Noah

Kylie’s been quiet ever since we sat down to dinner. Richard’s asleep and the monitor’s on the table. We’re supposed to be watching a movie. I put on some chick flick thinking that she’ll like it, and Kylie’s head’s on my lap.

I can’t concentrate because I want her so badly. She’s been recording all day, and I’ve been at the ranch. I’m not sure if she’s in the mood.

I move her head up by delicately touching it in case she’s watching the movie.

Silence.

She doesn’t protest or say anything.

She lifts her head up, and she’s staring into my eyes.

“Kylie?”

Her breathing quickens as I pull her close and kiss her gently. I’m expecting her to say something, anything, to tell me to stop. I want to rip her clothes off, but I know that she wants something else from me. She’s kissing me back gently, and then I part her mouth with my tongue. I’m teasing, waiting for her to tell me to stop if she’s not in the mood. She's saying nothing as I inhale her sweet citrus fragrance. It starts to get m