Free The Muse and the Fairy Tale (New Hampshire Bears #1) by Mary Smith Page B

rolling off his body. I slowly turned around and his green eyes were full of lust.
    “We’re not going out, are we?” My voice creaked and my breathing was erratic.
    He shook his head. “Not unless you don’t want me to take you to the bedroom.”
    I didn’t say a word. Instead, I kissed him. I wanted him to take me the bedroom. I’d shaved every inch of my body this morning in hopes having sex with him tonight.
    Our lips remained locked as Kyson picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. My first thought was he was going to hurt his back, but he didn’t complain or even grunt in pain.
    When he put my feet down, he undressed me, and his lips were so soft against my skin. I moaned and gasped as he took off my jeans. He laid me on the bed, and I watched him remove his clothes. He was beautiful. His thighs were large and muscular. His abs had definition; they weren’t like a body builder or anything, but they were certainly there.
    When he took off his boxer briefs, my mouth went dry. He was large and thick; and made me even wetter. My body hummed for him.
    True to our phone sex, he licked and sucked me until I was shaking with release and yelling his name. When he did slam into me, there was a stinging pain and then nothing but pleasure pulsed through me.
    “Come with me, Meadow,” Kyson demanded, still pounding into me.
    I didn’t believe he could command my orgasm, but him calling out my name again sent me spiraling and Kyson followed. We were both panting loudly, trying to catch our breath.
    When Kyson rolled off me, he took me with him, and I rested on his chest. I closed my eyes and fell into a restful sleep.

Chapter Twelve
    Kyson
     
    My arm was asleep, which woke me up. It took me a split second to remember I was still at Meadow’s.
    We’d had sex.
    Great sex.
    I glanced at her next to me. I carefully moved my arm, and she rolled onto her stomach, turning her face to me. I brushed a strand of a hair away from her cheek. The bed sheet was pooled around her hips, and she was naked. I ran my fingers softly down her spine. She squirmed, and a tiny smile played her lips.
    I eased out of the bed and thankfully found my underwear. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I sat down at the table and took a large gulp of water.
    I couldn’t believe we’d finally had sex. Meadow has been all I’ve thought about since our phone sex the other night, even with Angela texting me like mad.
    I’ve not answered any of them, but she has been begging me to call. I hadn’t because I didn’t want whatever drama she wanted to bring up. On the other hand, I wanted to know. I’d ask Kian, but I knew he’d tell me not to do it. Maybe Meadow could weigh in on it.
    Real smart, Kyson. Ask the girl you like, and just fucked, if you should call your ex-girlfriend.
    “You okay?”
    I turned to see Meadow standing in the doorway.
    “I’m great,” I beamed, forgetting about Angela. “How are you feeling?”
    “Sore, but amazing.” She strolled over to me, and I pulled her into my lap. She had on my t-shirt and her underwear.
    “Are you hungry?” Meadow stroked my cheek, running her fingernails over my stubble.
    “Famished.” I really was; I’d not eaten since yesterday afternoon.
    “We could get cleaned up and head over to Red Arrow Diner.”
    “Sounds like a plan. Maybe we could jump into the shower together.”
    Meadow laughed. “We’re not having sex in the shower.”
    “Why not?”
    “Because shower sex is never like it is in the books. In reality, one person is freezing and the other person is all cramped up under the showerhead. Secondly, you can’t bang me against the wall because my back will be cold, and you can’t lift me.”
    “Why?”
    “Because I’ll be worried you’ll slip and drop me.”
    “So, I’ll put your leg over my hip or shoulder,” I countered.
    “What am I? A gymnast? If you lift my leg that high, I’ll either get a leg cramp or break my hip.”
    My laughter