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A spiraling euphoria wound through me. I was in control. My body wasn’t broken. Stone was the cure.
I slid my hands up his chest to his shoulders, pushing the flannel off. A vein in his neck throbbed. Even though I recognized the hesitation on his face, he pulled me to him as if he had to.
I pressed a kiss to his shoulder blade, the crook of his neck. He fisted my sweater as he fought for control.
“Darlin’, let’s take—”
“Shut up.” My lips found his, effectively doing it for him.
He groaned and wove his fingers into my hair. Hard heat pressed against me. Instead of fear, excitement consumed me. This was elemental. The way it was supposed to be between two people.
We communicated with our bodies. Each touch spoke of love and desire. He allowed me to lead, yet moved with familiarity as if we’d done this before. Because he knew me.
I dragged my hands down his back, reveled in the strength of his body. My throat went dry as I reached the waistband of his jeans.
More.
More.
More.
I slipped my fingers underneath and traced around his waist to his belt buckle. A hand splayed across my back, pressing us together so I couldn’t undo it.
“I want to,” I said when concern shadowed his features. “Please.” I wanted him. Was sure he could erase the nightmares and replace them with beautiful dreams.
He stared at me, and in that instant, I saw exactly what I’d been afraid of. Whatever was between us was so powerful, it was blinding. I feared I’d hurt him. I feared getting lost. I feared I’d need him too much.
Every bit of that was reflected back at me along with so much love, it nearly buckled my knees.
He loosened his hold on me a fraction. His hand found its way from my hair to my cheek. He cradled my face and lowered his head to mine. Gentle lips coaxed mine to part. I lost my breath as he consumed me.
My fingers worked furiously to loosen his belt as fire raced through me. I was too hot, but wanted closer to the flames.
A low rumble escaped him when he eased his hand under my sweater. Where I was a storm, he was the calm, his touch measured, reverent.
He jerked in surprise when I pushed his jeans off his hips. Slowly, I lowered to my knees, my hands trailing down his body. A thick ridge formed beneath his boxer briefs. He twitched when I traced him over the soft cotton.
Stone brushed his thumb across my lips. I found it ironic I appeared more ready for this than he did.
My eyes rounded when I peeled down his underwear, revealing his thick length. A finger at a time, I wrapped my hand around his shaft. He sucked in a sharp breath.
Slowly, I pumped, his heat scorching my palm. My lips burned to taste him as his tip leaked a pearl of liquid. I darted my tongue out, catching it before it dropped.
He hissed through his teeth, pressing his fingers into my scalp. Raw desire radiated from him as he fought for the remaining fragments of control.
I closed my lips around the head and gently squeezed his erection. He leaned on the desk as I drew more of him into my mouth.
“Shit.” The curse encouraged me to go deeper. “That feels incredible.”
As I looked up at his tight jaw and blazing chocolate-colored eyes, fiery pleasure streaked through me. I drew my joy from others’ happiness, and doing this for him—for me—shattered some of the barriers between us. I realized I was stronger than I’d given myself credit for. We were.
I stroked as my tongue memorized every ridge of him and his taste. He gripped the edge of the desk with one hand and caressed my head with the other, never taking his eyes off of me.
“I’m close,” he said on a deep plunge. “I can’t hold on.”
His length curved before he released in my mouth. I swallowed thick ribbons of saltiness until there were no more. I sat back on my heels. He was mostly naked in front of me, and I was anything but afraid.
He reached down and righted his clothes before joining me on the floor. I took his fingers in mine, and he lifted our entwined hands, kissing my knuckles.
