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Now that it’s here …
My heart is about to explode with excitement and nerves.
A part of me still feels like I’m cheating on my marriage. It’s such a strange feeling.
Or perhaps it feels like this is too good to be happening. That I shouldn’t feelthis goodright now.
I shove that part of me aside, willing myself to move through it. Trusting that this is all part of the process. A part of moving on.
Especially now that I know what I want. WhatI’ve always wanted.
London suddenly stands up, taking me along with him. I let out a small squeak of surprise, only to have it drowned out by his smiling kiss.
“God, I love that sound,” he murmurs against my lips.
My chest feels like it’s about to burst open and I weave my hands through his dark hair, wishing this feeling would never end. Wishing this new chapter we’re both creating would last for eternity.
Before I realize it, we’re moving. I don’t break our kiss long enough to orient myself until London kicks a door shut behind us and I slide down to the floor, standing directly in front of him.
Suddenly enveloped in a room we’ve staged for the Upper Tier, the gravity of this moment settles over me.
I’m here. In theOne Night Stand Club, ready to explore theone manI should have always been with. Theone manwho has always had my heart.
I hear the lock click into place and I smile to myself.
Even if,God forbid, one of the others came upstairs, it won’t matter. We’re fully, and totally alone, and now, privacy envelops us.
Elation swims through my veins as I untuck his shirt from beneath his pants. I slide my hands over his broad shoulders, so I can remove it fully. As I do so, my eyes snag on the tattoo—the one right above his heart. With a smile on my lips, I trace the petals.
London watches me, not moving a muscle as I take it in.
“It’s—” he says breathlessly, wrapping my hand in his as he presses it to his chest. “Lily, for me, it’s always been you.”
My breath hitches as our eyes meet again. There’s so much there in the depths of his—love, longing, a fierce determination to make sure I understand where this is heading.
I kiss him again, harder this time—needing to show him how much he means to me, too. How much I need him. Wanthim…
Slowly, London presses forward, never breaking our kiss as he walks us to the edge of the bed. When the backs of my knees hit the fabric of the bedspread, he prowls forward, helping to settle me against the mattress so gently, that I can hardly stand it.
“I hope you’re ready for a long night, Lily,” he whispers, fire burning in those lust-filled eyes of his. “Because I intend to take my time.”
My breath catches in my throat and a thrill of excitement races through me at the promise of those words. Everything tightens—my heart, my core, my breasts …
Holyhell.
Quivering with anticipation, I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on.
He moves with a deliberate sensuality as he crawls backward to removes my shoes. I never would have thought something as simple as that could be hot, but dear lord above, I’m practically a puddle on this bed.
When both of have been removed and thrown to the floor, he kneels at the edge of the bed, watching me with a seductive grin for a moment. Then, with a slight shake of his head, he crawls forward, hovering slightly as his lips crush mine.
I groan as he settles on top of me, his hips tipping just enough that I can feel exactly how much he’s affected. His hard length presses against my pelvis, but it’s not enough—not nearly enough.
I open my legs wide, inviting him to settle between them. When he does, a guttural sound escapes his lips and he drops his head to my clavicle.
“Christ,” he mutters between labored breaths.
“We need less clothing,” I whisper at his ear, nipping gently.
