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Of a time she’d uttered nearly those exact words to Dylan. And the consequences had been catastrophic.
“What do you want then?” Billy asked, pulling her from a lane of memories she didn’t want to go down. “I don’t want to assume, and I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything because you live in my house. Jesus, just saying that makes me feel like a lecherous asshole.”
“You’re not. And I don’t feel pressured. I just want you.”
Suddenly, Billy’s lips were on hers and his tongue was in her mouth and his hands tightened in her hair. She moaned at the suddenness of it, at the goodness of it.
He walked her backwards towards the steps. “Is this okay?”
“Yes,” she whispered around the edge of a kiss.
His hands moved to her waist and went to the hem of her white tank top. “Can I see you?”
Shayna nodded, pulling away from their kisses only long enough for the shirt to pass over her head, leaving her standing there in a lacy white bra and her jeans. He dropped her top to the floor.
“So fucking beautiful. Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” she whispered, sucking in a breath as he spread out his big hand against her throat and then dragged his fingers downward until he was cupping her breast.
He caught one of her bra straps and dragged it off her shoulder until he bared her nipple to his fingertips. He hauled an arm around her waist, bringing them closer even as he leaned down to kiss her exposed flesh. “Can I taste you?”
Jesus, those questions in that deep rasp were so freaking sexy that she could hardly stand it. “Please.” His tongue stroked over her nipple, once, twice. Her fingers wound into his hair, then tightened as his lips closed around the sensitive peak and sucked her into the heat of his mouth.
And after their dinner and their flirtation and the tension that had been building between them, Shayna felt herself get instantly wet between her legs.
“Oh, God,” she rasped.
He unclasped her bra and dropped that to the floor, too.
When Billy lifted his face to hers, his expression was a total stunner. Eyes hot with lust. Tongue dragging against his bottom lip as if he were still tasting her. He arched a brow. “I want you in my bed.”
Shayna’s pulse raced so hard the room started to spin around her. “Yes.”
He lifted her so that her legs surrounded his hips.
Clutching his neck, she threw her head back on a laugh. “You don’t have to carry me.”
He kissed her neck and started up. “I don’t want to stop touching you.”
She didn’t want him to either.
Shay shivered as the kisses and licks and little nips continued until they were in the darkness of his room. He lowered her feet to the ground and reached to turn on the lamp on the nightstand. But true to his word, he kept one arm around her while he did it.
And then Billy was kissing her again. Her mouth. Her throat. Her chest. His tongue went to her breasts again, and then lower as he dropped to his knees. The scruff on his jaw made her chuckle as he dragged it against her stomach, and then his hands went to her fly and his gaze lifted to hers.
Holy crap, seeing him on his knees in front of her, eyes full of desire and hair a sexed-up mess, was like a dream she never knew she needed to have.
Shayna didn’t make him ask this time, though. “Take them off,” she whispered. She tugged at his sleeve. “Your shirt, too?”
Nodding, he pulled his shirt off in that one-handed way guys did, further mussing his dark-blond hair. Then he was all about undressing her, which he did like he was unwrapping a present, eager and impatient. The second her shoes and jeans were free from her feet, he held her by the hips and buried his face against her lower belly. She gasped and braced against his bare shoulders, making sure not to grab the nearly healed cut.
Billy kissed her through the satin of her panties, ripping a moan from her when his lips grazed her clit. “I need my mouth on you, Shayna. Lay down.”
Words she would never, ever forget.
On a shaky breath, she sat on the edge of his bed and started to recline, and then he was on top of her, encouraging her to scoot back and laying her out.
His weight came down on top of her. The total freaking pleasure of that sensation floored her, and Shayna immediately clutched at his back. At his scars. Belatedly remembering, she pulled her left hand away.
