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Noah’s kiss seeped into my cracks, filled all my broken places. I felt it in the marrow of my bones, and I clung to him, kissed him back with all that I had, knowing that this was what I had been waiting for, that I’d never have something this strong and real ever again.
He slowed the kiss, then broke away. “Charlotte, you’re shivering.”
“Yes,” I breathed, craning up, not wanting my mouth to part from his.
He scowled, his expression seductively fierce and hungry. “We need to get you out of these wet clothes.”
I moaned softly, aching for him. Noah moved in again, hard and insistent, his tongue seeking entry. I gave it to him, taking him in deeply as he kissed me with a fiery aggression that flooded my entire body with heat. His tongue slid into my mouth, tangled with mine, and the scent of his skin in my nose—his closeness—sent shivers dancing down my back and my heart to pounding.
“Charlotte,” Noah breathed, his hands moving to wrap around me, to pull me close even as his words tried to push me away. “I’m scared I’m no good for you.” He buried his face against my neck, laid kisses there between his words. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
I pulled away, held his face in my hands. “Then don’t.”
He stared, his eyes desperately searching for me, his expression pained. But I kissed him again, to show him I trusted him even when he didn’t trust himself.
He returned the kiss, first gently, reverently, like its own silent vow. Then we let the spark between us catch again, and his kisses became deliciously ferocious with need. I clung to him, delirious under the onslaught of his lips, tongue, and nipping teeth. And his hands…oh God, his hands were roaming with lust and want, but building an image of me in his mind too, sculpting me for his mind’s eye. He felt the flat of my stomach, the bow of my waist, the rounded curve of my hips, kissing me hard all the while.
He peeled my sweater from me, then felt along my sides to determine what I wore. Maddening tingles shivered over my skin as his hands slipped down my waist, to my hip, to the hem of my dress. He lifted and pulled it off me, letting it fall to the floor to join the sweater.
Down to my bra and panties now, I watched his sightless gaze sweep over me, seeing nothing, and yet I felt beautiful in his eyes—more beautiful as a woman standing before a man than I ever had before.
Noah took a half step closer and encircled me in his arms. He unclasped my bra and started to pull it off my shoulders, pausing just long enough to whisper in my ear, “I want to touch you.” The bra fell to the floor.
I nodded weakly and he held me close for a moment, warming me with his body.
Then his hands slid down my naked back, over my panties, and we both moaned as he ground me against him. I clutched his waist, dizzy with the sensations he was creating in me. Shards of electric pleasure radiated out to all parts of my body and converged between my thighs. I wasn’t cold anymore; I couldn’t remember what cold felt like. I was on fire.
He walked backward, leading us to the bed. When the back of his knees found the edge, Noah lifted me with a feral growl, turned around, and laid me down on the mattress. I immediately drew him on top of me.
He braced himself on his forearms over me, kissing me with teeth and lips and his tongue that was so sweet despite its insistence. And the weight of Noah on me… God, that alone was driving me crazy. He was so tall and strong and lean, and I couldn’t quite grasp that the gorgeous man I’d seen in thatPlanet Xpromo shot was now on top of me and kissing me as if his life depended on it.
His moan filled my mouth, and he pressed his body against mine, his hard muscles against my soft breasts, his erection grinding into the cleft of my thighs and my hips rising and falling in answer. I gasped, reveling in his arousal—one that I had created—since he’d told me it hadn’t happened since the accident.
I’d never wanted a man so badly, but there was too much clothing between us. I started to lift his shirt when Noah broke our kiss like a man coming up for air.
“Wait, wait. Damn…wait…” He shifted his weight to the bed and fought to catch his breath. “I’m sorry…it’s just…sensory overload. I haven’t felt anything in months and now I’m feeling everything all at once.”
I took a breath to calm my own racing heart. “It’s okay,” I said, stroking his cheek. “I’m sorry, I should have thought of that.”
“You couldn’t know. I didn’t.”
“Maybe we can just…slow down?” I ran my hands over his biceps and up the bunched muscles of his shoulders. “Are you still…aroused?”
He coughed a small laugh. “To say the least.”
“Then let me take care of you. Slowly.”
I kissed him again, though it was hardly a kiss. I hovered over his mouth with mine while my tongue swept across his lips. I drew the lower one in and sucked it for a moment before letting go.
“Jesus, Charlotte…”
I pushed him back onto the pillows. He brought one leg up to hide the evidence that strained against his pants, but not before I could see that part of him was just as impressive as the rest. The throbbing between my own legs increased, and I wanted to straddle him until we both came undone, but I had to wait. His senses were in overdrive to make up for his lost sight, and he hadn’t touched anyone in almost a year.
I scooted up so that my body was flush with his and trailed little feathery kisses along his neck, my tongue darting now and then to taste the warm, faint saltiness of his skin. He smelled so good. Masculine and clean and whatever it was that made him, him.
Noah’s breathing increased at once, and my hand on his chest felt the pounding of his heart. I moved lower, went under the hem of his shirt to feel the lines of his abs. They were so tight and hard they hardly seemed real to me. He sucked in a breath, and those muscles contracted under my touch.
I nuzzled his neck now, as my hand went lower, touching him over his pants for the first time. He let out a harsh exhale and closed his eyes. “Oh, Christ…”
