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“Are you okay?”
“Never better,” I muttered as I wrestled myself out of my pants. “Fuck, these are like another layer of skin.”
“Gerard.” Her tone was laced with pain. “I was really worried.”
Aw, shit.
Kicking my leather pants off, I turned to face her. “I’m sorry, Claire-Bear.” Reaching up, I pushed a clump of wild curls off her face. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“It’s okay.” She snatched my hand up in both of hers and held it to her chest. “Just don’t ever do that again?”
I nodded slowly. “I won’t.”
“Good.” Perched on her knees, she exhaled a shaky breath and sagged against me. “Because I really don’t think my heart can take it.”
“Yeah.” The moment her forehead touched mine, my heart gunned in my chest, hammering so hard and violently that I honestly thought it might explode. “I know the feeling.”
“Claire.”
“Hmm?”
“Look at me.”
When she did, I felt blindsided by the feelings that her brown eyes evoked from me. “Hi.”
“Hi.” Reaching up, I trailed my thumb over her bottom lip before swapping it for my mouth.
Her lips were soft, warm, and welcome and soothed something deep inside of me. Something that no amount of time or therapy could fix or reach.
Rolling onto her back, she took me with her, fingernails digging into the skin covering my biceps as I kissed her back with everything I had inside of me to give.
“I want you,” she breathed against my lips as she let her legs fall open for me to settle between them. “All of you.”
“What do you mean?”
“I want your body inside my body.”
Oh Christ.
For the first time in my life, I wanted that too, and the knowledge terrified me. “Not tonight,” I forced myself to say, lips moving to the curve of her jaw.
“Please,” she urged, rocking her body against mine. “Please, Gerard.”
“Not tonight,” I repeated in a torn voice. “Not that, at least.”
“No?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Oh.”
She sounded so sad that I found myself seriously considering my sanity. “I can still make you feel good.” I kissed a slow pattern down her body, not stopping until my head was between her legs. “If that’s what you want?”
“Definitely.” She nodded eagerly before flopping back on the pillows. “That’s definitely what I want, Gerard Gibson.”
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