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I hate the fact that he’s seeing me be so damn weak. More than that, I hate that I’m so obviously out of breath and out of shape.
How did someone who runs as easily as Keir decide that hooking up with a damaged former ballerina was a good idea?
At this exact moment, I feel intense shame about my body and about how I have let myself slide from being a professional athlete to being this weak pile of guts.
“Ella?” Keir prompts.
I nod, my mind churning. Keeping my head down, I try so hard to focus on my breathing and form and push all the negative thoughts that crowd in on me back a step.
Then suddenly, I am at the top of the hill. I slow to a walk, breathing hard. My lungs scream at me and for a second, spots swim in my vision.
Keir waits for me, beckoning. “Come. I promise, you only have to walk a few hundred feet.”
Damn his charming accent. I puff out my cheeks and tell myself that I’m going to be all right. Sucking in deep breaths, I nod my assent. I follow Keir off the main road and down a dirt path that seemingly leads into a bramble. Keir seems certain of his trajectory so I follow, desperately trying not to pant as hard and as loudly as I want to.
Suddenly we walk out of the bramble onto a very short stone cliff. The entire world falls away. A few shafts of early morning sun grace the valley below, just brushing the tops of its verdant, dewy hills. I see shades of green, navy, and purple, each color softly painted by shafts of golden sunlight.
It’s absolutely stunning. Without even realizing it, I snake out my hand and grab Keir’s forearm, gripping it tightly.
How he knew that this would be the exact moment that I needed to see this gorgeous landscape, I don’t know. But somehow, he did.
He touches my lower back, jerking his head toward a large, low rock sitting nearby. It forms a natural bench of sorts, as evidenced by the old cola can sitting on one end. People obviously frequent this place.
“Let’s sit,” he says. Like everything else that comes out of his mouth, it’s a demand, not a suggestion.
But I’m still a little out of breath. And this view… when Keir grabs my hand and drags me over to the bench, I go willingly.
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
When Keir kisses me and drags me to the flat stone area, I don’t exactly resist. I do the opposite, tumbling down beside him, breathless, eager for more. My hands curl around his neck and I pull his mouth against mine.
He tastes like clean mint and smells so incredibly good to me, I suck in deep lungfuls of his scent.
God, I’m finally going to have a man. Not a boy. Not some halfway thing that will leave me with questions afterward,prettysure that I’ve still technically never had sex.
No, none of that will be a problem with Keir. And for the moment to arrive like this, brought forth by a man who looks at me the way Keir does… My entire body is suddenly alive, every nerve ending firing at once, all just waiting for his touch.
In this moment, I kiss Keir with a kind of desperation I didn’t even think was possible for me. I need him, need to feel him inside of me.
I’m swimming to the surface, knowing that air will only reach my lungs once I burst free of the dark water I’m surrounded by.
Keir seems to know just what I want, too.
He kisses me, hard and quick and breathless. Cradles my face as I reach my lips upward, demanding more.
Needing more.
Big, hot hands that partially undress me. He rips shorts part of the way down my legs and my panties. The feel of his skin against mine, the way he knows just what buttons to push to make me writhe and call out his name…
Oh yes, I have built this moment up in my imagination. I’ve spent a lot of time anticipating every movement, every sound, every hot moment of ecstasy.
Never in my wildest imaginings would I feel this way for the very first time with a dark, dangerous man.
A beast.
I give myself over to the feeling of being taken by him. As our lip touch, Keir growls at me, voicing his satisfaction. Every time I move my arms around his neck or press my hips to his, his pleasure is obvious because he snarls at me in such a way that it makes the fine hairs on the back of my neck rise.
“God, you’re so fucking perfect. I’ve been thinking about how good this pussy would feel on my cock for weeks.”
