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Chapter Twelve
Blake closed his eyes, and a shudder of relief ripped through him.
Thank God.
He’d known on a deep, primal level that she could be his if he made the decision, but there’d still been that tiny seed of doubt that he’d missed his chance.
With her small curves pressing into him and her brown eyes wide with need and anticipation, his dick grew harder.
For a moment, he let himself think of how close she’d come to having Reggie here now. Jealousy—a wild, ferocious beast—nearly overrode his desire.
Tonight, just this one time, Kristen was his. And he’d deal with whatever fallout came with this decision later.
With a growl low in his throat, he lowered his mouth to hers again. Eager to taste her sweetness, which had become his addiction.
She kissed him back feverishly, her tongue darting against his and her teeth occasionally nipping against his bottom lip. Her legs parted enough so he could rest between them.
Even fully clothed, the heat of her burned against his erection. He groaned and ground his hard flesh against her soft center.
He caught the edge of her short dress and dragged it slowly up over her hips, lifting himself slightly to clear her curves.
He slid his gaze downward to the silky, pink bikini panties and pale thighs. He could already feel those smooth legs wrapped around his back.
Damn. He ground his teeth together as his erection strained against his jeans.
Keeping his self-control in check would take supreme effort.
“Tell me if you get nervous. If you don’t like something I do.” He hesitated. “If it hurts.”
She cupped his cheek and gave a small smile. “Stop worrying. I’ve got the gist of this. I’ll be fine.”
She didn’t know everything. She didn’t have a clue the way he was going to go down on her until she came three times. Until her wet, warm body was more than ready to take him.
He dipped his head again and caught her mouth in a slow kiss. She sighed, and her hips lifted against him as she wound her arms around his neck.
When he felt the telltale press of her hard nipples against his chest, his breath caught. He shifted and lowered his head, nuzzling her breasts through the dress.
Her soft moan spurred him on, and he opened his mouth to capture a nipple through the layers of dress and bra.
She sighed, her fingers threading into his hair as she held his head against her.
It wasn’t enough. For either of them. Blake moved into a half-sitting position beside her, tugging at the thin straps of her dress off her shoulders. When he met resistance in pulling it farther, he reached beneath her, found the zipper, and slid it down with ease.
A bit of shimmying and tugging followed to help the dress be free from her body. He tossed it off the bed and focused on her bra next.
Lacy and pink and matched her panties perfectly.
“So damn sexy,” he muttered thickly, fumbling now with the front clasp on her bra.
A moment later, it popped open and her breasts were free. Free to his eyes, to his hands and his mouth.
He used all of them on her, cupping the small mounds in a hand and capturing her pink nipple with his lips.
“Blake.” His name was a whispery plea on her lips.
He drew harder on the tip until she breathed heavily and tugged at his hair. He slid a hand between them, down her belly to cup the silk-covered flesh between her legs. Through the fabric, he could feel the slight dampness and bit back a groan.
She made no such effort and moaned into his mouth, rocking her hips against him.
