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I’m so nervous as I hand it to him.
“You two were so adorable,” he says, smiling as he looks at it. “I still remember when you scored the winning goal at that soccer game. You were so thrilled.”
“You remember that?” I ask in shock. I was thrilled because he was there to watch Christine play when I scored. We were always on the same team growing up. I was about twelve and I thought that if I could score a goal while he was watching, he would fall in love with me. It didn’t quite work out that way.
“Of course,” he says as he hands me the photo back. My pulse is racing as I stick it back on the wall. “You had long skinny legs that you were always tripping over.”
His eyes drop down to my legs and I feel a heat pulsing between them.
“But you’re all grown up now.”
“Still adorable?” Shit. The words are out before I can stop them. Now, I’m kicking myself, wishing I wasn’t coming off like I’m desperately looking for a compliment.
“No,” he says, shaking his head as he looks down at me with a sparkle in his brown eyes. “Adorable is not the word I’d use to describe you, Mandy.”
“Clumsy?” I ask with a nervous smile. “Accident-prone?”
He shakes his head as he steps forward and takes my hand. My heart is beating so hard I’m worried it’s going to vibrate out of my chest.
“Sexy is a perfect word to describe you,” he says in a low rumbling voice. “Stunning. Breathtaking. Unexpected.”
I swallow hard as I look up at him. He’s taller than me and wider by a lot. I still feel tiny next to him just like I did as a kid.
“I scored that goal for you,” I whisper, feeling my voice shake. I’ve never been this open with my feelings before with a man. Not with Ethan, not with anyone. “I thought you’d kiss me if I did.”
He steps even closer until our bodies are touching. My breasts glide against his hard chest and my nipples start aching. The warm musky smell of his cologne is filling my head, making my body melt.
“You were right,” he whispers as he hovers his lips over mine. “You were just a little off on the timing.”
His big arm wraps around my body and I suck in a breath when I feel his powerful hand flatten on my lower back. He presses me closer against him as he looks down at my mouth in awe.
I tilt my head up and he kisses me hard. I grab onto the lapels of his jacket and hold him there as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, claiming my mouth like he owns it now.
I’ve been waiting for this moment for over a decade, for more than half of my life, and I’m not disappointed. I’m not underwhelmed. My legs weaken as we explore each other’s mouths. His tongue is so soft. It tastes so good.
For such a strong, rough, dominant man, he kisses so gently with just the right amount of force to let me know that he’s in charge. His hand tightens on my back, pressing me into him until my breasts are pressed flat against his chest.
I moan into his mouth when I feel his erection press against my thigh. It’s so hard and long. It’s the first time I’ve felt one and I wonder if they’re all this big. If they all feel this thick. It can’t be…
“I’ve been wanting to do that all night,” he says when we pull away. Our hands are still running up and down each other’s bodies. My palms are feeling the hard curves of his biceps as his hand slides over my ass.
“I’ve been wanting it too,” I tell him as I step on my toes, urging him to kiss me again. He does.
It’s more forceful this time, more passionate. He devours my mouth as we stumble backward and fall on the bed.
I smile as I fall on top of him. His arms wrap around me as we kiss on the pile of coats.
He rolls on top of me and kisses my neck, making me moan as his hard cock presses into my leg. I don’t want to stop. I want to go all the way with this man.
I want him to be my first. I want him to claim my pussy like he’s claiming my mouth.
“Oh, Ethan,” I gasp as he kisses the top of my chest. I grab his hand and put it on my breast. “Touch me…”
He squeezes my breast and then slides his hand into my dress, cupping my bare breast as my pussy aches. My nipple hardens against his palm. My heart is pounding. There’s fire in my veins.
He kisses me again as he massages and kneads my breast. I have to open my eyes as he kisses me. It’s the only way I can believe that it’s Ethan Hearst’s lips on mine.
