My eyes fly open. My head whips around and my mouth falls open.
“What the hell are you doing in here?”
“That’s a long story.”
“Try,” I growl, sitting up and holding the blanket tight to my chest. A quick glance down shows me that I’m still fully dressed.
Relief flickers in me. And strangely, regret.
“I didn’t want you to wake up in this room alone after last night.” He hums. “Guess it wasn’t that long.”
I close my eyes. I’m not ready to think about that. Especially when the man of my dreams is sitting there with a bit of dark scruff on his lean cheeks and his tousled auburn curls are begging to have my fingers wrapped up in them.
A soft touch to my cheek makes me open my eyes. His eyes are dark, pupils blown. His breath is fast and soft.
“I can’t believe that it’s taken me this long to tell you…I love you, angel. I’ve loved you forever. I shouldn’t tell you thisbecause it’s too soon but I just can’t…not. It’s driving me crazy that you don’t know how I feel about you.”
“I love you too, Dare.” His breath catches and then his smile grows so damn bright that it lights up his whole face.
He moves closer, sneaking up on me like he thinks I’m gonna disappear. His fingers wrap around my cheek and he turns me to him. “I never should have let this happen. Let us fall away from each other. But I promise you, Harp, if you let me I’m gonna spend my whole life making it up to you.”
“Are you sure?” My nose crinkles up. “I mean…we don’t have to move so fast. We can take it as slow as you want.”
“No!” He sits up and yanks me to him, his lips trace my jaw. The feel of his soft lips on my skin has shivers dancing up my spine. Heat curls in my belly and my eyes close.
“Don’t take it back. Don’t break my heart, angel. I need you. I’ve been dreaming about you for years. This is more than I ever dreamt.”
I sigh and his lips touch mine softly. A groan breaks from his lips. “Fuck, you taste like forever.”
My heart jumps in my chest. My fingers dance up his chest and I moan when his fingers come down and he carefully tugs at my sweaters.
I lift it over my head, my hair falling around my shoulders. He draws in a ragged breath.
“You’re more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.” His palm comes up and traces my nipple under my bra. With a groan, he reaches out and tugs at my nipple, suckling it with his mouth and dragging his teeth down the silky material.
My head falls back and my heart races. My clit throbs and my hands come up and tangle in his soft curls. It’s like a dream. One that I never thought I had a chance at.
He groans and then he yanks at my bra cup and then his shaking hands tug at the clasp until it finally falls free. With ahiss, my breath comes out of me in a painful gasp. The ache in my core flies up until when his thumb traces my nipples, my whole body jerks.
I lean over and jerk at his shirt. “Take it off now.”
“Slow down,” he groans. “I want this to last.”
“Later. I need you.”
Within seconds, all you can hear in the room is ragged breathing and panting.
The bed creaks and the sunlight falls over his curls, gliding them. He jerks at his shirt and his briefs, yanking at them so quickly that I’m not sure he didn’t just shred them.
His smooth tanned skin falls over my paler skin, his hard edges dancing with my softer curves until we’re a symphony of love and lust.
His mouth covers mine when I whimper when he slips inside of me. My fingers dig into his shoulders and he groans.
“I love you, angel.” His dark eyes stare into mine, his body still inside me.
I can feel him everywhere. Inside me, around me. It’s too much and not enough.
“I know. I love you too. I promise you. I love you so much.But right now i need you to move.”
