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Vance pulled back enough to look at my bare chest, the moonlight making his blue eyes impossibly bright even in the dim interior. He groaned, the sound low enough to send a shiver through me. He glanced up, meeting my eyes, just as he reached out and cupped one breast in his left hand.
His hand was cool against my heated skin, and for a moment I wanted to hide. I worried whether my body was good enough. Was it to his liking? He’d had enough experience to judge me against famous actresses and models and women whose entire existence was looking good.
How could I live up to that?
A gentle brush against my nipple had me sucking in a harsh breath, the sensation so overwhelming that my back arched of its own accord, like a reflex I couldn’t control.
“Don’t think about anything else,” he said. “I’m not with anyone else, not thinking about anyone else, so don’t you dare do it. Focus on me, just for a little while.”
Talk about a devil’s whisper.His words felt like a deal offered to me, as if he were reaching up from hell. All I needed to do was obey and he’d pull me down with him.
And right now, Iwantedto go with him. I wanted to give myself over to him, to whatever he wanted, to feel what I knew he could give me.
“Good girl,” he whispered and leaned in, his lips going to my neglected breast, to the one he didn’t tease with his thumb. He pressed soft kisses, first to the top of my breast, then along the full curve, but avoided the nipple. Despite that, the peak had drawn into a tight point. When he finally turned his head and dragged the flat of his tongue across that swollen point, fireworks lit up the darkness inside me, sparking those feelings to life, electrifying my entire body.
I suddenly found myself angry at the Quad, at Nem, at my father, at everyone who had sheltered me so I’d missed out on this for so long. I moved my arms to wrap around him, leaning toward him, wanting more—needingmore.
I pushed him backward and crawled into his lap, too lust-drunk to think about how I might make a fool of myself. The fabric of my gown pooled around us, and my body cast him in a shadow as I blocked out the moonlight.
I reached between us, terrified something would steal this moment away. How many times in my life had I thought, for just a moment, that things would work out? That I could have what I wanted? Only to have those things slip away from me?
This was too important. I wanted it too much to risk that. It made me reckless and eager as I slid my hand down his chest, over the hard muscles of his stomach, to the fastener of his slacks. All I had to do was undo this, shift a bit of fabric, and he could slide into me.
I’d worn a thong to prevent any lines in the dress, which meant we could tug that aside. I’dfinallyknow what this felt like.
He caught my wrists, holding them in one of his large hands before I could undo his pants. He leaned forward, but his lips didn’t touch me again. Instead, he rested his face against my neck, his breath rough and hot against my skin.
I couldn’t stand him stopping me, him keeping anything from me, so without thinking about it I rocked my hips. I ground against his hard cock—at least that meant he was interested, right?—but it wasn’t enough.
Or rather, it wasn’t enough at first. If I kept going, I’d bet it would be eventually. My pride had disappeared, and if I had to rut against him like this to get off,fine.
I rolled my hips again, arching my back and leaning back so his erection stroked right against my clit. My lips parted on their own and I cried out softly, not caring how far it carried, who heard, nothing.
“Kenz,” he said on a groan, the sound masculine and sexy and sure to fill my filthy dreams from now on. Yet, an edge of it held hesitation, as though he were moments from waking up before I did, ready to stop this.
Please, don’t.
I let him hold my wrists still, not bothering to try to take them back. If it made him think he had control of this, I didn’t care. My thighs would burn come tomorrow, unused to this movement, but it was worth it. I didn’t slow, altering how I grounded against him only to chase my own pleasure, the sensations that made the muscles in my body tighten in waves as I neared my own release.
I leaned back again, the space between my shoulder blades touching something, and a loud noise made me jump.
It took me a moment to realize I’d leaned against the horn.
And just like that, Vance blinked slowly, the moment broken.
At least, it was for him. “Please, don’t stop,” I begged, not caring how pathetic I sounded.
He swallowed hard and released my wrists. My hope soared only to crash when he grasped the neckline of my gown and pulled it up, then slid the shoulder straps back on.
“Kenz,” he said, the lust gone from his voice as if it hadn’t been there at all.
Rejected again…
He opened his mouth, and I could see the excuses tumbling around in there. He was getting ready to tell me no, to explain why I was foolish for wanting this, why it was a bad idea. After the evening where I’d felt like I’d finally seen the real him, where I understood him, where we’d gotten closer, he now seemed farther away than ever.
Worse, I still panted hard, breathless, my body having gone haywire in a way that frightened me. I’d been so close, andhe’ddone this to me. He’d touched me, he’d woke this inside me—again—and just like before, he tore it away.
I grasped blindly for the door, needing to escape.
