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We’re at our breaking point—putting it all on the line for this attraction we’ve fought for too many years.
Heat rushes through my veins as I cup her soft cheeks and devour her mouth in a way I’ve never kissed a woman. But then again, I’ve never wanted anyone so damn much in my life.
Our kiss is impulsive. Heated. Urgent.
Our desire is finally being freed from its cage.
I tune out the music blasting in the living room—most likely a courtesy from Josh to drown out any noise that might escape my bedroom. He deserves a thank you later. No doubt he’ll demand my gratitude be rewarded with details on what he walked into. That’s not fucking happening. Convincing him nothing happened will be a bitch, though, considering Carolina was on her hands and knees, her dress shoved up to her waist, while my fingers were inside her.
Pretty fucking hard to dispute that.
I snarl at the thought of him seeing her so exposed and sink my teeth into her lower lip. Carolina moans in response, and I hiss as she returns the favor, her bite sharper than mine. I wouldn’t be surprised if she drew blood. It’s a fucking struggle to breathe when I break our connection to retreat a step.
Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen, as she stands in front of me. Our eyes lock—hers overflowing with anticipation and hunger, matching mine.
I squeeze my eyes shut, coming to grips with what’s about to happen. “What do you want, Carolina?”
“You,” she breathes out. “I want you.” She reaches down, grabs the hem of her dress, and pulls it over her head. She stares at me with confidence while providing the view of the woman who means everything to me.
Every ounce of tension in my body releases, all my fucks fly out the window, and I rub the tip of my thumb along my lower lip. There’s no stopping my hand from dropping to my crotch to adjust my erection through my jeans even though there’s no hiding how hard I am.
A beam of satisfaction floods her features. Her lips part as she reaches behind her back to unsnap her bra, and she tosses it to the side. I stifle a groan when her next move is to shimmy out of her soft pink panties.
Carolina is standing in the middle of my bedroom with her perfect, petite body on full display for me. Her breasts are fuller than they were in high school, and I gulp at the thought of tasting them. Her hips are curvier. It blows my mind that she’s offering me something so damn precious.
I don’t deserve it.
I’ve never deserved Carolina.
Yet here I am, jeopardizing it all.
My eyes cut to the limited view of her pussy, and my mouth waters.
“I keep making all the moves.” Her words snap me out of imagining all the things I want to do to her. “It’s your turn, Rex.”
Whoa. She’s making the moves?
I’m certain I was the one with my fingers shoved inside her pussy, but if making a move is what she needs from me, I’ll make a goddamn move—a move that’ll have her moaning and squirming underneath me.
She raises a brow in challenge, a daring smile dancing on her moist lips.
I wipe out the small distance dividing us, my hands finding her hips, and tip my head down. “You know I’m not one to turn down a challenge.”
She grins deviously. “I know.”
My lips crash into hers again and never separate as I walk us to my bed. She squeals when I bend my arms, my hands cupping her armpits, and I playfully toss her onto the bed. She wastes no time sliding up the bed, making room for me to join her, and rises to her knees. I join her, my pulse pounding with every move, and fall to mine.
As soon as I’m settled, she frantically pulls my shirt over my head and flings it across the room. “All of it.” Her fingers start fumbling with the zipper of my jeans. “Right now.”
I curl my fingers around her wrist, nudging her hand away, and do the job for her. I drop my pants along with my boxer briefs down and kick them off my feet. Her beautiful brown eyes widen when it’s her turn to eye-fuck me, her gaze lingering on my cock.
She leans forward, her ass coming off the bed a few inches, to circle her arms around my neck and tug me closer. We make out slowly, and I take my sweet time kissing her—nipping at her lips, sucking on the tip of her tongue—all while she grinds against my thigh, panting.
This is it.
Our lips stay connected as I settle her onto her back, her dark hair nearly blending with my black pillow, and I crawl up the bed. I use my legs to spread hers and slip between them. A quiet moan escapes her when I bury my head in the crook of her neck, kissing my way down it. I cup her breast with my large palm while my mouth continues its journey. My lips replace my hand the moment it reaches her nipple, drawing the tiny bud into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it, and then sucking hard.
“Holy crap,” she releases in a loud hiss while writhing underneath me. “More.Please.”
