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He growled, “Damn it.”
He dropped his head and pressed his lips to mine.
When he tried to immediately pull away, I whimpered and wrapped my arms around his neck to bring him back to me.
I moved my mouth beneath his, eager and insistent.
He went still but didn’t try to break free.
I felt some reassurance in that, so I kept kissing him.
At last, he let out a snarl and slanted his lips over mine, taking control of the kiss and deepening it.
He cupped the back of my head and tilted it.
His other hand snaked down my torso to wrap around my waist, pulling me tight against him.
Everything became a blur as our tongues clashed as the kiss went on and on.
I was overwhelmed with sensation as Ryan touched me.
I felt so giddy I couldn’t think straight.
All I was certain of at that moment was that I didn’t want this to end. It just felt too…good.
“I gasped his name when he moved his lips from mine to kiss along my jaw and down the side of my neck. “Please, don’t stop.”
“I don’t think I can,” he hissed. “Damn it, Sam, do you know how hard I’ve tried…tried to…”
“To what, Ryan?” I whispered, stroking his chin with my fingertips. “Tell me.”
He gazed down at me with a furrowed brow and shook his head.
“No,” he growled. “No more talking. We’re way past that.”
Before I could say another word, Ryan slammed his lips to mine once more, and a frenzy seemed to come over the two of us.
I felt the need to be closer to him. I didn’t want there to be any barriers between us. I wanted to feel his skin against mine.
I grabbed at the bottom of his shirt and started pulling it up. He helped me, tugging it up and off, then tossing it to the ground. I took a moment to admire him. His torso was hard with muscle. Defined pecs and rock-hard abs. My lips parted, and I nearly drooled. Raising my hands, I ran my fingers along the dips and crevices of his chest and stomach, unable to help myself.
Ryan let me explore for a few moments, but then he caught my hands and put them at my sides. He held my gaze as he slowly began unbuttoning the front of my sundress. My breathing grew heavier and heavier as he undressed me. When he’d opened the dress to my waist, he pushed the straps off my shoulders, and it fell off of me and pooled on the ground at my feet.
Standing before him in nothing but my bra and panties, I had to fight the instinct to cover myself with my hands. Ryan stepped back and took me in, his gaze roaming over me from head to toe. Did he like what he saw? Was he turned off by me? I felt self-conscious about my small breasts and lack of curves. I knew I was scrawny and not at all womanly. Boys had teased me before, but I’d never cared. None of those boys had mattered, and their opinions of me didn’t bother me.
Ryan mattered, though, and his opinion meant everything. If he didn’t find me attractive, I would be devastated.
“Christ, Sam,” he said, scrubbing his hand over his mouth. “When did you become so damn beautiful?”
I blinked, caught off guard by his compliment and heated tone.
“I…I am?” I whispered.
He met my gaze. “Yeah, you are. If anyone ever tells you otherwise, they’re a fucking fool.”
I was stunned. Did he really mean that? I was almost too afraid to hope. A part of me wasn’t sure this was even really happening. It seemed impossible, like a dream.
A dream I never wanted to wake up from.
