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Losing my goddamn mind.
“I can’t do this to you. Not after what you went through.” I tilted her head back and kissed her softly. “Get in and I’ll hold you.”
“I need this.”
“Jessica . . .” I started to shake my head, but she hurried to speak before I could continue.
“Physical contact has always been difficult for me. As hard as it might be to believe, sex has always been agony. I felt dead inside for so long because of my life and my demons,” she whispered, her tone full of shame, like she was confessing a lifetime of sins.
Knowing her—how brave and strong and proud she was—it was probably the first time she’d done that.
“And then I met you. Your touch has been my comfort and cure. I need that now.”
I watched her, battling with what she was asking and what she needed. What I thought she needed.
“Kieran, please.”
The war inside me waged, even as I slowly began removing my kni
ves and undressing.
Her eyes heated as she watched me, taking in every movement and every twitch of muscle until I was standing before her in only my boxer briefs.
Curling my hands around her neck, I pressed my thumbs to her jaw and lifted her head again to kiss her slowly, thoroughly. When she sagged and a whimper climbed up her throat, I ran my hands down her body to grasp the bottom of the shirt and raised it inch by inch until it was over her head and falling to the floor.
I playfully bit her bottom lip then straightened to look down at her when she grabbed the band of my briefs and pulled them down. Her obsidian stare never left mine as she teased me with faint touches, branding me wherever her skin connected with mine.
When there was nothing between us but skin and demons, I stepped between her legs and placed my hand on her throat. Lingering on the bruise there, I silently vowed to kill the man who had put it there and erase everything he’d ever done to her.
Keeping my eyes locked with hers, I trailed my hand to her chest and used the slightest pressure to push her back. She sucked in a stuttered breath, and a tremor rippled through her body when she landed against the bed, her stare darkening with want when my hands moved to her legs.
I dragged my hands down her thighs and lifted them off the bed, tightening my grip to bring her closer to me so only her back was resting on the edge of the bed.
A giggle sounded in her throat and ended in a low moan when I shifted between her thighs and pressed against her entrance.
Her head fell back when I rocked against her, her lips parting with a whispered, “Kieran.”
“Tell me how you want this.”
A breath of a whimper tumbled from her mouth when I pushed in, forcing myself to take this part slow.
It was ecstasy and agony.
Nothing had ever felt this good.
A growl built low in my chest when I was fully seated, and her name raked up my throat. “Chaos.”
“Take control,” she begged, another whimper slipping past her parted lips when I pulled out and eased back in, my hips rocking against hers. She grasped my forearms pleadingly and curled her legs around my hips. “Make it go away.”
Releasing the hold on her legs, I grabbed her arms and forced them over her head, pinning her hands to the bed.
“Keep yourself alive, and I’ll make everything go away.” My mouth slanted over hers, the kiss soft and teasing and in time with the unhurried rocking of my hips.
I dragged my teeth over her bottom lip, biting down before releasing her. My fingers raced down her body as I straightened, lingering and tightening possessively on her curves. Her full breasts and the dip of her waist . . . her mesmerizing hips, and her ass that I was dying to sink into.
Each roll of my hips was slow and controlled. Each movement was more forceful than the last. Each one forced a breath of a moan from her lips and had my heart rate slowing as the darkness inside flickered to life.
Mine, mine, mine.
