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“What are you doing to me? What have you been doing to me?” I returned, my voice practically pleading with his.
Based on the look on his face, the response I’d given was clearly unexpected. Kane’s hands came to rest on my thighs. As they gently squeezed the flesh there, he asked, “Is there something you want? Something I can give you?”
Was there?
Of course.
And being the guy he was, Kane wasn’t just going to assume that because I’d been okay with him kissing me that I’d have been okay with taking the next step.
But for the first time in my life, I had a say in what happened, and I couldn’t think of anyone better than him to utilize that power with.
“Yes,” I replied quietly.
His features softened, his hands still gently massaging my thighs. “Tell me.”
I could do this. I could ask him for what I wanted, and I was willing to bet he’d give me exactly that.
With butterflies dancing madly in my belly, I swallowed hard before I asked, “Will you make love to me, Kane?”
I didn’t know why, but I thought Kane was going to dive right in and get down to business.
He didn’t.
Instead, he took his time. His hands put a bit more pressure on my thighs, his eyes continuing to roam over my face, my mouth, and down my throat toward my breasts. I was so focused on the intense look in his eyes that I missed memorizing the feel of the movement of his hands from my thighs toward my hips.
Needing more, desperate for it, my fingers slid into his hair and gripped it firmly as I rolled my hips over him again.
“Please,” I begged.
That did it.
Kane couldn’t miss the desire and need dripping from that single word, and fortunately for me, he wasn’t interested in delaying. He was entirely focused on delivering.
The next thing I knew, we were up and moving. Kane was carrying me through the house toward the bedroom, my legs wrapped firmly around his waist.
Eager didn’t even begin to describe what I felt about having this with him. I was craving it. Yearning for it. And I’d never felt a thirst or hunger for a man like this before in my life.
Kane made it to the bed, sat down on the edge, and brought his mouth to mine again. The moment our lips touched, he flipped me over, so my back was on the bed, and his body was on top of mine.
He’d had an arm wrapped around the back of my waist while the other hand held my thigh when he’d carried me into the room, but now that he had me here, it seemed he was more than prepared to allow his hands to go exploring.
And there wasn’t a single thing I didn’t like about that.
Kane broke the connection between our mouths and began kissing along my jaw and down my throat. What surprised me most was that I willingly tipped my chin higher in an effort to give him better access, more access.
I wanted his kisses. I wanted him to cover every inch of my body with a kiss wherever he wanted one to be. And if his mouth wasn’t going to be able to cover a spot, I wanted his hands to make up for the loss.
All I wanted was him.
Before I knew it, I felt his strong hands touching the skin at my sides, just beneath the hem of my shirt. Even though I knew I’d eventually feel that, I hadn’t been prepared for it, so when it happened, my thighs instinctively pressed tighter to his sides.
If I thought that was all he’d want, I’d have been wrong. Because the next thing I knew, my shirt was being pushed up my body until it was hoisted over my head and tossed aside.
He pulled back just a touch, allowed his eyes to roam over my body, which was now only covered by a bra and a pair of joggers. Instantly, Kane decided that I had far too much clothing on, and he went for my pants.
The moment they were gone, his eyes were molten. Desire and appreciation moved through him.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered, before lifting his shirt over his head.
