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He rakes his eyes down my body. My white blouse feels thin under his heated gaze. I shift in my shoes when he lingers on my hips.
“You’ve missed me,” he says.
“I haven’t,’’ I lie.
“If I touched your pussy, what would I feel?” he asks.
“That’s one question you won’t be answering tonight.”
“I want to touch you.” He dips his head and kisses my cheek. His hand grips my hip.
“You’ll feel better when I’ve made you come,” he whispers against my cheek.
He moves so fast that my ass is up on the edge of the sink before I can protest.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asks. His finger trails up my leg and stops at my knee. Blood rushes in my ears, heat pools between my thighs.
“Of course not,” I breathe.
His fingers slip under the hem of my shorts and I grab his fingers.
“But I’m going to ask you to anyway.” His eyes fly up to mine in surprise, but there’s no anger there. In fact, I think what I see is respect.
“Why?” he asks and stands back up.
If it could speak, my vagina would be cursing me out.
“Because what I want isn’t what I need, Hayes.”
“Why are they mutually exclusive?”
“I don’t want to just be your partner in bed,” I admit.
“Oh, Tesoro,” he sighs and drags his nose across my temple before he moves us back to facing each other. He cups my face in his hands and presses a soft kiss to my lips before he pulls back.
“There’s not a pussy in this world I’d fall on my knees for. Not even yours,” he says, the fierce love and tenderness in his eyes stealing my breath.
His eyes never leaving mine, he continues. “But for this, Tesoro …” His palms cover the space between my breasts and my heart kicks against the wall of my chest, desperate to find its way into the hand of the man it loves.
“For the love of the most brilliant woman I’ve ever met.” He kisses me again. “I would spend the rest of my life on my fucking knees.”
And then, my big, strong, beautiful man brings my entire world to a halt. He drops to his knees in front of me. On the floor of the public restroom.
“Hayes, get up.” I tug his arm. “Please.”
He grips my hips and presses his face in between my legs and inhales.
“Goddamn.” His groan vibrates against me and moisture blooms beneath his mouth and nose. “I love the way your pussy smells. I fucking miss the way it tastes. I’m dying to feel it gripping my cock.” He rubs his nose against my clit and pleasure skitters, like the kiss of butterfly wings, all over my body.
I thread my fingers into his thick, silky hair just as he leans away and stares up at me with that same fierceness.
But now, it’s laced with need.
He has the look of a predator, and I wish he would hurry up and catch me.
“I want to plant my flag there so that everyone knows it’s mine. But, it’s not even in the top five of my favorite things about you, Confidence. And it’s certainly not the only thing I want.” He looks up at me through his honest, smart eyes, and the rest of the world falls away.
“Oh, Hayes …” I trace the line of his strong brows and sweep down the slope of his nose.
