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“Of course,” he answered while raising a single eyebrow in curiosity. It made my stomach pitch forward in knots.
“The idea of a bride has always fascinated me. It’s a forbidden concept here, but it excites me to think about tying myself to a man that way, about what love might mean between a man and a woman,” I confessed.
He took a long draw from his glass before placing it down on the table. His eyes narrowed, the blue of his gaze swirling with surging storm clouds. His aura instantly changed from a gentleman to something that felt infinitely more dangerous.
“I’d like to ask you something, Naomi, and I want you to be honest with me,” he began. His expression was very serious, and I worried that I might have crossed some line that I didn’t know had even existed.
“Okay.” I sat back warily, fidgeting with my fingers on the table before pressing them into my lap.
“Have you ever been kissed?”
My mouth went dry just as my face burned scarlet. Unable to speak, I shook my head and stared down at my hands, hopeful that would be enough for him.
He stood up from his chair and took a single step toward me.
“Come here, Naomi. Take my hand,” he coaxed.
I jerked my head up, startled at his request. His sultry gaze captured mine and before I knew what I was doing, I was standing up and walking toward him. I watched my feet move, feeling as I was looking at a stranger’s until I eventually realized they belonged to me. I gasped anxiously when his fingers boldly wound around mine, pulling me close against him.
My breasts pressed against the hard lines of his chest.
“Ryker, what are you doing?” I breathed, terribly unsure of what was happening.
What I hoped might be happening…
“Your innocence is so very tempting,” he murmured.
I opened and closed my mouth, completely at a loss for words. In a fraction of a heartbeat, his face was descending toward mine. I would have pulled away, but he had an arm wound firmly around my waist, his palm splayed wide across my lower back.
“I think I’m going to have to taste it.”
CHAPTER3
Naomi
He kissed me.
Not the kind of peck on the cheek or on the lips I’d seen in moving pictures, or even the type that was commonly exchanged between acquaintances from cheek to cheek.
A real kiss. The kind I imagined was shared only between lovers.
The moment his lips locked onto mine, my legs went weak. His grip on my waist tightened, holding me up as I experienced the first kiss of my life.
I didn’t expect it to feel like this.
Honestly, I hadn’t even expected to like it.
Mechanically, I knew how kisses were supposed to work. People pressed their lips together in an intimate embrace, one meant to showcase their affection for one another in a very physical way. I imagined sex was similar, only that seemed so much more shameful and intimate than anything else.
Nothing I had read or had been taught had mentioned anything about the feeling and emotion that came with it.
Heat rolled through me, surging up and down my spine and settling deep in the pit of my soul. An intoxicating sense of euphoria came over me as his other hand wound around the back of my neck. I gasped into his mouth, and he groaned with delight at the sound.
At first, the kiss was soft and sweet, causing my heart to go aflutter with excitement. He explored my lips with his as his hands caressed my body over my shirt. The sudden urge to feel his touch on my bare skin hurtled through me, but I did my best to swallow it down.
Slowly, his fingers wound through the hair at the base of my scalp. They tightened gradually, more and more until it started to ache.
His lips were softer than I imagined they would be.
