snaked around her waist and her yanked her back onto the mattress. His sleep rudely interrupted by Kaylie’s body landing, Beans growled and launched himself off the bed. Kaylie decided he was a traitor and no more treats in his immediate future.
She shoved at Jake’s arm. “Let go, Jake. I’m pissed and I don’t particularly want you to hold me right now.”
He just chuckled and threw his thigh across hers, trapping her under him. “C’mon, Kaylie, lay here with me for a little while. It’s not even seven yet.”
Kaylie grew still, a sharp little dart of pain lodging itself in her chest. She had forgotten how much Jake liked to snuggle. Well, she made herself forget. It was one of the things she missed most about him. He was openly affectionate, whether they were alone or in public, nothing overt, just holding hands, snuggling on the couch, a small kiss every now and again. Damn if she didn’t miss that. Very few of the men she dated over the last few years touched her just to have contact. Even less of them wanted to cuddle if they slept over.
Now, Jake was here and he was acting like the Jake she knew six years ago; affectionate, sweet, and exasperating. Kaylie stared at him for a few moments until his grin faded.
“What are you doing here, Jake?” she asked.
Jake lifted her arm and tucked it around his waist, trapping it under his own elbow. “Holding you.”
She frowned at him. “You know exactly what I mean and that wasn’t it.”
He sighed. “ Kaylie, at this moment, I just want to hold you. If it’s okay with you, can we talk about this later?”
Slowly, she nodded and settled into the curve of his body. For a while, she just enjoyed the feel of his skin against her cheek and the way he smelled. Even first thing in the morning, before a shower, Jake smelled good. Soon it wasn’t enough, so Kaylie trailed her fingers of the skin of his back. While Jake wasn’t as brawny as her brother, Kevin, he kept himself in good shape for work. She loved the supple feel of his muscles under her fingers.
It wasn’t until Jake shifted his hips against hers and Kaylie felt his erection that she remembered it had been way too long since she had sex. Over a year in fact. Kaylie shifted closer, sliding her thigh between his.
Suddenly, his mouth was on hers. She wasn’t sure if she kissed him or the other way around, but it was beautiful. It felt new and familiar all at once. Jake still smelled the same but he felt larger, broader than he had years before. The way he kissed her was different too. Six years ago, his kisses had been wonderful ; enough to make her light headed, but still gentle, sweet. Now, he was nipping at her lips and sliding his tongue against hers as though he wanted to taste every part of her mouth. It wasn’t wonderful, it was spectacular and she wanted more.
Kaylie pressed her body into Jake’s and pushed until he rolled onto his back. He pulled her with him so she stayed stretched across his torso. Kaylie ran her hands over his shoulders and chest. Jake ran his hands across her waist and hips and Kaylie squirmed. His fingertips were rougher than she remembered when they skated under her camisole. She shivered. Kaylie let him push her torso away slightly as he stripped her camisole off.
Suddenly they were skin to skin and she moaned. Jake rolled them and Kaylie’s legs opened to cradle his hips. She realized all he was wearing were a pair of snug boxer briefs. Her hips rolled against his and Jake hissed. His mouth left hers and moved down to her breasts. As his lips closed over her nipple, Kaylie arched her back, digging her hands into his hair.
“Oh my God,” she gasped.
Their sex life six years ago had been good. Jake had been attentive and made sure she came every time, but they had been young and sometimes clumsy. Now, Kaylie felt like she was going up in flames. It was beyond