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The elevator doors opened, and I stepped out, but his answer stayed with me. He was so confident in who he was. It didn’t matter to him what anyone thought of his lifestyle or clothes. He was secure enough in himself to just be who he was.
“What are you thinking so hard about?” he asked while we walked down the hallway.
I pulled the apartment keys from my purse and began unlocking the door while answering. “Just that you’re so confident.”
He followed me inside, and we made our way to the kitchen. I put my purse on the counter and gestured for him to do the same. “You can put my tote there.”
He did and then turned to face me. “Did something happen?”
I took a deep breath. “Why do you ask?”
“Seems like something’s going on.”
“No, nothing happened. I showed a wedding venue today, and I’ve been really busy. Guess I’m just a little preoccupied.”
“You sure that’s all it is?”
“Would you like a drink or something?” I asked him quickly, doing everything I could to avoid trying to explain all the feelings forcing themselves to the surface today. I pointed at the refrigerator. “I don’t think we have any beer, but there’s probably wine.” I glanced at the clock. “Maybe it’s too early for that. We have iced tea.” I looked around the kitchen, purposely avoiding his eyes. Afraid if he looked too close, he’d see my attraction. The interest I always felt for him, but for some reason, I couldn’t seem to push it aside today. Maybe it was because I hadn’t seen him in a while, or perhaps it was just him, and I was finally accepting the truth. “I could make coffee too if you’d like.”
He put his hands on the counter on either side of my hips, and I swallowed hard. “Look at me, princess.” I closed my eyes when I felt throbbing between my legs in response to his deep, growly voice.
That nickname got to me. His nearness got to me. If I looked up, he would know what was going through my mind. I never understood how he knew me so well in the little time we’d known each other.
He dropped his head, and his rough stubble slid across my cheek. “Why won’t you look at me?”
I swallowed hard and slid my eyes to his. “I’m looking at you.”
“You are now.” He lifted his hand and laid it against the side of my neck. “Tell me what’s going on.”
“You just took me by surprise.” I tried to explain what I was feeling, but I wasn’t even sure I understood it. “It’s been a while. I didn’t expect you to be here.”
“Been giving you space.” His eyes slid to my lips. “Today, I needed to lay my eyes on you. You gotta know, this is exactly where I want to be.”
A feeling of want like I’d never experienced before slammed into me. Reaching up, I wrapped my hands in his T-shirt and pushed any lingering doubt from my mind. I wasn’t fighting it anymore. I was going to get hurt when he walked away for good, but I just couldn’t seem to let him go. He wasn’t interested in the long-term, which would eventually be our downfall, but he was here now. He was standing in front of me, and I was so tired of denying my feelings.
I lifted my eyes and briefly met his before I crushed my lips against his. He jerked back for a second before he wrapped his hands around my hips and pulled my body against his. I moaned, opening my mouth wide to feel his tongue slide against mine. The harder he kissed me, the wetter I got. I should’ve been embarrassed, but I wanted him to feel what he was doing to me and to know if I was doing the same to him.
Sliding my hand down his shirt and over his belly, I only stopped when he grabbed my hand and tore his mouth from mine. “Don’t do that if you aren’t gonna finish this. I’ve missed you too much, and I’m too fucking wound up.”
Staring into his eyes, I pulled my hand from his and slid it over the hard bulge in his jeans. He closed his eyes and groaned loudly, grabbing my hand and pushing it hard against his cock. When I squeezed my hand, he grabbed the hem of my skirt and shoved it up, not wasting a minute before he shoved my panties aside. When his fingers ran through my slit, my head dropped back, and I moaned loudly. I was so close. If he added any pressure to my clit, I would come immediately.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He pulled his fingers from me, wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me. “Jump.”
“What?” I panted.
“Wrap your legs around me.”
I nodded and did what he asked before he started walking. “Where are we going?”
“Bedroom,” he answered and dropped his lips back to mine.
I heard the door slam behind us seconds before my back hit the bed, and he fell on top of me. He crushed his lips to mine, reached down, and tore my panties. I heard them tearing, and it excited me. I didn’t care what that meant. I couldn’t think beyond how it would feel to have him inside me again.
Reaching down, I unsnapped his jeans and pushed the zipper down just as he tore my blouse open. When his lips surrounded my nipple, I cried out, needing more. My body was on fire, and I needed relief, but I knew he liked to prolong it sometimes. I liked that too, but I also liked when he took me hard and fast like he did the first time. That was what I needed right now.
Putting my hands on either side of his face, I lifted it until I could see his eyes. “I don’t want to play.”
“Tell me what you want,” he growled.
