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Solo had put a lot of thought into tonight, and the idea of him setting this stage for us, of him planning out the perfect night, made me love him even more.
“Solo, this is…”
When he pushed off the door and sauntered over to me, my knees buckled. Damn he was sexy, and even better, he was mine.
“You like?”
I looked around and nodded. “Mhmm. I like.”
Solo ran a finger down the buttons of my shirt. “Good, because I had this urge to see what you look like in candlelight.”
I understood that, because he looked fucking amazing. “Where on earth did you find all these candles?”
His low rumble of laughter made my dick jerk. Oh yeah, I loved this sensual stage he’d set up for us tonight.
“Um, let’s just say if anyone is looking for battery-operated lights at any local stores, they’re going to have to wait until they’re restocked. I cleared them out. Of batteries, too.”
I laughed as Solo slipped his fingers under the top button of my shirt and began to flick each one open. “I love you.”
Solo’s fingers stopped and he angled his face up toward mine. “I love you too.”
I reached for his face and swept my thumb across his cheek. His eyes fluttered shut and he took in a deep breath. I lowered my head and brushed my lips across his.
“Thank you,” I whispered. “For all of this.”
Solo slid his hand beneath my shirt to my chest and flashed that heartbreaker smile, and I knew no matter if it was tomorrow or the next day or one hundred days from now, I would do whatever I needed to to see that smile every day of my life.
“I mean, if you’re impressed with the candles, then I can’t wait to see your reaction to this.” Solo leaned over and picked up his phone from the nightstand and hit play, and when a familiar melody filled the air, I couldn’t hide my amusement.
“Excuse me,” Solo said as he sidled in close to me. “Are you laughing right now? I’ll have you know this song is very sexy.”
“‘Sweet Love’?” I wound my arms around his waist.
“Mhmm,” he said as he kissed his way up my jaw to my ear. “I like dancing with you.”
“I can tell.” With his hips swaying against mine, there was no mistaking his arousal.
“You like it too, I see.”
“Very much,” I said, and pulled him a little tighter against me. “I’m just afraid that every time I hear Anita Baker now, I’ll get hard.”
Solo chuckled and trailed his fingers down my body until he was flirting with the button of my jeans. He undid it then found my neck and pressed a kiss there.
“So it’s the song doing this to you, huh?” As he flattened his palm over my erection and squeezed, I groaned.
“The song, the man, this moment you planned for us…”
“Good. Because I’m not nearly done.” Solo nipped at my lips and drew my zipper down. “Never will be.”
It was amazing how powerful words could be, and just knowing that Solo was as committed to this relationship as I was made me feel like the luckiest man in the world.
Reaching for the back of his neck, I pulled him in and slid my tongue across his lips. “Let me in.”
Solo didn’t hesitate, and I slipped inside. As his tongue tangled with mine, he slid his hand inside my jeans and wrapped his fingers around me.
Jesus, that felt amazing. When Solo began pumping me nice and slow, my eyes fell shut. I began a slow bump and grind so I was shoving in and out of his fist, and as if that wasn’t enough, the taste of him was flooding my senses.
“Solo…”
He gave me a final pull and then let me go. “God, I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone more.”
The flush on his cheeks, the love and desire shining in his eyes, made every single part of this night perfect, just as he’d said it would. I reached out and brushed a thumb over his swollen lips. “Then take me.”
27 Solo
I NEVER COULD have imagined that accepting a spot in the Elite this year would lead me here, into the arms of the man who should’ve been my competition, should’ve been my rival, but had turned out to be my everything instead.
Grant “Panther” Hughes had moved into my sightline, and I’d locked on to him and never let go. He was everything I’d ever wanted, and never dreamed I could have. But as he stretched out on my bed, naked as the day he was born, I stopped that bullshit thinking.
Panther was mine, in all the ways, and I would spend every day of my life making sure he never regretted or questioned that. I walked over to the side of the bed, Panther’s eyes tracking my every move, and when his hand moved to circle his engorged cock, I smiled.
