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He let go of my calves and sat on the couch beside me. He stroked my matted hair back from my forehead and brushed the tears away from my face. His eyes were the color of warm brandy, a tawny brown with floating specks of gold. Staring into them I felt myself growing dizzy, as I had when I’d stared into the swirling snow. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my cheekbone. When he leaned back his lips were wet with my tears. He leaned in again and touched his lips against my earlobe, and then to the top of my jaw. I stayed perfectly still, feeling his breath moving over my face, then down my throat and along my collarbone, the warmth of his lips and breathspreading heat throughout my body. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse and grazed his lips across the top of my breasts. I started to tremble. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.

“It’s okay,” he said, stroking my face. “You’re home now.”

He pressed his mouth against mine, opening my lips with his. I felt his tongue inside me, then his breath, then the heat of his body pressing me down into the couch, his legs moving mine apart as deftly as his lips had opened my lips. That’s what his kiss felt like—anopening. His hands moved up inside my shirt and down below the waistband of my jeans, his fingers moving between my legs.

“Liam,” I moaned.

He shifted his weight to the inside of the couch and withdrew his hand but left it resting flat on my belly. “Yes, Callie?” he said, as if we’d been in the middle of a conversation, as if we’d known each other all our lives.

“I’m afraid…” My voice came out breathless and husky. “We’re…going…too fast.”

“Too fast?” he asked, tilting his head, one side of his mouth quirking up into a crooked smile. “I’m sorry. I’ll go slower. How’s this?”

He dipped his head to my clavicle and ran his tongue along my throat and up to the lobe of my ear at exactly the same excruciatingly slow pace as he drew his fingers down from my naval to the inside of my thighs. Then he exhaled on the wetness on my ear at the same time as he slipped his fingers between my legs, so that it felt exactly as if his lips were where his fingers were. He pulled the lobe of my ear between his lips, grazing the flesh with his teeth, and sucked on it as his fingers slid inside me.

“How’s that?” he breathed into my ear. “Still too fast?”

“No,” I admitted, turning to him and twining my hands around his hips to pull him to me. “That was exactly right.”

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