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CHAPTER 20

Kimberly

His mouth left mine and he began to kiss tenderly with a slight firmness against my neck. I let out a small moan, my body enjoying his touch. His strong arms held tightly on my thighs as my legs remained locked around his waist. I had thought about this moment all night. After watching him play and when he lifted me up for a hug, I couldn’t wait to really wrap my legs around him.

Nipping at my ear lobe as he pushed harder into me, I ran my hands into his hair, over his neck, his shoulders, anywhere I could. I wanted all of him and I was going to get it.

My heartbeat raced in my ears as the heat grew inside of me. I couldn’t get over how broad his shoulders were. When we were teens and fooled around, he was scrawny and barely had any muscle to him and now, I couldn’t wait to get his clothes off.

Tearing at his waistline, I found his shirt and began to pull it off. I could feel his laughter against my skin as he stopped kissing me. Bringing his face to meet mine, his eyes held so much hunger and wanting. I had never been looked at that way before, even when I was married.

Luke would always take great care to be extra gentle. He wasn’t adventurous and sometimes I just wanted to be ravished. Being the gentle soul he was, he could never bring himself to do it. Yet, Sam was looking at me as if I were the last person on the planet and he had to have me.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

He stopped. Why had he stopped? Looking at him again, his green eyes softened, and I noticed the slight brown specks inside them. I had forgotten how beautiful his eyes were. Cupping his face, I kissed him gently, welcoming, and as I pulled away, I could feel his smile on his lips against mine.

“Sam, I have wanted this – Needed this for a long time.”

He took that as his sign that the gloves were off, I was all his and I didn’t need to hint or say anything else. He just knew what to do. Holding me still, we walked towards the bed and as he sat down, I kept my legs around his waist and began kissing him with a kind of need I had forgotten about.

Feeling his arousal against my thigh, my own heat flashed, causing my body to ache for his. I wanted him. Desired him. Needed him. Pushing myself up a bit, he groaned at the fabric between us that kept us apart, but it didn't stop me as I grinded against him. Nipping at his bottom lip and kissing him harder than before, our tongues joining once again, I swear I heard him growl. “If you – keep rubbing against me like that – I will ruin all the fun before it starts.”

He breathlessly got out between my kisses, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. It had been so long since I had felt the touch of another human being. I was grateful it would be him and not some total stranger I met at a bar. This was someone who had taken my virginity as well as my heart.

“Well then, you best calm yourself down. We are in for a long night.”

He groaned more as he rolled his eyes. Clearly I had said the right thing as seconds later he was grabbing the back of my neck, and practically slammed his lips against mine. His other hand was running freely underneath my clothes, touching my bare skin. I had opted for no bra tonight, more so to be comfortable, but as his fingers found my breast, I let out a content sigh. I had made a great choice with no bra.

Just as he had done before, he began rubbing against my nipple with his thumb, only lightly enough to get me moaning a little. He knew what he was doing, and I was happy to let him explore.

Tearing at his shirt once again, I pulled away slightly as I lifted his shirt up and over his head, exposing his beautiful chest. I took notice of the small, faded scars here and there. Some still a little red and others from injuries long past. Trailing my fingers down one near his neck, I couldn't help but think they were a beautiful contrast against his golden kissed skin.

“Where’s this one from?”

“Glass bottle to the throat. Luckily, he missed and caught my shoulder instead.”

“I don’t really count that as lucky. What about this one?”

Another scar ran down his right bicep to his elbow.

“Fight with a hockey skate blade. Most of these are from hockey games.”

“Are any from…” I bit my lip. I didn’t want to ask and change the mood, but I saw him realize what I was going to ask.

“No, none of them are from him.”

A small smile fell to my lips as he leaned in, brushing his lips against mine. He kissed me lightly and ran his hands up my thighs. Shivering in response as his lips met mine and again, he trailed his lips down to my jawline, to my neck and I arched my back in response. My need for him grew as a pulsing started between my legs. I ached more for him, desperately wishing he would just take my clothes off and have his way with me.

Almost as if he read my mind, he lifted the jersey over my head then the long-sleeved t-shirt. Leaving my breasts completely exposed, a soft flush rushed to my skin as a low rumble rose from his throat as he looked down at me.

He leaned in and as I arched my back, he lowered his mouth to one of my nipples and began licking and nipping while his hand was on the other one. The sudden change in temperature sent shivers to run down my spine as my core became wet, desperate to have all of him.

His hand dropped my breast and ran down my side, to my waist then began moving towards my center. My body cried out for more. I ached for him to touch me. And as his hand pressed against the fabric that separated us, I could feel him smile against my breast.

“You feel ready for me, good girl.”

His voice sounded husky and happy. He knew what he was doing to me, without even really trying. It had been way too long since someone touched me the way he was touching me. As he rubbed the palm of his hand up and down, it got me more riled up. I couldn't help but move in return, desperate for a real touch. Lifting myself up slightly off his lap, I gave him more access.

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