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Once he crossed the threshold, the frenzied atmosphere shifted. He carefully lowered my feet to the floor, his eyes never leaving mine. He nodded slightly, silently asking if I was sure.

All I could do was nod in return. Not one hint of nerves enveloped me. Not like they did when we first arrived. Instead, I was certain this was what I wanted. Chris was right. It needed to be a natural progression, not something I felt compelled to do, like I always had in my past.

Right now, this was my choice. And I chose him.

More importantly, I chose myself.

Stepping back, he brought his fingers to his shirt, his motions torturously slow as he unbuttoned it. With every inch of skin he exposed under the dim lighting of the bedroom, my pulse quickened. When his shirt fell from his shoulders into a heap on the floor, my mouth grew dry. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen him shirtless. But it was the first time I did in anticipation of having that skin against mine.

His belt soon joined his shirt, followed by his jeans and socks, leaving him in just a pair of boxer briefs, his need for me readily apparent.

Placing a hand against my lower back, he gently dragged my body to his, chest to chest. So warm. So comforting. So intoxicating. He circled his hips, tormenting me with how hard he was.

“I need you,” I moaned, salivating at the prospect of feeling him inside me.

“And I need you.” He dug his fingers into my hair, forcing my head back, exposing my neck. “Fuck. I more than need you.” He lowered his mouth to my throat. “This craving I have… When you walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but that bloody apron… My god…” He forced my mouth to within a whisper of his. “You drive me fucking crazy. Do you know that?”

He didn’t allow me the opportunity to respond, consuming me in another desperate kiss. Keeping me secure in his embrace, he walked me backward until the back of my legs hit the bed. Our lips still connected, he lowered me onto the mattress, then climbed on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, a jolt of electricity hitting me in my core when his arousal pressed against my center.

He broke his lips from mine, mouth hot as it explored my body, moving along my jaw, to my collarbone, then tracing a torturous line between the swell of my breasts. When I felt the heat of his breath hovering over a nipple, I squirmed, the anticipation threatening to shatter me. Then he covered the pert bud with his mouth, tongue circling before he took it between his teeth.

I yelped, a shot of pleasurable pain cascading through me. My yelp soon turned into a moan as I writhed below him, skin on fire. I attempted to squeeze my legs together in search of release, but there was none to be found.

“You like that?”

I nodded frantically, needing his mouth back on me.

“Good.”

He moved to my other breast, giving that nipple the same treatment, gently worshipping it. When he nibbled on it, he pressed a finger inside me.

I screamed out, the sudden invasion surprising, yet so wanted. As he massaged me, he thumbed my clit, teeth still grazing my nipple.

“You’re already fucking soaked. I bet I can make you come like this in no time at all. Am I right?”

“Chris,” I begged. Not sure for what, though. I just knew I needed him. Needed him to keep making me feel this mind-altering and soul-fulfilling sensation of euphoria and bliss.

“Can I, Belle? Can I make you come like this?”

“Yes.” I moved against his hand, urging him to continue.

He brought his mouth back to my nipple, the pleasure from his tongue and pain from his teeth almost more than I could bear, my body a raging inferno as he pushed me closer to the edge of oblivion. His rhythm becoming more frenzied, he inserted another finger, then another, fucking me with his fingers as he feasted on my breasts.

I’d gotten used to his pattern, was able to brace myself for when he’d suck. When he’d nibble. When he’d tug. But when he clamped down on my nipple in a harsher bite, I screamed out, my orgasm crashing through me unexpectedly.

“That’s it,” he growled, his motions becoming more chaotic as he did everything in his power to prolong my bliss. A blinding light flashed in my eyes as the world spun around me at such a dizzying speed, I was certain I’d be tossed off.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, I clutched his cheeks, forcing his mouth to mine. “Get inside me. Now.”

He stiffened as he inhaled a sharp breath. Then he treated me to a soft kiss. “As you wish.”

Pulling back, he stepped off the bed and went to his jeans, grabbing his wallet. When he tossed the condom on the mattress, my pulse kicked up, excitement filling me as the reality that we were really doing this set in.

His stare locked with mine, he hooked his hands into his briefs and pushed them down his legs. The instant his impressive erection sprang free, I gulped, eyes going wide, jaw dropping.

“God bless Australia,” I murmured, not realizing I’d said it out loud until his sexy chuckles filled the room.

After rolling on the condom, he crawled back on top of me, teasing me with his arousal as his lips found mine. “I could say the same thing about America. I am officially a fan of all things Southern.”

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