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“Were you surprised when I kissed you?”
“A little.”
Dylan leans close and brushes his mouth against my ear. “Do you know how hard it was to control myself on the beach that night? I’d spent almost every moment I was around you fighting the urge to find out how your lips tasted, how your skin felt beneath my hands.”
The tingling his breath starts on my face and spreads through my body as the sensation of his hand rubbing my thigh heats between my legs. As usual. “Really?” I ask breathlessly.
“Right from the moment your angry-faced self gave me a piece of her mind in that country lane. Fuck, Sky, nobody had spoken to me like that for years, and from you that was a huge turn on.” He caresses the nape of my neck, lips moving across my skin to my lips.
“I don’t believe you,” I mumble. “You said you liked me because I didn’t want to fuck you, remember?”
Dylan pulls away, eyes shining. “Correct, but I never said I was happy about that.” He runs his tongue slowly across my bottom lip, and I part them. Gently, he moves his mouth against mine, pressing me to him as he holds his hand to my back.
The impossible tenderness of the kiss isn’t what I expected. His tongue plays with mine and we focus on the kiss, not touching anywhere but each other’s faces. Dylan pulls away and strokes my cheek with the back of his hand, the way he did the last time we kissed on the beach.
“The day I kissed you was the day I came back to life. You breathed a new energy into me and as soon as I had one taste, I wanted more. All of you.” He kisses my cheeks and eyelids. “But I was terrified I’d fuck things up and you’d run away. So fucking scared what you’d do once you found out who I was.”
I put my finger to his lips. “Don’t rewind.”
“In my mind, I’m there,” he whispers, featherlight touches on my inner thigh. “Can I show you what I wanted to do?”
My nipples harden at his words, the sandalwood Dylan scent and sensation of his stubbled cheek uniting with the memories of the kiss. His question is evidently a formality because he undoes the knot of the dress, letting the straps fall forward. Rubbing his lips together, he pulls the front of the dress down and frees my breasts. I open my mouth to protest, but when his tongue circles my hardened nipple, I know there’s no point pretending I don’t want this.
