Eileen's POV
"I can smell your arousal Kyle" I managed to say between my quiet gasps.
"I smell yours as well, love."
The word left his mouth swift and hard. He didn't even have to think about it. He was certain. A man of his word. A man of honor.
"You're lucky you're wearing pants today," Kyle hoarsely said against my neck. "Go."
I got to her feet. His dark and heated stare followed my every action. Then, I kicked off my pants and discarded them to the ground. Immediately, his expression became dim. His eyes greedily took in everything. His hot stare licked at my thighs, from my knees to my panties.
I felt a persistent ache in between my thighs. I could've sworn I felt a pulse too.
"Come."
A quiet command. A gruff voice. Yet, I obliged.
I walked to him, but he
