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“But—”
I have no idea what I wanted to say but about; there was absolutely nothing she’d do
ne so far that I objected to.
She must’ve thought I did, though. Her hand slapped against my chest as she pushed me back down onto the mattress. “I’m serious. One word and I’m gone. You want me to leave, then talk. You want me to stay, then shut up. This isn’t real. It’s not really happening. Please. Just…no talking.”
Since no way did I want her to stop what she was doing, I shut the hell up.
After waiting a heartbeat to make sure I wasn’t going to speak, she moved, sliding down until she came back up, slowly and erotically grinding against my erection that immediately tented through my boxers. She pressed down on me hard, and the heat from between her legs caused my eyes to cross. I swallowed a groan of need.
Slaying me further, she grasped the hem of her nightshirt and pulled it off.
I forgot how to breathe.
In the dark, I couldn’t see the details, but oh, I could imagine them. And feel them. Especially when she found my hand and brought it up to one of her bare breasts.
Fuck, she was soft. And warm.
She’d been right; this couldn’t be real. Nothing real would be so amazing, so right.
At first, I was too afraid to react, certain all the warm soft flesh would dissolve into thin air and disappear if I tried to latch on to it, proving this was a dream. But then my palm couldn’t handle the contact any longer and it caved in around the perfect slopes, forcing my fingers to contract, gripping lightly. Before I knew what I was doing, I lifted my other hand and found the second breast.
On top of me, Haven gasped and arched into my palms, undulating her hips more, causing her heat to press hotter against my junk.
“Oh God,” she breathed, grinding with a passion that caused me to grit my teeth.
After kneading her breasts a few more times, I swiped my thumbs across the nipples, pleased to find them hard and beaded, ready for a mouth to suckle.
I lifted up my face, prepared to do just that. But she mistook the move and leaned down to meet my lips with her own.
As we bumped awkwardly together, I tensed, not sure if this had been her intent. But then she cupped my face in her hands and guided us back into another kiss, a hell of a lot more gracefully this time.
My lips touched hers, and electricity shot through my veins. With a gasp, she jerked back as if she’d been sizzled too. But I followed her, already addicted, needing more.
Shuddering when I brought my mouth back to hers, she clutched my shoulder and arched, opening like a blooming flower as I sought more. My tongue plundered and hers reciprocated.
Soon, it was all hot breaths and seeking licks. Then something exploded in my brain. I think it was logic. I could actually picture a little mushroom cloud floating up inside my head as my rational thoughts detonated and shattered into nothing. The only thing left to resonate in me was that I was kissing Haven.
Holy shit, I was kissing Haven Gamble.
A moan rumbled through my chest. Frantic need roared to life. Starving for more, I rolled her off me, and as soon as her back hit the mattress and she was cocooned into a pile of sheets and blankets, I came over her, latching my mouth back onto hers, greedily taking all the sweetness and heat and passion from her lips that I could steal.
And God, she was full of sweetness, heat, and passion.
She clutched me back, her hands demanding and desperate as her fingernails dug into my ass through my boxer shorts and pulled me up against her, forcing my erection to thrust harder between her legs. My bare chest mashed against hers, heat and almost visible sparks igniting between us.
I held her face with both hands, my thumbs caressing her jawline as my lips drank from hers. She tasted good, like warmth and sunshine and the hint of mint toothpaste. And her tongue... Damn, but it wrapped perfectly around mine. I’m not even sure how she contorted it the way she did, but it caused my cock to pulse headily, wishing it could feel the magic of her tongue too.
I pressed my hips stronger against the warmth between her legs and she lifted to meet each plunge. Just as I was thinking we really needed our underwear gone, she slid her hand inside the back of my boxers, gripping the bare slopes of my ass before her fingers moved to the front. I lifted up for her, and she stole her hand between our bodies in order to fist her fingers around my dick.
Oh… Wow.
When her grip on me tightened and she pumped once, I broke free from our kiss, panting and hissing a curse before I buried my face in the nook of her neck. Then my own hands traveled down, seeking the removal of her panties.
Except I couldn’t find any.
Because she wasn’t wearing them.
