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“I know, Barrett.”
He stares at me intently, brown eyes saying a thousand words his mouth won’t utter. Then he nods pensively.
“Okay, we’ll finish this conversation after you’ve spoken to him.”
What is happening?!I stare at Barrett, mouth agape, and he winks at me with mischief. I definitely want some of whatever he took to turn the shy boy into a delectably confident man.
Possibly sensing I’m close to bolting, Barrett changes the subject. “Any plans for the holidays?”
“I’m going home,” I answer with a grin, my nerves relaxing a bit at the thought of my family and spending the holidays in my hometown.
“Me too.” He smiles back. “Do you go home often?”
“I try to go visit every couple of months. My schedule permitting, of course.”
He nods. “Yeah, it’s about the same for me. When exactly are you going?”
I let him know when I’m flying out of London, and we continue chatting. The earlier tension almost completely dissipated.
* * *
“I had a great time, Mia.”
Barrett stands a few steps below me on my front porch stairs, our eyes level.
“Me too, Barrett,” I respond in kind.
“I’ll see you soon, yeah?” he asks in a low rumble, climbing up one step to close the distance between us.
Then it happens. The thing I’ve been dreaming about since I was twelve-years-old. Barrett Adam presses his firm, soft, warm lips to mine. He starts with a gentle caress that sends goosebumps all over my skin. Brushing our lips together, laying soft pecks on my mouth. Then slowly runs the tip of his tongue along the seam of my lips, till I let him in with a moan. When our tongues connect, it’s as if my body recognized its long-lost mate. Barrett pulls me against his hardness with a firm press of one of his large hands at the small of my back. I feel a long, thick form against me and let out another moan. Feeling dizzy with desire. I push my chest into his, seeking the friction of his powerful body against my painfully pebbled nipples. My breathing is loud and erratic, in sync with his. He groans as he ravages my mouth, tongue plunging deep, teeth grazing with hunger, lips molding to mine. I return every stroke, each lick, suck and greedy lap. He tastes so fucking delicious, and feels even better. My hands explore the thick, hard planes of his muscular body.
I’m about to invite him inside when Barrett detaches our mouths, surprising me. My hand comes up, and I press the pad of my fingers over my ravaged lips.
Barrett stares at me for a beat, eyes wild, nostrils flaring, his own lips kiss-swollen, cheeks pink from the inferno that just blazed between us.
“Get inside, baby. I want to do this the right way. First, you end things with that guy, then we’ll talk.”
“Then what happens, Barrett?” I ask.
“Then you and I happen, sweetheart.” His deep voice rumbles with soft assurance.
He presses his full lips to mine in one last short, hard kiss.
“Good night, baby.”
Then he doesn’t move from his spot until I’m inside, with the door locked. And I stand at my window watching his departing form. Sexy swagger and fineness for days. Barrett turns to catch my gaze and sends me a cocky grin paired with a wink that hit me straight between my legs.Lord have mercy.
***
Barrett
“Hey, Ma. How are you?”
“Great, and you, son?”
I take in a deep inhale, face split into a giant grin, royally failing to rein in my excitement.
“Is dad home?”
