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She dug her nails into his shoulders and opened her mouth at his quick exhale. Half expecting him to push her aside as he had earlier, she was pleasantly surprised when his tongue swept between her lips. He was a good kisser and always had been. But the pleasant tingle in her breasts swiftly turned into a brush fire between her legs as something hard and smooth scraped her tongue. He repeated the move, and she moaned, simultaneously shocked and thrilled.
Oh. My. God. How hot was that?
She wanted to ask her easygoing, affable pal why he had his tongue pierced, but she couldn’t drag away to find out. She also couldn’t force her thighs together tight enough to relieve the sudden ache in her pussy.
“Justin,” she gasped. “Why—”
“Don’t wear it all the time.” The sparkle in his eyes as he eased back, sucked in air, and dove down for another kiss would’ve made her grin if she weren’t so damned turned on.
Then he started sucking on her flesh as if she were a cherry popsicle, and her mind went blank, except for one salient point.
She wanted to feel that tongue ring somewhere else.
Everywhere else.
Two
Justin tunneled his fingers through Kylie’s sleek cap of blond hair and drew her mouth a whisper away. “Still want that hot bath you mentioned on the way home from the hospital?”
She tilted her head until her hair tumbled into her bluer-than-blue eyes. Those sexy eyes had teased him across the bar for months, and he couldn’t believe he was finally seeing them cloud with desire. Again.
The first time had been so long ago he might as well have been looking into another woman’s eyes.
“I saw your tub,” she mumbled. “Definitely only big enough for one.”
“True.” He cupped her cheek, unable to stop touching her for a moment. Not when he’d waited so long, even if he hadn’t fully been able to acknowledge that wait to himself.
After their one-night stand, he’d moved on. What choice had he had? His attempts to find out what had gone wrong after their night together had hit a wall. A friendly, polite wall, but still one nonetheless. Then she’d started dating her boyfriend, they’d graduated, and that had been that.
Before tonight, Kylie had been off-limits, so he’d steered clear. Though he’d kept to his own boundaries, she was the reason he hadn’t pursued another woman since the day he’d walked into her bar six months ago. Anyone else was just a substitute, and a poor one at that. But now he could spend the night making her forget she was alone, as she’d asked.
Even if that meant he’d be left holding his dick afterward when she more than likely bounced back to her boyfriend, at least they’d have tonight. And tonight would be memorable. He’d make damn sure of it.
“So I guess we’ll have to try something else.” He peeled back the comforter and rose. “Bring this,” he said, pushing the cover into her hands as she stood.
She shivered, and he was willing to bet she wasn’t cold. “I don’t think we’ll need a blanket.”
Justin hooked a finger in the collar of his baggy T-shirt and bared her shoulder to his eager mouth. With one slow lick, her nipples hardened against his chest, and he had to fight every impulse to drag her down to the floor and fuck her right there. “You might be surprised.”
Before he could get lost in her, he led her down the hall to the master bedroom and crossed through to the en suite bathroom. He flicked on the light and glanced back to where she stood in the doorway clutching the comforter, looking small and bruised.
His throat tightened. “Listen, maybe this isn’t the best idea. You’re sore.”
Steeling her shoulders, she walked forward and cocked a brow at the impressive erection tenting his shorts. “And you’re not?”
“That’s different.” He tried not to groan as her hand wrapped around his shaft. As much as he wanted—needed—this night with her, he’d be damned if he hurt her in the process. “Besides, we’re in the bathroom.” He jerked his thumb at the narrow shower stall next to the tub. “A cold one of those and my soldier will stand down.” Her palm ground against the base of his cock. “Maybe two showers.”
Her husky laughter made it awfully difficult not to beg her to get down on her knees. “You’re bigger than I remember.”
“Am I supposed to be complimented or offended by that statement?”
“Definitely complimented. Goes along with that totally unexpected tongue ring and…” She trailed off as she rolled up his shirt and checked out the tattoo on his abs. “Man alive.” Her gaze swung up to his. “So hot.”
He wanted to preen like a peacock, but the already proud part of him was doing more than enough puffing up. “How about you?” He slid his hands under her T-shirt to stroke her smooth, supple back. “Any ink?”
“No. I’m a wuss when it comes to pain.”
“I don’t think so. You’ve barely complained once tonight, and I know you have to be hurting. Shit, you can’t even take meds. Maybe that’ll teach you not to do such a stupid, reckless thing again.” He couldn’t stop the censure in his voice any more than he could resist lifting her onto the counter.
