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“If you don’t want me to kiss you, I won’t.
But I’ve been dreaming of kissing your sinful mouth since the moment we first met.”
“Same here,” I confessed, trapping the tip of his thumb between my teeth. He sucked in a sharp breath, and I released his finger. Shaking my head, I countered, “But I won’t give you permission to kiss me.” I paused for effect. “I will kiss you.”
When I crossed my arms behind his neck, rubbing my belly against him, his c@ck stirred to life, hardening, throbbing.
I leaned down and I stopped an inch away from his lips and smiled.
I shut my eyes when I covered his mouth.
He dug his fingers into my hips and pulled me tightly against himself.
I intended for the kiss to be a quick, playful smooch. But the explosion of sensations his touch and taste evoked in me wrestled control from me.
I became a passenger of my own desire as Noah assumed control.
His hands kneaded my flesh, and his lips devoured mine.
I responded with equal passion, spearing my fingers through his hair, scraping his scalp with my fingernails, sending my libido into overdrive.
Four years I waited for this moment!
I lusted over this man.
I fantasized about his taste!
I daydreamed about his touch.
Reality was so much better than my dirtiest thoughts.
My heartbeats drummed in my ears, muffling all other sounds. I burned everywhere yet his kisses were almost reverent as if he feared I would break.
I pulled his shirt out of his slacks and glided my palms over the hard slabs of muscles on his back. I reached the solid flesh of his chest and reveled at the chaotic rhythm of his heart beating beneath my palms. I rolled one taut nipple between my fingers.
Hissing, Noah pinned me against the door, without breaking our kiss.
The urgency of his hands on me fueled my desire.
His lips left mine to draw a wet line of kisses along my jaw.
I leaned my head against the wall, stretching my neck, giving him better access.
He grazed my skin as his fingers wrapped around my breast.
I groaned. Pleasure pooled inside me, and I clawed at his shirt, his hair.
Our moans entangled, charging the air around us.
Time and space ceased to exist.
The only things that remained were our bodies melding together as if we would never be apart again. As if we could be one flesh.
That thought startled me.
Up to this moment, I wasn’t aware I wanted that with Noah.Â
A couple of rolls in the proverbial hay with this sexy man seemed awesome.
Nothing more.
Or did I want something else?
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