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My breath hitches, my pulse racing.
We stare at each other, the music from the Rowdy Tractor bumping behind us.
I’ve waited for this moment—this man—for years.
“I love you too.” The words fall from my lips, emotions I’ve kept locked up for over a decade bubbling to the surface.
King leans forward, touching his lips lightly to mine. So soft, so gentle, it almost feels like a dream. I melt into him, opening my mouth to his, and he slips his tongue in. Tasting me, claiming me.
“I want you,” I whisper, my voice almost swallowed by our hungry kisses.
“I want you too. I’ve always wanted you.” He inches his face away from mine, tipping my chin up. “I want only you.”
My heart stutters, hot tears pricking at the corners of my eyes.
I never thought I’d hear those words again. And it’s better than I even imagined.
Winding my hands around his waist, I gaze up at him through lowered lashes.
“Take me, I’m yours.”
24
JULIET
King wastes no time ushering me into the truck and driving us back to the Grove. We take the stairs as quickly as we can, the bedroom door creaking as we enter our room.
“Damn, that thing still needs more WD-40,” King grumbles, kicking the door shut behind us. He’s already backing us up to the bed, undressing me as he goes. By the time we make it across the room, my shirt is off and my jeans are halfway down my legs. He pushes me gently onto the bed, pulling the denim fully off before dropping onto his knees and sucking at my clit through the thin silk of my panties.
Twining my fingers in his hair, I bite down on my lip to stifle a moan. I’m not sure how soundproof these old walls are, and I don’t want Liz and Murphy to hear us. King applies more pressure, then hooks his thumbs in the sides of my panties and eases the fabric down. He kisses up and down my thighs, shivers of pleasure skittering over my heated skin, before sliding his tongue inside me.
“You taste so fucking good, Jules.” The vibrations from his voice send me into overdrive, and my lower body clenches and tightens.
I keep biting my lip, my hands moving from his head down to his shoulders. Kneading his tight muscles, trying to release the knotty tension there. I tease his shirt from his jeans, pulling him up so we’re face-to-face. He undoes his jeans, both of us eager. We’re naked in under a minute, his body hovering over mine. Heat shimmers between us, the air charged with want.
Moonlight filters through the window, catching the few strands of silver in his hair. The man is gorgeous, even more so now that he’s older, every muscle in his torso chiseled.
“What?” King peers down at me, a brow raised.
“You’re the same.” My fingers trace over his broad chest, tiptoe over his abs. “But better.”
“I don’t know about that?—”
“Shh.” I put my finger over his lips, then lean up and kiss him. “You are. So strong, so capable. But not a boy anymore.”
“Definitely not a boy.” He presses against me, his thick cock rock hard on my thigh.
“You’re so beautiful.”
King caresses my face, tracing over my cheekbone, my jaw, the bow of my lips. I suck his thumb into my mouth, swirl my tongue over the rough callus, never breaking eye contact. Watching as his pupils darken with desire. Groaning, he hardens further as I suck him in deeper.
He surprises me, depressing my tongue and forcing my mouth open before slamming his lips to mine. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him into me as he claims my mouth.
Hungry. Greedy. Like he’ll never get enough of me.
He ravages my mouth, and I taste myself on his tongue as he slides in and out. Licking, sucking, nipping down the column of my neck. Pleasure skitters through me, my nipples diamond sharp against his chest. Palming my breasts, King caresses the smooth skin, moving round and round in circles until I’m panting with need. Pinching the rosy points until I squirm beneath him, then releasing, blood rushing back to the surface.
I’m so wet, the throbbing between my legs almost painful.
