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“Damon,” she whispered, and I heard something clank.
“What’s wrong?”
“Um, dropped my keys.”
“Am I making you nervous?” I teased.
I nearly lost it as she brushed against me. “LizBelle, you better hurry up, girl.”
I heard the lock disengage. It clicked back again, then disengaged a final time.
She moved forward, and I followed. Right now, I’d follow her off a cliff.
I snagged her shirt, the back of it I thought, and tugged.
“I have to lock…” She let out a gasp as my hand found her tight ass. “Up.”
Oh, so itwasthe back of her shirt. “Hurry.”
The door shut, and the locks clicked—three times—and keys clanked against a hard surface. Must be a table beside the door. I really needed to get the layout of this place—later.
I dropped Mr. Magic and reached for her. Her hands found mine, and I tugged. She squealed and fell in to me. Thank God Jeff had hounded a sense of balance in me, because we didn’t fall.
Progress noted.
I found her lips, somehow, and got lost. That mouth of hers was home for me. Nothing better. Nothing sweeter. Nothing sexier.
Staying connected to her, I put some space between us and searched out those buttons again. Time to get these pants off her. To get everything off her. Not only because they were wet; I needed to touch her.
Badly.
Her hands went to my hair as I worked my way up. I really wanted to rip the shirt apart, much easier, but I needed to calm down. With my luck I’d scare her right into a panic attack. Couldn’t have that.
Finally to the last one, I pushed it open, and she separated from me. Fisting her shirt with one hand, I kept her close and guided the fabric off her other shoulder. Her breathing was heavy, and I imagined her chest heaving.
She wiggled her arm loose, and I hugged her tight.
She squealed. “You’re wet.”
Her hands jetted up the front of my T-shirt and I raised my arms. Warm, wet lips found my pecs, and she sucked.
“Holy shit, LizBelle.” I fisted my hand in her hair and now her wet bra was cold against my skin. But that hot tongue playing with my nipple ring offset any discomfort.
“Knew it was the shy ones…”
WithLizzietuckedagainstme, the thick comforter surrounding us, it felt like a cocoon. Something that would protect us. Keep us safe. Wouldn’t let the outside world in. Just me and her. Holy hell, I couldn’t wait to have sex with her. To make her totally mine.
I’d never been with someone like her. First, her innocence. Didn’t see that anymore. It was nice. And her trust. She trusted me. A blind guy she’s known only a couple of months—awake anyway. So selfless, she sat every day by my side while I was in a coma, and now…
I wanted to see her face while she slept, but I didn’t dare touch her in case it woke her up. Didn’t know if she was a light sleeper or not.
“What are you thinking about?” she whispered.
“Thought you were sleeping.”
“Nope. My eyes are wide open, like yours.”
“Then what areyouthinking?”
