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My vision clears enough to focus on his face. His eyes have darkened the way they do when he gets excited, and his expression is hungry. Needy.
Thrilled.
There’s no possible way to see this man as disappointed.
“Oh.”
He chuckles and takes my face in both his hands in that entitled way he’s done before. “To tell you the truth, I was talking myself down. Telling myself you’d probably change your mind once you thought things through. So I might have been surprised no matter when you showed up. I... I still don’t expect good things to happen to me.”
“Well, they can.” I’m happy again. Excited. And touched by what he just admitted. “There’s no reason you shouldn’t be happy.”
“You’re sure about this? No doubts or confusion? This is what you really want, and you want it right now?”
“Yes. This is what I want. And I want it right now.” I’m beaming up at him, which is probably not the sexiest expression ever, but I can’t seem to manage anything else at the moment.
His eyes blaze. Joy more than lust. “You already know I want this too.”
I do. Somehow that truth has settled into my heart, more quickly and naturally than I would have expected. He wants me—and he wants more than just my body.
I know it for sure.
“So we can do this now then?” I ask.
He doesn’t answer with words. He leans down, holding my head in place with his hands so he can claim my lips. The kiss deepens even quicker than before, and soon he’s got me backed up against the wall next to the still-open bedroom door.
I arch eagerly against the wall as I clutch at his neck and then slide my hands down his bare back. His tongue is doing that sensual thrusting again, and it’s really turning me on.
Without ever breaking the kiss, he reaches over to close the bedroom door and then turns the lock. I whimper into his mouth and try to wrap a leg around his thighs, desperately needing some friction at my center.
After a few minutes, he kisses his way down to my neck, sucking my pulse point and then moving up to scatter kisses along my jaw and cheeks.
I moan, almost losing my balance at the pleasure of it.
“You’re so beautiful,” he mumbles against my skin. “So sweet. Tell me you want this.”
“I want this.” I gasp when one of his hands slides down to cup my bottom over the silky robe. “I want it so bad.”
He straightens up, giving my mouth a soft, quick kiss. “Tell me if there’s anything we do that you don’t like.”
“I will.”
“Okay, good.” He’s breathing fast already. His hair is wet from the shower and hasn’t been pulled back, so it’s hanging wetly around his face and shoulders. His tone is still soft but not quite as gentle as he adds, “Then turn around.”
The flood of hot desire prompted by his words is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I gasp and start to tremble.
He waits and watches until I can make myself move. I slowly turn my back to him so I’m facing the wall.
He reaches around to untie the sash to my robe. It falls open. I gulp at the cool air of the room against my newly bared skin.
He kisses the back of my neck and then slides the fabric of my robe down to expose my shoulders and runs kisses back and forth across both of them. In the process, he raises one of my hands and then the other and plants them against the wall.
I stay where he puts me, already so aroused I can barely stand still.
He turns my head so he can kiss me over my shoulder. I whimper into the kiss, throbbing and tingling from my feet all the way up to my head. “You’re doing so good, baby,” he murmurs thickly when he breaks the kiss. “Do you like it like this?”
“Yeah.” I sound stretched, girlish. “Yeah, I like it so much.”
“Okay. Try to hold this position no matter how good you start to feel.”
