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“No, you’re not,” he replied, opening her mouth with his thumb so he could kiss her harsh and swift.
The air left her lungs as Keaton reached for the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up. She wriggled, allowing him to get the fabric over her head. It didn’t make a sound as it landed on the floor. Then his hands were on her, cupping her breasts.
“Keaton,” she sighed, and pressed her hands against his bare chest. “Yes.”
But he didn’t linger. His fingers crept under the waistband of her underwear and she levered her hips up so he could finish undressing her. They were really going to do this. Her heart fluttered wildly as she looked up at him, the moonlight highlighting the beautiful yet hard angles of his face. The strong jaw, proud nose, heavy brow. His eyes seemed to shift color, turning almost like platinum in the moonlight.
He looked at her, drinking in every inch of her body, all the curves and dips and dimples. She didn’t feel self-conscious like she might have with another man. She trusted Keaton. Felt safe with him. They knew all each other’s flaws, so there was nothing left to hide.
“Your turn,” she said softly.
Keaton swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood. For a second, he didn’t move—was he savoring the moment or thinking about whether he should continue? Whatever was running through his mind, August wasn’t sure she’d ever know. The moonlight caught on the ridges of his ab muscles, turning him into a sharper version of himself. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxer briefs and drew them down. The fabric pooled on the floor. If August had thought Keaton looked intimidating in a suit, it was nothing compared to him naked. And it was nothing to do with his body, gorgeous as it was.
Oh no. It was the look in his eyes—the raw, untamed heat. But his emotions were tucked away, every brick in his walls firmly in place.
You’re not here to break down his walls. Put the chisel down.
“Can you pass me my wallet?” she asked, pointing to where her bag was slung over the back of a chair.
He fished it out and handed it over, so she could pluck out the condom inside. For some reason, this part made her blush. Which was silly, given they both knew what was about to happen.
“Who knew you were such a Girl Scout,” he said as he tossed the wallet to the floor and climbed back into bed.
“Don’t you keep one on hand?” she asked, blushing.
“No.”
Of course not. He never anticipated connecting with someone.
Fearing that she was on the verge of losing her nerve, she pushed Keaton back against the bed and crawled over him, her knees digging into the soft mattress on either side of his hips. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing his chest. Reaching for him, she wrapped her fingers around his erection in a way that drew a deep moan from the back of Keaton’s throat.
His eyes were no longer platinum with moonlight. They were twin black holes. An abyss of lust and feeling.
He planted one hand against her thigh, fingers digging into her flesh. “Wait.”
August stilled, ice water sliding through her veins. If he changed his mind now, she wasn’t sure she’d ever get over the shame. She’d never be able to look him in the eye again.
“I want to look at you first.” His voice was rough and his eyes traveled over her body. “You’ve been tempting me all this time with these curves.”
“You don’t need to flatter me, Keaton.”
“It’s not flattery. It’s fact.” He looked up at her, a wicked grin curving his lips. “You know I don’t sugarcoat things.”
“No?”
“No.” He shook his head. “So when I say I dread summer rolling around because I know you’ll be wearing those strappy little tank tops and I’ll have to stand under freezing water in my shower until my dick behaves, I amnotexaggerating.”
She leaned forward, letting her breasts trail along his chest, feeling warmth grow in her belly. “That’s payback for all the times you used to mow the lawn with your shirt off. So I guess we’re even.”
“Not even close.” His chuckle was dark and rich. “What about those skinny jeans that make your ass look like a peach? And those little white T-shirts that cling to you?”
“You like that?”
“You have no idea.” He brought a hand up to her face. “Now you either get properly on top of me or I’m going to flip you on your back. But frankly, I’d rather you be on top so I can see every part of you.”
Warmth pulsed through August’s body. She felt truly desired, truly wanted. Keaton had that effect—his intensity could make you feel like you were the only person in the world. And knowing that he’d been watching her, lusting after her...
She tore the foil packet open and rolled the condom down the length of him. He made a delightful little grunt as she handled his erection, excitement filling her with sparkling, crackling energy.
