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“He might.”
“Hmm.” I tilt my head down and brush my cheek against hers, my stubble making a rustling sound over her smooth skin. “And in your dreams, does it feel this coarse? Or is it softer?”
She shivers. “It’s um … not quite that scratchy. I guess because the beard’s a little longer.”
“I see,” I reply, turning slightly so my breath fans over her neck. Then I step in and press my chest to her back, just firmly enough not to crush her belly against the sink. “You like it rough like this, though, don’t you?”
“Maybe,” she sighs.
“Don’t you want to know what it’s like?”
“Wha-what?”
“My beard burn on your face.” I move my left hand to cradle her hip, just as my lips brush her earlobe and my chin scrapes her jawline.
“I … it was just a silly dream,” she says breathlessly.
“Was it really a dream, Loren? Or have you been fantasizing about me?”
I move back as I tug on her hips, spinning her around to face me. Her lips part in surprise as she stares up at me, and I cup my hands around her lower back and pull her in closer.
“I wouldn’t mind if you have, you know,” I mumble, staring down at her mouth. “It’s only fair, since you’ve starred in all of my dreams for some time. In fact, I’m definitely imagining what it’d be like to kiss you right now.”
“And what’s stopping you from making it come true?” she asks, panting, and her forwardness catches me off guard.
“Only the ground rules,” I spit out awkwardly. “But there’s nothing saying you can’t kiss me first.”
She gulps and fists her hands in my T-shirt before she yanks me down to meet her, urgently pressing her lips to mine. I moan as I sweep my tongue over hers, so relieved and impatient for more at the same time. Then I grasp her backside and hoist her up over my hips so I can turn her and set her down on the counter.
But she pulls away as soon as her butt hits the cool stone. “Um, what’s happening here?”
“I don’t know,” I breathe, gripping the corners of the island in an attempt to restrain myself. “But Ireallyneed it to continue happening.”
I move my mouth down to her neck before she has the chance to clear her head, and she tilts her chin back for me. “I’m willing to just let this unfold if you are,” she mutters, and I laugh against her skin.
We kiss for a while longer, both of us seemingly lost in the act. Then I notice my hands venturing beneath her shirt, so I reluctantly pull away. Because somewhere in the farthest recesses of my brain, I remember that I need her to understand how I feel about her. And her current mood suggests I should start with the physical part, for once.
“Loren,” I begin, gazing into her half-lidded eyes. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. I know we can’t go any further right now, but one day, after the babies are born … and you’re ready … I would do anything to have you again.” I grind my hips into her, demonstrating my desperation, and she whimpers. “Anything,” I repeat.
“What if we … maybe I could just …” She reaches down between us to cup me, and I nearly sink my teeth into her shoulder as I groan at the feeling. She turns her head to look at me. “There’s no rule against me touching you, right?”
My hips seem to be involuntarily bucking up to meet her now. “Gah, Lo … I …” I squeeze my eyes closed and bite my lip, and I think I might combust when I hear her moan softly.
“You can add these damned gray sweatpants to that list,” she whispers, sliding her hand up and slipping her fingertips beneath the waistband.
But then I remember everything I’ve been telling myself, the way I’ve been working so hard to build that trust with her. “I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life. But I can’t,” I barely manage to choke out.
She stops, her body immediately stiffening with the sting of rejection. “It certainly feels like you can,” she says quietly.
“I don’t want anything one-sided. It could never be about gratification for me, especially not with you.”
“But I know it must be?—”
“Don’t you dare,” I cut her off. “My past doesn’t matter—nothing before you does. Wanting you so badly is what makes this so difficult, Loren. Especially because I wantallof you.”
She yanks me back in and shoves her tongue down my throat before I can continue, and I’m not sure whether I’m disappointed that she interrupted the big emotional proclamation I was working up to or just ridiculously turned on by the way she’s kissing me so desperately now.
I resolve not to push my luck when she surprises me by giggling into my mouth. Then she breaks away again and laughs harder.
