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WILLOW
This wasn’t me.
I wasn’t the kind of girl to meet a guy at a bar and get lost in the night and laughter and an unknown amount of drinks. I didn’t have one-night stands. I’d never even been the kind of girl who had sex on the first date—not that tonight had been a date.
I was a relationship sort of girl. Always had been.
But there I was...stumbling toward the bedroom of my new apartment. Clumsily undressing and leaving a trail of our clothes. Laughter still pouring free and bleeding into moans when his hands gripped and teased, and his mouth did that—
“Oh God,” I breathed when he set his mouth on me and reached back to ground myself to the doorframe we were standing in.
I wasn’t sure when he’d settled on his knees or when we’d made it to where we were. And a part of me wished I was sober for this.
A small part.
Because right then, all I cared about was the sight of this commanding man on his knees in front of me, devouring me as if he’d been deprived of this his entire life. Making my legs tremble and my stomach flood with heat because nothing had ever been like this.
It could’ve been all the whiskeys...but as I shattered with a stunned cry, coming harder and faster than I ever had before, I had a feeling it was him.
His gray eyes and wicked smirk...the complex and enticing air clinging to him that shouted mystery and exhilaration and hinted at danger. And from how the night progressed, I had no doubt he could be dangerous...to my heart and body and mind.
“Taste like heaven,” he said as he stood, the words barely more than a growl as he crushed his mouth to mine and lifted me into his arms as if I weighed nothing at all.
The kiss was a punishing brand, sealed with a mixture of whiskey and me, as he moved us through my room and crawled onto the bed without ever losing his hold on me.
And then I was there. Shamelessly naked as I watched him move back to grab a condom from his wallet and remove the last of his clothes. Heated eyes raking over every inch of me as I did the same to him.
Lingering on the scars covering one side of his torso and the massive symbol tattooed into the other before my attention fell to him when he freed himself.
Holy shit.
My lips parted with a shaky exhale as I watched him slowly stroke himself before rolling the condom on. But a laugh tumbled from my lips when I noticed the tattoo on his pelvis, just above and to the side of his thick length.
The corner of his mouth quirked up as he knelt on the bed and pressed one hand near my head, bringing his face close to mine. All that intensity never seeming to fade as he settled his hips between my thighs, even as he said, “Think you’re the first girl to laugh.”
“No, no. It isn’t—” I buried my face in my hands and cursed every one of those whiskeys because I couldn’t stop giggling, and this man was on top of me after just giving me the most intense orgasm of my life.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” I blew out a steadying breath and lowered my hands, teasing the defined ridges of his torso before trailing one over the large symbol. “It’s just that you have a tiny version of this tattooed in a very interesting place.”
“My mini rebel,” he said as that smirk widened into something mesmerizing and breathtaking and, most definitely, a little dangerous.
There’s nothing mini about that...
“I know,” he muttered. The short response was all mischief and amusement, and let me know I’d said my embarrassing thought out loud, thanks to my inebriated state. “But if a girl only has my pants undone to suck my cock, she’ll see that and know exactly who she’s dealing with. But you have all of me tonight.”
A whimper crept up my throat when he emphasized his words by slowly inching inside me, stretching and filling me so completely, and stealing my next breath when he stole the softest, sweetest kiss.
I was sure what he’d said would bother me...
I was sure I would dissect it and overanalyze the hell out of it...
Later.
Because I was still in a place where I wanted nothing more than a night with the mysterious man I’d just met. I was still being reckless and not at all me. Too absorbed in the charming stranger holding me and already eagerly anticipating what he was about to give me.
So, instead of the disgust I would feel in the morning, instead of making him leave my bed as I probably should’ve, I just hummed in amusement as I wrapped my legs around his back, angling him even deeper.
Another moan slipped past my lips when he pulled back and drove in harder than before. “And who exactly am I dealing with?”
