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My fingers glide through his hair. Strands sweep across my palm and then fall away, drifting back down in front of his forehead. I hesitate, then cradle his cheek in my hand.
I don’t want to fight this. I want to surrender. I want to live outside time, where Reese and I can fall in love, and the kiss I so desperately want from him isn’t fraught with consequence. I want to be someone I’m not, someone who can love the man I need.
He’s staring into me, pupils blown wide, lips parted, breath coming hard and fast. His hand rises, stills, then grabs my wrist. Is he going to push me away?
He turns with a sigh and grazes his lips over my inner arm, sliding his hand up until his fingers tangle with mine. “Brennan.”
There is nothing else but this moment. The pound of my heart and his pulse. The depth of his gaze, so deep and dark I feel like I’m falling into him. I am. I’m already falling for Reese.
I am falling in love with you.
We move at the same time, like we’re thinking the same thoughts at the same moment. He leans down, and I raise my head. We keep our eyes open, staring, staring, until our lips meet and merge.
Reese groans. His eyes close, and he cages me to the floor. His knees land on the outside of my hips. My arms snake around his neck, and my hands lose themselves in his hair. Our noses brush. He lays his body on mine, presses his hips against my own. Drags his hard cock, encased in his suit pants, across mine, trapped in my leggings.
I gasp, and he takes it inside him in another kiss. He surrounds me, inside and out, consuming me. He pushes his forehead against mine, one hand cradling my jaw.
The muscle in his cheek is firing. His walls have dropped, and I see everything. The desire I tasted on him. The electricity binding us together that sparked the first moment we laid eyes on each other. An almost debilitating caution. And hope, that dangerous inferno, rising from him even as he tries to smother it.
“What are you thinking?” My voice is thick and heavy.
“Things I shouldn’t be, mon cher.”
Surrender with me. Surrender to our connection and the love we can build between us.We’re at a crossroads, and one choice leads to a life together while the other is only suffocating loneliness.
“Brennan, I need to be stronger than this. It’s my job to protect you—”
“You are not a danger to me. There is nothing to protect me from. We can make this work, Reese. I know we can.”
His eyes slam shut. I drag my hands down to his neck, his face. Hold him to me. “This is exactly where I belong. Here, with you.”
His eyes open, and he kisses me.
He kisses me like the sun kisses the earth when it rises. Slow, an unfolding of warmth, of playful light and hints of heat. And then, all at once, bright and hot and burning away all doubt. We come together like this is fate, like I was always meant to kiss him and he was always meant to kiss me.
We’re beyond reason now. He grasps my shirt, tugging it upward, hands exploring my stomach and chest. My lips travel down his jaw, his neck. I bury my face in the hollow of his throat.
This is going to happen. There’s no stopping us, not this time.
We’re rolling, kissing, stripping each other. He’s on top, and I’m tugging his undershirt over his head, then burying my face in his chest, kissing my way from nipple to nipple. Biting down on the curve of his pec and drinking in his groan. He holds me to him, gasping my name. My leg wraps around his waist, and I grind up into him, my cock so hard it’s—
We roll again, and I’m on top, and he’s frantic. Yanking my shirt off, his hands following the fabric, touching me everywhere. My head falls back, and I stop breathing when his lips close around my own nipple. When he bites down. When he kisses the pain away and then buries his face in the fur of my chest.
Somehow, we rise from the floor and kiss our way to my bedroom. Our hands never leave each other, and neither do our lips.
The backs of my legs hit the edge of my mattress, and I fall to the bed while dragging myself down Reese’s body. His cock is hard against his suit fly, straining at his buckle.
I push my face against his bulge, breathing over the head of his fabric-covered cock. He gasps my name as his fingernails dig into my shoulders.
In moments, I have his belt undone, his fly unzipped. I lock my gaze to his as I hook my thumbs into the waistband of his underwear.
His lips part, and he nods.
I tug.
His cock bounces free.
Right in front of my face.
