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Only his desires matched hers almost completely, and she really, really wanted him to follow through with it.

Kelly got up from the couch with ease, never breaking eye contact with him. When she stepped to him, his gaze devouring her, she wrapped her good arm around his neck.

“Don’t hold back.”

“Kel…”

“Shhh. Tomorrow, we can talk about why this can’t happen again or how this was a mistake. But I am too tired tonight to lie about what I want right now.”

Chris tenderly brushed her hair back from her face, his expression searching. “What do you want, Kelly?”

Kelly pressed her body flush against his. “I want you, Chris. I’ve wanted you for weeks, but had no idea how to ask for it. I’m asking now.” She brushed her lips lightly against his. “Take me to bed.”

Chris gripped her hips in his hands and brought her against him roughly. His mouth claimed hers and she lost herself in him. She could sense him moving them, driving her backwards. She was too caught up in his kiss to care when they bumped her side table and her crystal lamp shattered against the wood floor.

“Sorry about that,” he murmured against her mouth.

Kelly’s hands were under his shirt, trailing her fingers over the muscles of his back.

It wasn’t until her legs hit the back of a mattress before she realized he’d maneuvered her into her spare bedroom. She fell back on the bed and watched as he stripped off his shirt. His cut torso was all angles and planes. Seeing Chris naked did not bring out feelings of indifference.

It made her hungry.

Kelly waited for Chris to continue undressing, leaning back on her hands, which caused her breasts to jut forward proudly. Instead, he stood with his hands on the snap of his jeans, staring at her chest.

“Aren’t you going to take those off?” she asked.

“I was, but I got distracted.”

She came up on her knees and grabbed him by his belt, pulling him to her. “Let’s get you back on track then. This belt gets unbuckled. Then, I unbutton your jeans.”

Chris let her do everything she described and more. When it came time to slide his jeans and underwear down, she lost her boldness for a moment, staring at the length of him through his underwear.

When Chris cradled the back of her neck, she met his tender gaze.

“You don’t have to put on a show. I want you. Be real with me.”

Her stomach knotted a bit as she remembered the summer with Ray after high school. Figuring out what he liked and what made him excited. The biggest thing for him had been when she did whatever he asked. He’d always had control in their sex life and she’d never thought of it until now. Now, here was Chris, letting her do what she wanted to him, telling her to be real and it was hot.

Smoking hot.

She pushed his pants and underwear down. His cock burst out of the elastic, and bobbed long and thick in her face. Without any cues from Chris, she wrapped her hand around him and lowered her mouth to his tip. Her tongue came out, tracing the head of him. Her lips followed, swallowing him up and sliding down until he touched the back of her throat.

“God, Kel.”

She took his groan as consent as she played with him, testing what she liked. He tasted slightly salty and at first, she moved her mouth up and down him slowly, listening to every hitch of his breath. Kelly liked the sounds Chris made when she did something he enjoyed, and she wanted to keep it up.

“Fuck, stop. Stop.”

She let her hand fall before she pulled her mouth away, releasing him with a wet pop. She sat back on her heels, smiling up at him.

“You were going to blow, huh?”

He laughed harshly. “Yeah, I was. And I’m not ready for this to be over.”

The way he said it, so earnestly, made her skin tingle. He untied her pajama bottoms and pulled them down, leaving her only in her white and blue polka dot briefs.

“If I’d known this was going to happen, I would have worn something sexier,” she said.

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