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Tyler moves his mouth as he gawks at me, but no words come out.
Ten seconds go by. He closes his eyes and shakes his head.
He stares at me. “You look fucking incredible.”
A surprised laugh falls from my mouth. That self-consciousness starts to melt away.
I fold my hands in front of me. “I’m in my underwear,” I mumble.
Tyler licks his lips and takes two steps forward. “Yeah. You are.”
I bite my lip, taking in the hungry expression on his face. He’s looking at me like he wants to devour me.
Goosebumps fly across my skin. My nipples harden underneath my bra. That pulse between my legs reappears.
“You’re wearing a suit.” I let out a breath. “You look really, really good.” I glance down at his crotch. “Those pants fit a lot better than the ones in the picture Theo texted us.”
The corner of his mouth hooks up. “You didn’t like those pants?”
“No, I did. You look good in anything.”
His tan skin turns rosy at my compliment. “You didn’t reply to the group text so I figured you weren’t impressed.”
“Oh, I was impressed. Very impressed. I was so impressed I was speechless.”
That half-smile turns shy and the blush on his cheeks intensifies, like he’s flattered at what I’ve said. I feel a sudden burst of pride that my words mean so much to this beautiful man.
He moves toward me. “I don’t want to talk about how I look anymore.”
He stops when he’s less than a foot from me.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“Gage wanted me to drop off some earrings to Becca,” he says before scooping my hand in his.
For a second, he stills. His eyes turn shy as he looks at me. “Is this okay? That I’m here? Touching you like this?”
I grin. “Of course it’s okay.”
My heart races. I think about how we were in this exact same position the other night when we almost kissed: standing close together, my hand in his, our breaths ragged, looking at each other’s mouths…
My entire body is buzzing, aching with need.
I think about how badly I wanted to kiss Tyler that night…how good it felt to finally kiss him last night…how badly I want to kiss him again…
And then I realize nothing is stopping us.
I grab his face in my hand and crash my mouth against his.
He moans as he kisses me back. We don’t waste any time teasing. Our tongues are filthy and rabid.
Tyler’s massive hands squeeze my waist before gently skimming up my torso.
“Fuck, Tori. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to kiss you like this?” he rasps.
“Since last night?” I say in a breathy voice.
He chuckles. “Way, way longer.”
