Page 128 of Wife Number One

Nobody had ever wanted me like that. After so much rejection, it was a heady feeling that I craved more of. I leaned in and kissed his neck, the same way he’d spent hours kissing mine just last night. The stubble of his short beard prickled my lips, sending jolts of pleasure to my nipples and that place between my thighs.

Bolder than I’d ever been with any man, I slid my hands over his chest, feeling the strong muscles of his pecs and shoulders. I pushed his jacket off so I could trail my fingers over his biceps and forearms. Both were thickly corded with strong muscle that Lord knew he’d needed in order to hold me up on that wall.

I’d let him see me naked. Let him see every lump and bump and roll.

He’d still come back.

I so desperately wanted to keep him coming back. Again and again. He’d done things to me last night that I hadn’t even known were possible. He’d made me feel things I’d only known as wrong and bad, and taught me they were good.

They were oh so very good.

I just wanted him to feel the same way.

I dropped to my knees.

I might not have had any experience with what pleased me, but I knew exactly what pleased men. Josiah had been all too willing to teach me that.

“Kara,” Hawk warned quietly. “What are you doing?”

I undid his jeans. “I want you in my mouth,” I whispered. “I know men like that.”

He groaned and pulled away. “No. Stop.”

I blinked, feeling stupid as he did his jeans up.

I scrambled back onto my feet and turned away. “I’m so sorry,” I mumbled, moving into the kitchen. “That was forward of me.”

He grabbed my arm and spun me back to face him. “That was fucking hot of you, and trust me, all I’ve thought about for days is you getting down on your knees like that for me.”

I breathed out a fast, hot breath. “Then why…?”

He scrubbed his hands over his face and groaned. “I’m so fucking bad at this.” He drew his hands away and stared at me. “War said I should ask you out. Like, on a date.”

I blinked. “War said you should?”

He answered in a rush. “Yeah. I mean, he was trying to give me advice. I don’t fucking know. This isn’t what I do, Kara. I don’t hang out with women. I’ve never met one I actually wanted to talk to.”

“Are you asking me on a date then? Or just telling me what War said?”

He shrugged, eyeing me warily like I might bite him. “Do you want that? Or is that dumb? It’s for high schoolers, right? Who are too scared to just get naked and do it?”

I’d never been on a date either. I’d never been to high school. Never gotten to socialize with anyone. It was one of the big reasons I’d left the commune in the first place.

But even then, it wasn’t like anyone on the outside had awkwardly stood in front of me like Hawk was now, and turned down a blow job in order to ask me to spend time with him.

Fully clothed time.

He might have been uncomfortable, but all I saw was the good in him. The side that he’d shown me last night. The part of him he hid from everyone else.

I couldn’t think of anyone else I wanted to go on a date with more. “I would love to go on a date with you, Hawk.”

A look of pure relief settled over him. “Dinner then? Or a movie? That’s what War said we should do.”

“Both sound nice.”

We eyed each other.

He palmed the back of his neck. “Okay, but after the dinner and the movie…” His gaze raked over me slowly. “Do I have to kiss you at the door and then go home?”

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