Page 128 of The Secrets We Keep


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Her face softened as her fingers dug into my hair. “I love you. Only you. Just you.”

I grabbed her waist and whirled her around, pressing her body into the cold granite. My hand tilted her head upward, and her gaze met mine.

“You know I love you, too, right?”

She nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

“You are it for me, Marin. You aremymiracle.”

She reached up on those damn tippy-toes, grabbed the back of my neck, and kissed me hard. I didn’t hesitate.

I needed to touch her.

I scooped her up and placed her on the counter, parting those pretty thighs as her feet dangled over the edge. I pulled her against me but growled in frustration as layers of fabric brushed against me.

We were not naked enough for this.

I made quick work of my shirt and ditched my shoes and socks. Bending down, I pulled Marin’s ankle up to my chest and unzipped her boot. I watched as her dress slipped down her thigh, and suddenly, I forgot all about her shoes.

“What is this?” I asked, seeing the tiniest bit of lace peeking out from the hem of her skirt.

Heat stained her cheeks. “That is a surprise,” she said, motioning back at her feet. “One thing at a time.”

I licked my lips in anticipation, but went back to the boots, sliding each one off. I hooked her foot over my shoulder, running my hands over the silky fabric of her tights. Her dress slid down further, and I caught her staring at me, waiting for my reaction.

“These are staying on,” I demanded, the moment my fingers touched the delicate lace of her thigh-highs. “Any other surprises for me?”

She bit her bottom lip and nodded, reaching for the hem of her dress. She pulled it over, and the fabric fell to the floor. I swore my eyes fell out of my damn head.

I didn’t know what the hell it was called, but it was black and lacy and cut down to her navel. And, God, it was sexy as hell.

“You had this on the whole night?”

She just smiled.

“It’s a really good thing I didn’t know that.” I tried to clear my voice. “I don’t think your parents would like me nearly as much right now.”

“Have you always been this dirty?” she asked, dragging her foot down my chest.

“No, definitely not.”

“Good.”

“This stays on as well,” I said, unable to look at anything but her in all that wicked lace.

She didn’t argue.

My eyes drifted over every inch of her as I tried to decide where to start.

There were a hundred things I wanted to do to her right now.

But I needed to be inside her.

Right. Fucking. Now.

I stepped away from her just long enough to shed my jeans and boxers. That heated stare she gave me only fueled my need for her. By the time my clothes hit the floor, I’d shoved that tiny scrap of lace between her thighs aside, and with a single thrust, I buried myself deep.

It felt like home.

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