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“I’m sorry,” Kane whispered.
With an effort, I pulled myself back into the moment. I had just kissed him for the first time, and now I was throwing all my baggage at him. No wonder I was a virgin. Normal people didn’t react to expressions of interest with overshares like that.
“Sorry, um, I’m sure you feel the same way. When did you lose your father?” I asked.
Kane winced and rubbed a hand over his face.
“I don’t feel like I ever had one.”
The pain in his voice spoke to something in me. Without thinking, I closed the distance between us and re-initiated our kiss. He took control with a groan, licking at the seam of my lips, asking me to open for him. His tongue tasted like mint, and I imagined him standing in front of his mirror in a towel, brushing his teeth in preparation for the night out. I wasn’t sure why the image excited me so much, but I needed more. Without breaking our connection, I threw a knee over his hips and straddled him, trying to get closer as his hands ran up and down my back in encouragement. This was right. It felt good. Kane broke our kiss this time, his lips brushing across my jaw and down my throat. My head fell back as I arched into his touch. I was burning. His hands gripped my hips firmly as I began to rock, trying to ease the ache blooming between my thighs.
“Darcy,” he choked out.
“Kane,” I answered on a moan. I could feel him harden under me, and I was finally getting the friction I needed. His grip tightened.
“Darcy, if you keep that up, we’re going to have a huge mess.”
When I took a moment to look at him, I realized his jaw was tight, his face red.
“Sorry,” I said, my cheeks burning. I’d been so caught up in the moment I hadn’t noticed his discomfort. Twisting to crawl away from him, I found myself unable to move.
“Don’t.” His hips rolled beneath me, and I whimpered as he held me in place.
“I don’t want to stop,” I whispered.
“Neither do I,” he replied, and as though helpless to resist, pressed his lips to mine once more. This kiss was slower, more intimate, as Kane rolled us so that I lay beneath him. He played idly with the hem of my dress before inching his fingers up my thigh. I wriggled, urging him to move to where I ached, but he paused.
“Have you had anything to drink tonight? Before I found you?”
I frowned.
“No, I’d only just got here. Why?”
He shrugged. “Just making sure. Do you want this? Do you want me?”
I hooked a hand behind his neck and pulled him down into an enthusiastic kiss.
He broke away with a grin.
“I’m going to need to hear the words, Rowsthorn.”
In the failing light, he was a dark shadow above me. Except for his eyes. They glinted with a light that begged me to accept him. To want him. I knew that feeling of searching for something to fill the void. I couldn’t promise forever, but I wanted to give him right now.
“Yes. I want you.”
In the next breath, he claimed my mouth simultaneously tracing the leg of my panties. Groaning, I arched my hips, demanding he go further. He grinned against my mouth as he finally moved the fabric aside and ran his fingers along the length of my seam. I hissed in delight at the feeling he evoked as he rubbed gently before pushing a single finger into my pussy. It felt different when it wasn’t my own hand, and I whimpered as he inserted a second finger—pumping, stroking—before moving up to circle my clit.
He took his time, murmuring words of praise as he worked me higher.
So tight. So wet. Mine now.
I wouldn’t admit I liked the way he claimed me. His erection was a heavy weight on my thigh as he focused completely on my pleasure. I wanted to touch it, but the warmth building in my core stole my attention. I lurched up, biting his shoulder to smother my scream as I shuddered through wave after wave of climax. He held me against him, waiting me out before lowering me gently back to the ground.
“You okay?” he asked, his teeth glinting in the light of the rising moon.
“You look very satisfied with yourself,” I said with a small smile.
“You’re beautiful.”
