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All at once, my chest felt tight, even as my heart tripped into overdrive, and an ache settled in my core, acute enough for me to need to press my thighs together to ease it.
To no avail.
My hungry gaze moved back upward, finding him watching me looking at him.
That hunger in his gaze made another pulse of need course through me.
My gaze slid to his lips, feeling my own part at the memory of our kiss, then back upward.
“Fuck it,” he hissed, seemingly to himself.
He tossed my clothes onto the counter as he moved into the bathroom, grabbing the back of my neck and yanking me against him as his lips crashed down on mine.
That sizzle I felt before?
It sparked into a flame, one that blazed through me until it was a wildfire, out of control, consuming me entirely.
Wells’s lips were hard on mine, borderline bruising as he turned us, pushing me back against the sink cabinet.
His hips pressed into mine, and his thin pajama pants were doing nothing to hide the proof of his desire.
Shameless in my own, my hips ground into him.
A groan moved through him, vibrating into my chest, and his hips pressed into me harder as his teeth nipped my lower lip, biting, pulling.
My hands slid up his arms, over his chest, then down his back, nails digging in as his tongue teased over mine.
Wells reached downward, grabbing me behind each knee, and yanking me up and off of my feet.
My fingers dug into his skin for a second before he dropped my ass down onto the sink counter.
His hips pressed into my knees until they parted for him, allowing him to step between.
His lips left mine then, trailing down my jaw, then my neck, creating little shivers as I angled my head back to invite more.
His tongue traced my clavicle before his lips were moving to the center of my chest, then down. Finding the towel, he reached out, yanking the tuck free, and with one movement, the towel fell away completely, pooling at the sides of my body.
The cool air and the brush of his stubble had my nipples hardening even as his lips pressed a kiss between my breasts.
His one hand lifted, closing over my breast, his big fingers covering it completely, squeezing almost to the point of pain for a second before his thumb and forefinger moved to my nipple, doing a delicious little roll.
A deep moan escaped me, dragging a growling sound from him as his face suddenly shifted to the other side of my chest, sucking my nipple into his mouth.
Desire, white-hot, coursed through me, making my legs slide up his thighs, then wrap around his hips, trying to pull him closer even as his tongue started to trace my nipple.
He wouldn’t press against me, though.
He moved across my chest, continuing the torment until I was writhing and whimpering.
Only then did he look back up at me, his gaze molten, watching me as his fingers traced up my inner thigh, then drifted inward.
A jolt moved through me as I finally felt the tip of his finger tracing up my cleft.
“Already drenched for me,” he murmured, voice shivering over and through me even as his finger found my clit, and started to circle around it, but refused to give me the direct contact I was aching for.
“Wells, please,” I begged, rocking restlessly against him.
Only then did his finger move across the sensitive point, making a ragged moan escape me.
