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Once in the bedroom I had stayed in, Kipp set me down on my feet and my knees grew weak as he shut the door behind him. The soft click of the door handle sounded before he turned to me, and yet again, I continued to back up, not quite sure why.
I wanted him so badly my body ached with need. But all that intensity in him and the sheer power glowing in his eyes intimated me. “Um…” I swallowed hard, watching him slowly approach me. “Do you even have the strength to do this?”
“Do I have strength to make love to you?” A slow smiled spread over Kipp’s face as he stopped in front of me, arching an eyebrow. “Is that what you’re asking?”
Unable to speak, I nodded.
He dragged me into him, staring down with a hunger that shouldn’t belong to any man because o
f the power it had over me. But, in fact, it created a low buzz in my body in a silent request for more. “Do I have the strength to finally feel and touch you?” His brow arched higher. “Is that the question?”
I licked my lips as Kipp pushed on my front, urging me backward and I barely managed, “Yes.”
His head tilted down toward mine, his gaze focused on my mouth before he looked into my eyes. “Am I strong enough to ensure you know how it feels to be loved by me?”
The back of my knees hit the bed and I inhaled a sharp breath, catching a whiff of the woodsy potpourri in the room and of Kipp’s mouthwatering masculine scent. He’d always been playful with his sexy ways, but now it wasn’t playful, it was raw, real, and damn hot.
“Yes, Kipp.”
He leaned in nearly nose-to-nose, and gave me his sexy grin. “Tess, not even death would stop me.”
Kipp removed the fancy bedspread with a hard pull, dropping all the blankets to the floor. He lifted me onto my knees on the middle of the bed and joined me. Not a second later, his lips were on mine and his heated kiss consumed me.
His fingers traced my hips above my jeans before they slid under my shirt and, with a fluid, move my shirt was off and thrown on the ground. His lips returned to mine. He reached to unclip my bra, and when the lingerie fell free from my body, he leaned away.
Kipp did a full once over of my breasts before he grinned at me, causing my breath to hitch. Then he stole my breath altogether as he leaned down to caress my nipple with his tongue. I cupped his head, pulling him closer, craving no distance between us.
He pressed a kiss to both breasts before he trailed kisses down my stomach. I sighed and closed my eyes as he unbuttoned my jeans. Once he pulled them over my bottom, I helped him and hurried to shed my pants and panties, so desperate to feel skin against skin.
Trapped in his smoldering gaze, he gave me his classic, arrogant smirk as he slid his fingers from the center of my chest, down my abdomen…and kept on going. When his fingers connected with my aroused flesh, I gasped and he stole the sound with his mouth. He pressed himself against me and I wiggled, feeling the roughness of his jeans against my heated skin, when suddenly he chuckled.
I jerked back, covering my chest. “You better not be laughing at me.”
He gave me an ‘are you kidding’ look and took my hands, placing my arms back at my sides. “I forgot I have to actually take off my clothes.” Looking down at himself, he snorted. “For a second there, I wondered why I wasn’t naked yet.”
I supposed that would take some time to get used to again, but he had one thing entirely wrong. I shook my head at him, nibbling my lip and drawing his attention to my mouth. “No, you don’t take your clothes off…”
One sleek eyebrow arched. “Ah, who does, then?”
I smiled. “Me, of course.”
His smirk turned wicked as he moved away from me to stand in next to the bed. I crawled my way over to him and his eyebrow arched even higher. “Well now, what do we have here?”
Once I reached him, he brushed his finger along my jawline. “Does my kitten purr, too? Now, that, I’d love to hear.”
The sheer intensity in him enveloped me, making my body scorch red-hot, including my cheeks. He slid his fingers over my cheekbone, and his voice dropped an octave. “Look at that color.” He winked. “I’m glad to see it’s me that makes you react this way, and it’s not the idea of doing dirty things with a ghost.”
“At least one of us likes it.” I suspected he’d never lose the ability to render me a flaming-cheeked woman. Leaning into his touch, I knew it was never what Kipp said that made me react so forcefully to him. Even if how he said it always made even simple words seem so naughty, it was the passion in Kipp. More so, the passion he had toward me. The level of arousal he brought forth with a simple look made my body awaken to him, always.
With his eyes fixated on me, I slid his gray T-shirt up his stomach and once I reached his chest, he assisted me in removing it. When he dropped the shirt to the ground, I scanned his squared chest and six-pack, and then trailed my fingers over each valley of his muscles, relishing in his smooth skin. “You look different now.”
He tensed under the dance of my finger and his voice deepened further to a low rumble. “Do I?”
“I wasn’t expecting that.” I traced my finger over his impressive physique until I reached the top of his jeans, and then I slid my touch hip-to-hip. “But you do. More…” I looked up into his dark, hungry gaze. “Defined.” Perhaps because in the Netherworld Kipp was still a ghost.
Keeping my eyes locked on his, I reached for the button of his jeans and unhooked it. After I lowered the zipper, I pushed down his jeans, taking his boxer briefs, too. When his pants dropped to his ankles, I reached for something far more enticing.
My hand wrapped around Kipp’s thick, beautiful cock, and he groaned deep in his throat. He stared at me in a way he never had before—only a sexy look that could come from my pleasuring him.
