But it wasn’t the same with Kaylie and I hadn’t even slept with her yet. It wasn’t that I was less interested in what she wanted in bed than the girls from before because I absolutely wanted to know what excited her, where she liked to be touched, if she preferred sex soft and romantic or hard and fast. But underneath it all, I wanted to make her lose all control and trust me with her body. I had a feeling that with her it would be about trust, and I’d have to earn it before she was willing to give it to me.
I fiddled with the radio to give myself something else to focus on, anything but the thought of driving my cock deep inside her pussy. Luckily, the drive wasn’t a long one and we were back at her dorm pretty quickly. The sexual tension in the truck had almost had me pulling off to the side of the road to kiss her again. But if I wasn’t going to take her when we were alone in the cabin, I sure as shit wasn’t going to start something in the cab of my truck on the open road.
“You don’t have to walk me up,” I heard Kaylie say as I parked the truck.
“But I’m going to anyway. This was a date, remember? And a guy should walk his girl to the door at the end of a date. Now if this was a thank-you dinner, then it would be a totally different story. I’d drop your ass off right here,” I joked.
I enjoyed how her pretty brown eyes lit up when she found something I’d said funny. And the sight of her legs in that skirt and boots as she climbed out of my truck was hot. Add in that she was sweet and I pretty much had the perfect girl. Maybe that was why everything was so different with her—because I was getting to know her as a person instead of just a conquest. I couldn’t help but wonder how many of the girls I’d screwed could have been more than that and I just hadn’t noticed. Had I been so wrapped up in the idea of Lex that I’d missed out on other opportunities? Or was there something special about Kaylie?
We made it upstairs to her room while all those thoughts were rolling around my head, and I realized I was fucking up this opportunity by thinking too much. I opened the door to make sure Char was inside.
“Hey. Kaylie will be inside soon,” I said before closing it again. I pinned her up against the door and looked up and down the hallway to make sure nobody else was around. “I had a great time with you tonight, and I want to do this again soon. What do you think? Did I earn a third date with you?”
“I’m still not sure about counting breakfast at your mom’s as a first date, but yes, I’d like to go out with you again,” she answered.
“Soon?” I pushed.
She smiled shyly at my question. “Yes, Jackson. We can do something again soon.”
“Good. Now that I’ve got that out of the way,” I said as I leaned down to kiss her again.
“Hey!” she protested, putting her hand over my mouth. “I thought you said you didn’t trust yourself with me tonight.”
I nipped at her fingers so she’d remove her hand. “I don’t, but this is about as safe a place as it’s gonna get since Char is on the other side of this door and anyone could walk up at any minute and catch us. And it’s not like I can let our date end without a kiss.”
“Ah, so you’re going to kiss me so you don’t miss out on a dating ritual?”
“No”—I bent my head so I could whisper against her lips—“I’m going to kiss you because I can’t stop myself from doing it. Because I want my kiss to be what you think about when you go to sleep tonight. Because I want to be able to lick my lips and taste you when I’m going to sleep.”
“Jackson,” she sighed as her lips parted and her eyes closed, waiting for me to kiss her.
I didn’t make her wait long before I started to place small kisses in the corner of her mouth and then moved across to the other side to do the same there. I sucked on her bottom lip before sliding my tongue inside her mouth. My fingers slid up her neck, and I could feel her pulse beating wildly. I nudged her head back to trail kisses down her cheek and across her jaw. I licked at her pulse point and sucked gently, using all my willpower not to bite down and leave a mark.
“You’ve got be fucking kidding me!” someone shrieked from behind us. “Get a room! There’s one right behind you for God’s sake.”
Kaylie’s eyes popped open and she started to blush. And then she looked pissed when she realized that it was Sasha complaining about us kissing in the hall. “Really, Sasha? People in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.”
“And girls who are about to become Jackson’s latest one-night stand really don’t have any room to talk and shouldn’t advertise that fact in the fucking hallway!”