriam hauled me out of the hotel. Three days since Finn made love to me. Three days since my heart was healed and then shattered.Where is he? What happened? Finn told me he loved me, but the doubts are starting to creep in.That first day, I collapsed on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I was so certain I would wake up next to my Daddy, but when I blinked my swollen eyes open, I was alone, just like I always am. I barely left my room the second day, only venturing out into the house to use the bathroom or grab something to eat.My father won’t even look at me. He’s hardly spoken ten words to me in the last few days. All I know is that he and Miriam got a call when they landed in Bora Bora from someone who saw Finn kissing me at the wedding. According to Miriam, I ruined her wedding and made a fool out of myself and my family.Last night, my dad told me he set up an interview with the dean of NYU next week to discuss my schedule for the fall. M
Kiss It Better 25 - Finn.
I feel her pussy knot around my shaft, squeezing me so damn tight it hurts in the best way. Zarina inhales a sharp breath as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body. She claws at my back, ripping my skin open, making me roar my release and fill her with my seed. I come so damn hard I feel like I might pass out.“Breathe,” I say to myself as much as her.Zarina gasps for air and clings to me as her body trembles with the last of her orgasm. I slide her down my body and hold her close, kissing the top of her head.When we both have somewhat recovered, I step back and pour body wash into my hands before rubbing it over the dips and curves of her body. Zarina leans into me for support, making me smile at how thoroughly fucked and sated she is right now. When I’m done, she soaps me up and places a sweet kiss over my heart.I cup her face and kiss her deeply, passionately, but slowly. One drugging kiss leads to another and another, and before I know it, I’m spinning her around and placi
Kiss It Better 24 - Finn.
I strip out of what little clothes I have left on and then practically tear Zarina’s dress off of her, leaving her in a matching bra and panty set.“Hey!” she shrieks and then giggles. “Be careful! I don’t want you ruining another dress of mine.”I kiss her neck, needing my lips to be on some part of her body right this goddamn second. “I’ll buy you a new one,” I grunt, biting and kissing her again.I slide my hands down her body, gripping her thighs and lifting her gorgeous, curvy body up into my arms. She gasps and hooks her ankles behind my back. I growl and kiss down her neck as she arches her back and presses her body into mine.“Fuck, I need you,” I grunt before nipping at the sensitive skin below her ear.“I’m yours, Daddy,” she pants, rubbing her hot little pussy over my stomach letting me know she needs me, too.“Take a shower with me.” It’s not a question, it’s a command.She nods her head and twists her fingers in my hair, pulling me in for another kiss.I carry her into th
Kiss It Better 23 - Finn.
We walk silently through the market and take a cab back to the house, where I direct Zarina to pack an overnight bag. The sassy little smirk she gives me nearly has me tossing her on her bed and burying my cock between her pouty lips, but I manage to restrain myself.Once we’re packed up, I order an Uber to Four Seasons, ready to show my little love everything she’s asking for. Zarina smiles at me and snuggles into my side, content to let me take care of every little detail.My chest swells up with pride when I step out of the car and hold my hand out for my babygirl. She doesn’t hesitate to take my hand and let me lead her through the opulent lobby and onto the private elevator. I love that she trusts me like this. As soon as the doors shut, I slide my hands down her body and grip her hips, pulling her back against my front.She moans softly, melting into me as I trail kisses up and down her neck. My hands roam up her generous curves until I’m cupping her breasts. Zarina gasps and th
