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My stomach lightens and my heart pounds.
I’ll do anything to hear that again and know it’s because of me.
He holds me against his body for a moment, lifted off the ground and only supported by his hands under my ass and the brute stability of his strong body. I’m above him like this, but we’re still kissing. His lips haven’t left mine since the moment they claimed them, and with all the excited feelings ricocheting around my insides, I’m not sure I ever want them to.
I’ve never felt anything like this before.
Not even anything close.
I was starting to wonder if other women were just pretending to get sexually excited over men and no one bothered to loop me in on the big charade, but this… this is real desire.
I don’t even know him, but I want him.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know it doesn’t make sense. I don’t even know his name, but somehow, none of that feels important right now. I know what I feel, and it’s incredible. I’ve never felt it before, and I’ve wanted to. If for no other reason, just to prove I’m not broken, but here’s my evidence. I work fine, I just haven’t met a man who could unlock this need inside me.
Until tonight.
I won’t let that slip through my fingers just because the timing is off.
The only thing I let slip between my fingers is his dark hair as he dominates my mouth.
Finally, he tears his lips from mine, but only so he can leave a trail of hot kisses down my neck.
Breathless. I can’t catch my breath.
His demanding kisses trail across my collarbone and down my chest. I don’t even realize the towel has slipped and both my breasts are exposed until his incredible mouth reaches the right one. His tongue flicks my pebbled nipple, and I cry out as a string of tension that seems to connect straight to my pussy pulls taut. He teases it some more, and I think I should probably be ashamed of the helpless little mewls and cries that escape me, but I’m not. Everything about this moment feels incredible, and I never want it to end.
The need pulsing between my thighs grows more demanding as he teases and tastes my breasts. My lips part. His name should fall across my lips right now. That feels right, but I don’t know it.
The smallest pinch of embarrassment pierces the fog of pleasure. I hate to let it in and risk it ruining the moment, but I have to ask. “What’s your name?”
His dark eyebrows rise, then his eyes twinkle with amusement when it hits him that I don’t know it, too. “Killian.”
My tummy flutters for some reason. “Killian. Oh.”
“Killian Walsh,” he expands.
“Mm, that’s a very nice name. I like it.”
A slight laugh escapes him, and those damn twinkling eyes… It’s like he finds me so endearing, and that look makes my heart gallop almost as much as his greedy kisses.
I can’t seem to gather my wits, even though I’m sure this is the time to do it.
He doesn’t allow that moment of near-lucidity to last very long.
Without warning, he throws me down on his bed. I gasp, my heart soaring when he drops me, then bottoming out when my bare back hits his cool sheets.
The towel is still draped haphazardly around my hips, but he fixes that now, grabbing a loose end and yanking it out from under me. I shift my weight back on the bed, intending to work my way closer to the middle, but before I can, Killian grabs my bare legs and drags me closer to the edge.
On instinct, I grab the mattress so I don’t fall off. My gaze darts to Killian, but he’s intent on positioning my feet on the edge of his mattress.
“What are you—?”
Before I can finish my question, a devious smirk tugs at his beautiful lips and he positions his face between my thighs.
My tummy turns over. “Oh.”
That.
