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together as his eyes turned
recalcitrant. “That wasn’t very nice of me, was it?”
     
    I slung my arms around his neck and shook my head. “No, it
wasn’t…but I liked it.”
     
    His guilty eyes turned playful again as he thought about that
night. “I couldn’t resist.” His fingers trailed up my arms, raising
them over my head and causing delightful shivers to course down my
body. “You had your arms up here.” He cocked one over my head and
brought the other one above it. Holding both wrists in one hand, he
trailed his finger down my nose to my mouth. “You were biting your
lip as you danced.” I bit my lip again as I watched his hungry eyes
recreate the sight of me that had pushed him over the edge. His
finger floated over my lip and down between my breasts. I closed my
eyes but he kept going, dragging the finger over my still exposed
belly button to my shorts. He played with the waistband before
bringing a hand to my hip bone. “And these…these hips…” He leaned
over me to lightly breathe on my face, our lips brushing. “These
hips drove me straight to madness.”
     
    He brought his lips down to mine and released my hands. I
wrapped my arms over his head, firmly holding him to me. When we
paused for air, I muttered, “You were watching me?”
     
    He ran his nose along my jaw, flicking his tongue for an
occasional taste. “Ceaselessly.” His lips traveled back and forth
along my jaw. “I have many things to atone for, and I hate what
happened between us later, but I’ll never feel sorry for tasting
your skin that night.” I gasped and arched against him, lifting my
head so his lips could revisit my neck.
     
    He obliged and feather-light touches made their way down my
skin. His mouth still on my neck, his fingers tore at the knotted
section of my shirt. In one smooth move he lifted the dark material
up and brought it over my head. His eyes lingered over my body for
a second before he harshly unhooked my bra and ripped it off of me.
My body pulsed with need as his burning eyes visually caressed
me.
     
    With a sigh, he dropped his head to my stomach. “I need this
flesh,” he muttered as his tongue ran up me.
     
    Fire shot through me at the contact and I writhed under his
touch. “I need you too, Kellan.”
     
    He dragged his tongue between my breasts. “I need to see your
face when I do this.” He flicked his tongue all the way up to my
neck and I closed my eyes and groaned in response.
     
    “I need to hear you when I do this.” He brought his lips, and
that miraculous tongue, to my breast, swirling it around the
nipple.
     
    I arched my back and dug my hands into his hair. “God, yes…”
     
    His breath heavy, he brought his lips to my ear. “I need to be
inside of you…as deep as I can go.” My body ached with his words,
my light shorts suddenly horribly uncomfortable as the pleasant
tingling between my thighs shifted to a full-on throbbing ache. I
moaned loudly and tried to kiss him but he pulled away.
     
    He hovered above me and I opened my eyes to gaze at the god-like
man before me. His expression burning with desire for me, he
swallowed heavily. “And I need to hear you beg for it.” His
expression asking so much more than his words, he added, “Do you
want me?”
     
    The throbbing that I didn’t think could get any worse,
intensified, and my mouth found his. “God, Kellan…please, yes,
God…please. I want you…I want you so much.” I also meant more than
just the words. He was asking me if he was the one I really wanted
to be with. I was telling him, as plainly as I could, that he
was.
     
    I mumbled more pleas for him while our mouths enacted what we
both wanted. With heavy breaths and frantic fingers we pulled off
the remainder of our clothes and he did exactly what he’d said he
needed to do.
     
    Smiling as I woke up the next morning, I yawned and stretched.
My arms and legs didn’t collide with another warm body in my chilly
bed, but I wasn’t too