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She looks up at me, giving me the sweetest smile. “You really are.”
“Always have been. It just took you a while to figure it out,” I add with a grin.
One of her eyebrow cocks up in response. “Maybe I would have figured it out sooner if you hadn’t made your speech about how we weren’t friends.”
I groan. I’m never going to live that down. “I was frustrated and trying not to scare you.”
She giggles. “For future reference, Victor, I’d prefer you scare me.”
“Mm…” is the only reply I can make because she slides her hands over my abdomen. The heat of her skin on mine is potent. It is all I can do not to throw her on the bed and take what belongs to me. Instead, I force myself to be still and let her learn my body. My Gia surprises me when she kisses the crook of my neck, while her fingers continue to graze against my abs. I hiss from the pleasure of her lips on me. It feels so fucking good. If the rest of the night goes like I plan, I may not survive.
When I look down at her, she’s watching me with an unspoken question in her eyes. “Your lips feel fucking good on me, Gia.”
She seems to glow with my praise, letting it make her braver, slowly kissing an imaginary path to the front of my neck. Her sweet tongue comes out to lick against my Adam’s apple, and I swear to God, my knees almost buckle. After waiting for nearly a fucking year, I’m already about to explode. She has no idea of her effect on me as she continues kissing along my collarbone, then across my pecs. I grab her hips, bringing her body even closer. My fingers bite into her soft skin, making her release a sweet meow of pleasure.
“Fuck, baby,” I moan as her tongue slides against my right nipple.
I watch her as she slides her fingers against the left one. She suckles and I use my hold on her to grind her against my aching cock. I bring my other hand up to curl my fingers into her hair, holding her tighter. I don’t want her to stop. It feels too good. Gia shocks the hell out of me when I feel her capture the hard nub between her teeth and flick it with her tongue. The sensationsvibrate through my body. My control is a tightly pulled bow string. It’s all I can do to keep from taking over.
I palm her ass, picking her up. Gia wraps her legs around me, her fingers biting into my sides. She looks up at me confused. “Did I do something wrong?”
“It feels too good. You’re about to make me lose control,” I explain. Her wet glossy lips move into a smile, making her eyes glisten. The emerald green deepens in color and my heart stalls in my chest.She’s breathtaking. “I don’t want this to be over too soon, Kitten.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” she quips.
“Damn straight you’re not,” I growl, taking her mouth in a kiss that skirts the line of desperation. I ravish her mouth, getting drunk on the taste of her. I kiss her until we’re forced to pull apart just to breathe. I lay her on the bed, watching as she licks her lips. Her gaze locked on me.
“Victor,” she beckons.
“Are you still doing okay, Kitten?”
“I would be if you were on the bed with me.”
“I want to taste you, Gia. Will you let me do that?”
I worry I’m making a mistake. I don’t want her passion to cool to the point that she lets her fear take over. I still need to make sure she’s comfortable with everything I do. We’ve come too far to go backwards now.
She nods her head, giving me permission. I can tell she’s worried, but my woman will not let it stop her.
“You’re safe with me, Gia.”
“I know that, honey,” she puffs, biting down on her lip as she watches me.
“If I do something you don’t like, all you need to do is tell me and I’ll stop. I swear it.”
She nods.
Reassured, I go to the foot of the bed. After kicking off my shoes, I’m left in nothing but my pants. My cock is dying to be free, but I’m trying not to scare her. I’m harder than I’ve ever been in my life.
“I’ll go as slow as you want me to, Kitten,” I pledge—hoping like hell I’ll find enough control to do it.
I carefully get on the bed while she pulls her legs apart enough to make room for me. I grab her foot, forcing her to bend her knee, as I give her a quick massage, pressing my thumbs into the bottom of her foot, leaning down to nip at her ankle. I’m rewarded with Gia’s giggle. I bring my gaze up to take in her smile, committing it to memory.
“You’re crazy,” she exhales.
“Over you,” I add automatically.
“That’s so corny.”
