Page 118 of Stolen Beauty


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“Have you got some ideas?”

“I do.”

Outside the window, we’re passing tree-lined streets, and it appears we’re near an office park or parts of the airport.

“These tinted windows. People can’t see in, right?”

“No. They can’t.” He takes my hand, lifts it to his mouth, and kisses my palm. The prickling of his beard gives me goosebumps and the tenderness in his eyes sets my heart fluttering. It’s a good thing I’m sitting because I’m not sure I could stand.

I wore loose, soft clothes for the flight. His touch beneath the light sweater, directly on my skin, sets off a flurry of sensations. Slowly we kiss. Our breaths quicken. A mix of hard and soft kisses rain down over my neck to my chest. He tugs on the sweater, and I lean back and pull it over my head, letting it fall. I reach behind me and unclasp my bra.

Love. That’s what I see in his eyes. And that’s what I feel as his lips press against my scar. He cups my breasts and sucks on an exposed nipple and my entire body twitches.

I tug at his shirt. It’s a three-button short sleeve henley, and it’s in the way.

“Fuck, baby, I need you.”

My clit pulses in time with my heartbeat. Yes, that’s my body, answering him. I need him too.

He maneuvers me onto the seat, legs together, in the air, and with one swift tug my loose pants and underwear are gone. God, the way he looks at me. I can only imagine it’s how I look at him. The rough pads of his fingers trail along my thigh, and my hip, over my curls.

I push up and struggle with his cargo pants. He toes off his shoes and then he’s up, helping me to remove everything and then I’m back in his lap, his erection standing tall, nestled between us. I wrap my hand around his length, and he groans. He fists my hair and forces my mouth back to his. I rise up and my knees press into the leather seat. I drag him along my seam and his hands clutch my ass and then I sink down onto him.

Oh, fuck, he feels so good.

“Holy shit,” he breathes against my neck, giving me a second to adjust, for my body to accommodate him. “You feel so fucking good, baby. But hold on. Stay right there.”

He reaches around me, grabs his pants, a wallet, there’s a glimmer of foil, and he rips it with his teeth.

“Raise up.”

I don’t want to. No part of me wants to, but I have to meet with my doctor. And I love him for thinking about that when I completely forgot. I lift back up onto my knees, pressing my hands on his shoulders. I’m not embarrassed. I just want him. Now.

In a flash, he’s covered, and I sink back down, stretching around him.

The world outside blurs as we find our rhythm. His fingers work in tandem with our hips and his mouth covers mine to squelch the sounds of pleasure I can’t control. Blood rushes hot and thick through my veins. Perspiration coats my skin and sticks to the leather. My legs wrap around him. I’m somehow on my back and our kiss is sloppy and sweet, and I don’t think I could ever be closer to anyone than I am to him right now. In this moment.

Tremors spread slowly, from my core, through my muscles forcing my toes to curl until my breath comes in choppy pants that I fight to control.

“It’s okay, baby. Let it go.”

Bright lights flash behind my eyelids, and deep within me he throbs and my muscles convulse.

He brushes my hair away from my brow and presses kisses along my nose and cheeks as our breaths even out.

“Wow. I can’t believe what we just did.” I look to the front of the limousine. “You don’t think he could hear us do you?”

He grins. “No.”

My fingers scrape through his beard and he captures them and presses the tips to his lips.

“That was…just…wow.” I can’t believe what came over me…us. Being with Knox…he’s incredible.

“Baby, with us, it just keeps getting better. Trust me, what we have, it’s special.”

“I don’t want to know what it’s like with anyone else.”

He stills and those earnest eyes burn into me. “You’re mine, Sage. Only mine. No one else gets to have you.”

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