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He let me slide down his body to stand before him. My breath caught when he found the zipper at my hip and my dress fluttered down around my ankles. He drew me out of the pool of silk until our chests touched.
I reached for the tails of his shirt, but he stilled my hands, settling them against his chest. My fingers tunneled into the light fur on his pecs as I pushed the opened shirt off his shoulders until it hit the floor.
He pulled my hands up to link around the back of his neck as we swayed gently to the music playing. It should have felt weird since I was just in a pair of panties and heels, but the easy way he held me made it perfect.
The whiskey-rough singing voice that cocooned us in the moment mixed with his gentle touches at my hips and along my spine. The earlier hunger seemed just out of reach of the bubble around us.
There was no timetable, no need to rush, no expectations.
It was just us and this night.
He urged me closer until my belly brushed against his buckle and our thighs slid along each other. His worn jeans mixed with the flex of his roughhewn body, leaving a buzz along my skin. His fingers slid lower to cup my hips, then around to the fullness of my ass as the hazy pleasure slipped into a molasses-slow longing for more.
He lowered his mouth to my neck and over to my shoulder with barely there touches until my nipples tightened to aching points. Still, we swayed as if stopping would break the moment. His lips softly promised more with each pass.
One hand slid over my hip to my lower stomach, teasing the edges of my ivory silk panties before trailing up over my navel to catch the end of the first chain dripping between my breasts. He pulled the longest one across the tip of my breast, his eyes glittering in the low light as he stroked first one then the other before swiping his calloused thumb along the underside of my breast.
My eyelids slid lower, but I couldn’t stop watching even as I wanted to lose myself in his drugging touch. He cupped me, letting the chain fall back between my breasts to sway.
“You’re like spun gold tonight.” He lowered his mouth to gently brush his lips against mine.
His touch continued to be slow and easy. From breast to hip, then a trip along my spine to draw my hair over my shoulder to drape over my breasts. The curls felt heavier tonight. Like a warm cloak that I was tired of hiding behind.
But as he parted the strands to reveal my tight nipples, it made me feel beautiful. The way he looked at me like I was precious unwound something deep inside of me that I’d pushed down. The glass shell melting away under his touch.
He dragged his fingertips along the cleft of my ass and up the dip of my spine again and again until I was strung tight. Until I felt like I was the one flickering like the firelight around us.
His patience was infinite even as I was losing my mind. Until he finally urged me back a few steps to his bed and lifted me to lay me out on the duvet. He drew my panties down, kissing his way down my calf and ankle before he tossed them over his shoulder. Flashing a dubious grin, he propped my heel against his chest as he wrestled with the straps of first one shoe then the other.
When he finally got them off, he kissed my instep and set my foot on the bed. He kicked off his boots and remaining clothes, nudging my knees apart as he covered me.
Surrounded me.
Made me feel safer than anyone else on this Earth ever had.
Liquid pleasure bloomed across my skin at the contact. His weight, the way he fit me, all of it seemed too perfect to bear sometimes. When he reached for the drawer, I shook my head. “I just want you. It might be stupid, but it’s true.” I slipped my fingers around his hard length.
He pressed his forehead to my shoulder. “Dangerous games.”
“I’m protected.”
He leaned back. “It’s not that. Every time I touch you like this, with no barriers… There’s a part of me that you take.”
I was selfish to want it, but I did. And I just didn’t care at that moment. The connection between us was too much to deny. I wanted more of it. Longed to own as much of him as he owned me for as long as I could.
“There’s been no one like you, Beckett. No one has ever known me like you do.” I drew him closer until he fit where he belonged. I wrapped my legs and my arms around him as I took him deep, shifting my hips to accept the entire length of him in one thrust.
My name was a murmured sigh as one delicious stroke became another and another until we were lost in each other. In the greedy pulls of our bodies, and the flickering golden glow of our safe space.
Until the easy strokes became harder, until he demanded more. More of me.
His huge hands splayed over my hip to roll me to the side to surround me from the back. Taking me so much deeper, his fingers digging into my thigh as he pushed my knee up to fill me with his hammering strokes.
Lost to the needs we found between us, I took each thrust and cried out for more. I reached back, looking for an anchor.
I was spinning out. Adrift. Desperate.
His hands found mine, lacing our fingers together as he pinned them to the mattress while he drove me up, past any of my boundaries. He demanded absolute control of my body, and I relinquished it, knowing he would take me to the edge and hold me while I fell.
