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My hands faltered on his belt buckle, my breath shaking as it came out. My knees trembled at the impossibly light touch, and I gripped his bicep to keep myself standing.
“Oh,” I breathed.
He didn’t stop that maddening rhythm.
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
Burke stepped into my space, running his lips along the shell of my ear. “You are perfect, Charlotte.” He moved those fingers to the sides of my breasts, running along the bottom curve. “Did you know that this is my favorite place to taste you?”
His palms skated over my ribs and along my hips, and my head fell forward against his chest. My skin was quivering at the way he charted a delicate course over my body with the impossible strength of his hands.
I sucked in a sharp breath when he pushed his hands underneath the white lace, rough hands kneading my ass. He tugged his hands up, moving back to my breasts.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
“I-I could—ohhh!”
“You could what?”
I pulled my head up and met his gaze. I couldn’t say the words.
Sparks coated every inch of my body, something dangerous that could go up in flames if he did the right thing. Hot all over, flushed and feverish, just waiting for him to strike the match of what he’d started.
“Could you come, just from that?” he whispered. A shiver ran down my spine at those toe-curling touches on that one part of my body.
I managed a nod, and with a groan, his mouth sought mine again, hungry and seeking and deliciously deep.
Ignition.
The light touches were gone as he walked us back to the bed, ripping at my underwear until I stepped out of it. I tore at his belt buckle and yanked the zipper as my knees hit the edge of the bed.
He fell on top of me, our embrace tight and writhing. My hands tangled with his as we both attempted to rid him of his pants.
When he stretched out over me again, hot skin against hot skin, I moaned at the feel of him against my stomach. He was so big and hard, and I had the briefest moment that I’d only read about in my books.
How was that going to fit?
I couldn’t wait to find out. I knew the weight of him intimately. How he felt against my tongue, how hard and hot he was in my hands.
But I didn’t know this.
He rocked his hips, the soft silk of him against my stomach, and I whimpered while I tried to arch my back, bring his hips in between mine.
“Not yet, Charlotte.”
“Please,” I begged.
“One to take the edge off first,” he said against my lips. His hand pushed my stomach down and curled between my legs. I gasped, tossing my head back on the bed. He nipped at my jaw. “It’s been a long timefor me too,” he admitted. “And the second I get inside—you feel so good like this—I won’t last.”
“We have all night,” I begged. “Please, Burke. I need you.”
“One,” he coaxed.
My eyes screwed tightly shut as he added another finger, pressed his thumb in tight circles. My thighs clamped around his arm, and he kissed me through the first back-bending explosion.
It was the first time his lips were on mine as the warmth flowed sweet and hot through my veins, and I couldn’t hold him closely enough. It couldn’t possibly get better. Couldn’t possibly feel any better than it already had.
