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He groaned. “Sweet Jesus.” He grabbed the bottom edge of my shirt. “Arms.” I raised my arms and he pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it on the floor. Reaching around me, he undid my bra. It slipped from my shoulders and he tossed it on the floor, too.
His eyes were no longer on my face, but on my body and it was heated. I’d never had anyone look at me like that. So intense and with this unadulterated desire.
“Going to taste you before I sink my cock into you.” His hands went to my hips and he slid my pants off. He shifted to his knees above me as he dragged them down my thighs, past my calves, off my feet, and threw them aside. His hands glided back up my legs to the thin straps of my pink lace panties.
“Didn’t picture you in pink, babe.” He lowered his head and placed a kiss right above the pink bow in the center of my panties, causing an intense clench between my legs then tweaks and tingles. God, there were so many sensations going through me right now that I wondered if this was normal.
His head lifted. “Not normal,” he said. He’d read my thoughts and I noticed all my shields were down. “Scars feel emotions and sensations stronger than humans, but this is more.” With one yank, he tore my panties from me.
My mouth dropped open. “You don’t like pink?”
“Fuck, no. But I like pink on you. I like any color on you. But I like you naked better.” He shuffled down the bed. “Open your legs, baby.”
I did.
“Wider.” He had his hands on my inner thighs.
I was breathing hard and the tweaks, whooshes, and whatever else went haywire. “Kilter.”
He was on his stomach between my legs, heated eyes on me, and his mouth inches away from my throbbing sex. He slid a finger through my wetness and I arched into him. “Just the way I like you, hot and fuckin’ wet as hell.”
I no longer paid attention to what he said. I couldn’t. I closed my eyes and gripped the pillow on either side of my head, fingers curling into it. “Oh, God,” I murmured when his heated breath wafted over me and his finger circled my clit, slow and gentle, barely touching me.
“Beautiful. So fuckin’ beautiful.” He slid his finger down me again and lifted it to his mouth. The tip glistened—with me. He put it in his mouth and sucked. “And you taste amazing.”
It was hot watching him taste me like that. Seeing the desire in his eyes. Feeling his need.
He lowered his head and his tongue took the place of his finger, and I gasped, lifting my hips, but his hand on my abdomen kept me in place.
Holy shit. Flares set off inside me. There was a strange pressure as if something was building inside me.
His tongue flicked over my clit, and then he suckled. “Jesus,” I gasped as the building increased and teetered on the edge of…something. I didn’t know, but I wanted to fall. God, I wanted to fall and keep falling.
He licked and teased, and then his finger circled my opening and I tried to push down onto him, but he wouldn’t let me. “Kilter. Please.”
“Wait, baby.” His finger moved back up me then to the spot that throbbed and pulsed. He circled faster, harder. When I felt as if I was going to break apart into a million pieces, he moved up my body and his mouth found mine.
“Want to kiss you when you come,” he said. Then his finger continued to tease me, the tweaks becoming intense twinges as everything tightened inside me.
Kilter’s mouth crushed mine when I screamed as wave after wave exploded. Over and over again until my entire body shook and quivered beneath him.
Holy crap.
Twitches pulsed as I slowly landed on what was like a bed of rose petals. Sweet. Beautiful. Velvet. It reminded me of velvet.
There were no words.
Now I knew why he kissed me. He was keeping everyone in the house from hearing my scream.
He pulled back. “Something special,” he murmured, and I think it was more to himself than to me.
He was right; it was special. It had been from the beginning. And now I wanted him inside me and I was feeling brave. “You going to take your jeans off now and fuck me?”
He huffed, but there was a mild twitch at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, I can do that.” He came to his knees, shifted to the edge of the bed, and stood. His jeans were already undone and he quickly dropped them to the floor, taking his boxer briefs with them.
It was my turn to stare as he stood naked in front of me. There was no ink on his legs, only on his abdomen, chest, shoulders, and arms. He had thick, muscled thighs with a sprinkling of hair and I caught a glimpse of how his legs curved up into his tight ass. Sorry, girls, Kilter has the best ass.
My eyes shifted to his cock and my heart skipped a beat. He was clean-shaven, and it was hard and thick, the tip glistening with wetness. He was the one who was beautiful.
