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Then, as if an afterthought, he bends to scoop up a pair of metallic champagne-colored, open-toed heels with glittering gems adorning the closed backs. Thin ankle straps complete the look.
Okay, he seriously has good taste.
“There, now yer all set,” he observes, setting out my selected outfit before turning the full force of his attention on me. My heart skips a beat as I’m suddenly captured by a pair of emerald eyes.
“Thanks,” I say, stunned and slightly flustered by his sudden proximity.
“Now, I was hopin’ I might steal a moment of yer time.” Cilian’s voice is low, his lilt soft as he steps close, and I’m suddenly intensely aware of how tall he is. “If ye don’t mind.”
The warmth of his body radiates through my thin robe, making my pulse quicken. “No, that’s fine.” Dear God, I sound like I just sprinted a mile. I havegotto pull myself together. Clearing my throat, I try to collect myself. “How can I help?”
“Ya see, usually, when I spend the night with a beautiful woman, that’s all it is. But I can’t seem to stop thinking about ye. Not since Halloween. I’m not used to getting stuck on a girl, but I’ve been goin’ positively crazy these last few months, wondering where you were, if I might not run into you at one of your father’s events. I nearly asked him fer yer number half a dozen times…”
Nervous excitement pools in my belly. And though I’m intensely grateful that he didn’t ask for my number, it sends a silent thrill through me to know I’ve been on his mind.
Because I can’t get past that night either.
For more reasons than I can count.
Cilian shakes his head, his finger hooking under my chin to tip my lips higher, making my heart tremble and goose bumps rise across my skin. The magnetic attraction between us pulls me closer, stealing the oxygen from the room as my lips tingle with anticipation.
Zach’s face flickers unexpectedly in my mind’s eye, bringing with it a wave of guilt as I think about the great conversation we just had—his complete lack of hesitation when he found out about my predicament.
The electric kiss we shared.
I don’t know how he might feel about where that puts us concerning a relationship or commitment. He didn’t even ask what I intended to do about Luke or Cilian.
But as the temperature increases between me and the man I’ve had a crush on for years, I don’t know that I can restrain myself. Cilian awakens in me a ravenous hunger that I can’t ignore.
“Well, I’m here. Now,” I breathe, my heart fluttering as his eyes flick between my eyes and my lips.
“Then put me out of my misery and say yes,” he murmurs, leaning forward until our lips are mere inches apart.
“To what?”
“Us. Me and you. I want to take my time and learn just how to make you tremble.”
Oh, God. He already has. I can’t stop the way my stomach quakes when he speaks, the sinful excitement that pools in my belly when he levels me with his gaze. I can’t find the words to answer as my lips part. But my eyes say yes.
And slowly, with agonizing patience, he inches closer, his eyes zeroing in on my mouth. His lips meet mine, gently, brushing against them like silk, and his tongue dances between my teeth. Liquid fire races through my veins, and my mind wipes clean of any logical thought as overwhelming desire consumes me.
I melt against him, my knees going weak as he kisses me with the expertise of a man who’s spent his life in bed with women. His pace is tantalizing, his pressure shifting between ravenous and tender, keeping me on my toes as he leaves me consumed by his presence.
His strong arms snake around my waist, enveloping me as he pulls me close. And I’m intensely grateful as he stabilizes me, ensuring I won’t fall when my wobbly knees give out completely.
“These lips,” he murmurs, breaking our kiss to cup my cheek as he runs the pad of his thumb over my bottom one. “I keep dreaming about how gorgeous they looked wrapped around my cock.”
My core tightens at the lascivious comment that awakens tantalizing images of that night. Then his fingers lightly brush down my throat, tracing the line of my collarbone before finding the neckline of my robe.
My breath quickens as he slowly travels down it, tracing the sensitive skin of my chest. His soft touch finds the inner curve of my breast, making my nipples harden inside my lace bra. Then he hooks a finger around my hastily tied satin belt. He undoes it, allowing the panels of my robe to fall open, even as his lips consume mine with greedy desire.
Then his warm palm cups my breast, kneading the supple flesh.
“Ye have the most perfect body,” he rasps, his voice growing strained with desire.
But Cilian’s is far more intoxicating than mine. I can’t seem to keep my hands off him as one arm wraps around his broad shoulders, my other hand running down the length of his hard chest.
His hand continues to travel over my body, sliding beneath the fabric of my robe to follow the line of my waist. Then he grabs a handful of my ass. His agonized groan blasts through me like a bomb, my thong soaking with my excitement in an instant as I crave him with shocking intensity.
