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Very much like when I had undressed him, my hands were shaking as I pushed my yoga pants over my hips and down my legs. Since I’d been home for a while, I had changed into more comfortable clothing as I’d waited for Killian to show up.
Next, I grabbed the hem of my t-shirt, then whipped it over my head, presenting him with my half-naked body. My bra and underwear didn’t match, but I didn’t care. The way that Killian was staring at me had me feeling like the sexiest lingerie model in history.
“The rest of it,” he growled insistently.
Taking the biggest leap of my life, I unfastened my bra before removing my panties, then I let Killian get a full, unobstructed, honest view of every scar on my body.
Chapter 18
Killian~
Posie Tinley was easily the most beautiful thing that I’d ever seen, and whether she realized it or not, those small, random, misplaced scars on her body made her just that more beautiful in my eyes. Nothing was more captivating than a woman’s strength. They were supposed to be the weaker sex, but anyone with any kind of common sense knew that they weren’t. Women endured in a way that men would never be able to. We might prevail physically and financially, but women were in a league all their own when it came to fighting through whatever life threw their way.
I saw a warrior standing before me, and I couldn’t even fucking tell her that.
So, instead, I said, “You’re fucking beautiful.” Posie opened her mouth to argue, but I couldn’t let her do that. “Don’t do that, Posie,” I told her. “Don’t tell me what it is that I see when I look at you. I know what I see when I look at you, so don’t treat me as if I don’t.”
Her whiskey-colored eyes started to shine, and if she started crying right now, I’d gather her up in my arms, hold her naked in them, and not say a fucking word. I’d just let her be because Posie didn’t need me to save her from herself. She just needed me to see her.
“Okay,” she whispered. “I…won’t.”
“Come here,” I instructed, and she didn’t fight me. She took the two steps that it took to be standing in front of me, in between my spread legs. “Can I kiss you?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
I leaned in and placed a kiss on her navel, and her skin tasted as inviting as I knew it would. I placed my hands on her hips, then began running my lips all over her stomach, and I praised Jesus when I heard her moan softly, her hands sinking into my hair.
“I can smell how much you want me,” I growled as my lips kept kissing her everywhere. “I need to taste you, baby.”
“Killian…” she whimpered, and that sounded like a victory if I’d ever heard one.
Wanting to see every bit of what we were about to do together, I didn’t dare pull back the covers to get underneath them. Instead, I moved my way up her bed until my head was on her pillows, my dick already starting to get hard again.
“What are you waiting for?” I asked. “I already told you what I wanted.”
Posie’s eyes flared, and I felt like my skin was too tight for my body with the way I watched her crawl onto the bed, then up my body. I had to fist my hands in the comforter again to keep from taking over, and it really was a testament to how much I wanted this to work out.
When Posie’s spread legs were positioned above my sternum, I could tell that she was hesitant. “On my face, baby,” I whispered persistently. “I need my tongue in that pussy.”
Her eyes flared again, but she didn’t disappoint. She moved up my body, grabbed the top of the headboard, then lowered her paradise right over my mouth.
Fuck.
Yeah.
My tongue flicked out just has my hands reached around to grab each plump globe, squeezing a handful as I finally got my first real taste of Posie Tinley. Her pussy tasted like the only one that I ever wanted to taste again, and her whimpers were the most seductive sounds that I’d ever heard. Posie was riding my face, and she didn’t seem at all bothered by the way that my hands were helping her along.
I let her control the movements, and when she was tired of teasing herself, she made sure that my tongue was focused on that sensitive nub of hers. I wanted to shove my fingers up her tight cunt, but I refrained, knowing that I was lucky as fuck to be getting this much out of her.
It wasn’t until her body jerked a little that I could tell that something had changed. We’d been pleasuring each other perfectly fine, so there was only one thing that I could think of that would cause her to lock up on me.
She’d been about to cum.
If I was right, then that answered my question about why she couldn’t cum. While Posie could experience pleasure during sex, guilt began to settle in if it got to be too much. Her memories should not allow her to enjoy something so exponentially. Sex should be satisfying, but not mind-blowing. It shouldn’t be so good that it made room for her to forget what had happened to her. To forget-even for just a second-what happened to her would cause a guilt too heavy for her soul to carry. It might imply that she’d gotten over it, and that was an impossibility.
“Show me what you like, baby,” I rasped against her wet flesh. I needed to keep her mind here with me. I couldn’t let her mind drift back to the past. I couldn’t let her ghosts ruin what this was supposed to be. “Show me where you want my tongue, Posie.”
Her hips were back in rhythm, but her whimpers sounded different. “Killian…”
