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“Don’t.” She grabbed his face, dragging his lips to hers. She kissed him with all she had. His hands on her were like a rebirth, fueling the confident woman that had shriveled inside her. That woman, the woman she once loved and valued, pushed herself to the surface and took control again.
Tears pricked at her eyes, but she refused to let her emotions ruin this perfect moment with this perfect man. She ran her hands beneath his shirt, finally feeling his bare skin, finally able to line each hard muscle. She moaned at the contact, and he hauled her up, his fingers digging deep into her flesh. Her legs wrapped around him, and she used to wall to counter her weight.
Garrett smirked beneath her lips and drew her away from the wall. “Don’t insult me.”
“I wasn’t. I was thinking of your back since you’re going to need it.”
“Let me worry about that. All you need to do is let go.” His words were a heated caress on her already burning skin. “But before I bring you to my bed, I need to know you’re okay with this. That you don’t feel pressured because I’m your boss.”
Those pesky tears tried to push to the surface again, but she was used to keeping them at bay. She held them off and looked into Garrett’s hazy blue eyes. He wanted her just as badly as she wanted him, and more than that, he wanted her okay.
“You’re not him.”
“I know that, but I want to make sureyouknow that.”
“I do. I want you. I can’t explain it or even begin to understand it, but I can’t deny it, and I know if I walk away now, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.”
“No more regrets.” He captured her mouth again. This kiss was slower, more sensual, filling her with a thirst she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to quench.
In a few long strides, they were in his bedroom, and he placed her on the bed, never breaking their kiss. She needed more; she needed to feel his body on hers, to feel their heat as desire consumed them both. She fumbled for the hem of his shirt, and her hand shook in anticipation. He reached behind him, grabbing the shirt and ripping it over his head in one fell swoop.
Her breath caught at the beautiful ink that flowed around the cut ridges, as if the ink had always been a part of him. There was so much intricacy in the designs, her eyes didn’t know where to start, so she took him all in as one big work of art, appreciating the canvas and knowing later she’d focus on the details.
“Beautiful,” she said.
“Your turn.”
She pushed up on the mattress, resting her back against the headboard before hooking her thumbs into the hem of the shirt and peeling it over her head.
Garrett’s blue eyes flashed black, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and the muscles in his body tightened. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”
She extended her arm out to him, needing him more than she needed her next breath. His mouth crashed into hers, destroying and restoring her all in the same kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, anchoring herself to reality, afraid if she didn’t, she’d float away.
“Are you sure?” Garrett asked, and her heart swelled for this sexy, considerate man.
“Positive.” He traced the skin where her breasts pushed up over her bra, leaving a heated path in their wake. She arched, pressing against his hand, wanting more than just a touch. He dipped his head, kissing along the same path. He reached behind her, flicking her bra with one skillful flick.
The restraints of the material fell away, and Garrett tossed the black lace bra across the room before taking her nipple into his mouth. Nerve endings she didn’t know existed sparked to life, flaring with a fervor of heat so strong, she latched onto his shoulders, seeking the salvation of his tongue.
Pain mixed with pleasure as his teeth nipped at the tightened bud. His tongue lashed out, easing the dull throb, swirling around in a dizzying circle of ecstasy. Her moans echoed through the room, a mix between contentment and desperation.
A fever of need set her body ablaze, and she fumbled for his belt, grasping for leverage. She managed to unbuckle the blasted thing and ripped it off with a swoosh.
He leaned back, a devilish grin on his too sexy mouth. “What’s the hurry? We have all night.”
“I need you. Now,” she all but cried.
“Not yet.” He kissed her quick then trailed his lips across her body, slipping between her breasts and along her stomach before stopping at her jeans. He popped the button with another flick of his fingers, then eased the zipper down with too much grace.
She shimmied out of the restricting material, feeling sexy and free when his eyes took her in and darkened again. The black lace of her panties seemed to catch his attention as a smile quirked the corner of his mouth in a devilish smile.
She bit her lip, her body rocking into the mattress as his touch glided up her thigh. He stopped just shy of where she wanted him most. He traced an excruciatingly slow circle at the apex of her desire.
“Please,” she begged. “Touch me.”
“I am touching you.”
“No,” she said on a breath. “No barriers.”
