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He groaned from behind me as we moved down the hall, the sound making heat pool low in my belly.
“We need a bed,” he mumbled, adding to the desire already taking over.
When I glanced over my shoulder, his focus was locked on my ass.
But as he opened the door to his apartment, questions swirled in his green irises.
He was giving me a chance to tell him he was being presumptuous. But I wanted this as much as he did.
“I’ve waited eleven years for this.” He ran his tongue across his lower lip, studying my face. “But if you’re not sure…”
I stepped forward, pressing a palm to his chest. “I’m sure.” Popping up on my toes, I brushed my lips against the rough skin of his neck.
The shudder that worked its way through him filled me with a sense of power. Knowing I could make this man shiver gave my confidence a huge boost.
Keeping my lips against his skin, I said, “I want you.”
His pulse pounded below my lips.
“Badly,” I whispered.
His groan vibrated through me, and in a heartbeat, I was backed against the closed door, with his arms braced on either side of my head.
His lips were a breath away from mine, but he didn’t close the distance. “Oh, I intend to give you everything you want, baby. But be prepared, because I’m going to take my time with you.” He examined every inch of my face, then perused my body as well. Each flick of his eyes felt like a promise of what was to come. “I want to taste every part of you. Fuck, I’ve wanted this body for years.”
“Good.” A smile curved my lips in response to the need in his voice.
I ran my hands through his hair as his skimmed down my sides and bit into my ass with a pain that was so full of pleasure, it pulled a moan from deep within me. He lifted me like that and carried me toward his bedroom. His mouth was on mine again in another desperate kiss that I couldn’t get enough of. But then I was falling. My stomach flipped just as I landed on his soft mattress.
Running my tongue over my bottom lip, I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as he toed off his shoes and pulled his T-shirt over his head.
God, he was gorgeous. I soaked in the view of his broad shoulders and the expanse of lean, tanned muscle. I swallowed hard, itching to touch him.
In quick movements, he tugged his shorts and boxers off, and when his cock sprang free, the heat simmering low in my core ignited. Chest heaving suddenly, I sat up and tugged at the hem of my shirt. Because, while Mason was utterly naked, I was still fully clothed.
He moved in close and gently pushed my hands away. “No. Let me.”
Obediently, I dropped my hands to the bed. Mason leaned over me, his fingers brushing the sensitive skin of my stomach as he lifted my shirt over my head. My heart rate picked up as his heated stare burned into me again. When my shirt had hit the floor, he slid his hands down my back and unhooked my bra, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine.
He pulled back, taking my bra with him, and when my breasts fell free, the way he looked at me had my cheeks heating.
“You are so damn beautiful.” He tilted forward again, kissing the corner of my mouth. “So perfect.” He worked his way down the column of my throat, then down my chest, his tongue tracing the curve of my breast.
He was teasing me, exploring me with his mouth. He moved lower, letting his tongue explore my belly before pulling my shorts and thong down my legs. When I was bare before him, his eyes blazed with that deep green I was quickly becoming addicted to all over again.
“Need you, Mason.” We’d lost our chance at this eleven years ago, and now the need between us was stifling.
He slipped his hands under my knees and gave a quick tug, sending me falling back onto the mattress. Then he dragged his nose along my inner thigh, the move making me buck and moan. He stopped and pressed a kiss close to where I needed him most.
“I need to taste you.” His tone was low, dark, desperate.
I shivered in response, wanting everything he was offering. But right now, what I needed most was to feel him. “I need you inside me.”
He swiped his tongue along my center, teasing.
I whimpered and writhed. “Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” With a grin, he pushed to his feet. Then he opened his nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. “But next time, I’m getting my mouth on you first.”
