Page 49 of The First Best Man

I practically jog all the way to the B&B, skipping up the steps before pausing to enter the house with a little more stealth. Slipping through the front door, I peer around. The coast is clear with no sign of Miss Ginny, so I close the door with a soft click before picking my way up the stairs, intent on making as little noise as possible.

When I get to my room, I open the door and slip inside. My eyes land on Kate, who draws up short, ending the pacing she was doing before I got here. My first instinct is to laugh, and I don’t hold back.

“What?” she asks, dancing in a little pirouette. “You don’t like my disguise?”

I laugh again, shaking my head. She’s wearing yoga pants paired with an oversized hoodie, large-framed sunglasses, and has her long dark hair tucked up into a bucket hat.

“If you were trying to blend in and go unnoticed,I’m not sure if that was the right choice,” I say, twirling a finger in her direction. “It’s ninety degrees out there, and you’re wearing a hoodie.”

She smiles and takes off the sunglasses and hat, then opens her mouth to no doubt give a sassy retort, but then her gaze drops to my hand. Her dark eyes widen before snapping back up to meet mine.

“You got them.”

“I did,” I say, deciding to omit the bit about being recognized in the market.

“Did anyone recognize you?” she asks.

Shit.I won’t lie to her.

“Unfortunately, yes,” I say, holding up the box and rattling it. “They keep these behind the counter, and despite trying my best to hide my face, the cashier knew it was me. She called me by name.”

She holds my stare for several long beats, and my mind reels, trying to come up with some way to convince her it’s fine. That even though the woman recognized me, she has no idea who I was buying these for.

But Kate surprises me once again by shrugging and pulling the hoodie over her head before tossing it aside. My mouth fills with saliva as she stands before me in nothing but those yoga pants, a pair of flip-flops, and a black, lacy bra.

Swallowing thickly, I whisper, “You’re so God damn beautiful.”

“So are you,” she murmurs back.

Then as if someone fired a starting pistol, we lunge for each other, our bodies slamming together as our mouths meld. The box of condoms hits the carpet witha soft thud as my arms go around Kate. We kiss for an eternity, but as I slowly inch us toward the bed, I feel her body tighten with tension.

Breaking off the kiss, I push my hands into her hair and grip it loosely, angling her face so she has to meet my gaze as I say, “There’s no rush, Kate. We can take this as slowly as you need to.”

“I’m fine,” she whispers. “Just a little nervous. But I want this, Tucker. I wantyou.”

I nod once, then take her lips in a much gentler kiss. I worship her gorgeous mouth the way it deserves to be worshipped, and slowly, Kate relaxes against me.

A rush of pride and possessiveness heats me from the inside out, and I release her hair to run my palms over her shoulders to her back, where I carefully unfasten her bra. Massaging the indents the elastic left in her soft flesh, I slowly make my way around to the front. Her relieved groan seeps into my skin as I cup her breasts beneath the material, and all the blood in my body surges straight to my cock.

I take my time undressing her, completely, kissing every inch of her skin until she’s panting for more. Making short work of my own clothes, I pick up the condoms and toss the box onto the bed before bending at the waist and scooping Kate up against my chest. She wraps her arms around my neck instantly, then buries her face in my neck and kisses me there.

She loosens her grip as I lay her on the bed, and I quickly stretch over her, settling my hips between her thighs as I dip my head to kiss her again. I can’t seem to get enough of her, and she obviously feels the same, kissing me back with wild abandon. Bracing my upper-body weight on one elbow, I slip a hand between us to play with her nipple. Her back arches as I pinch the delicate nub lightly, and her little moans ring in my ears, driving me wild.

Breaking off our kiss, I slide down until I can get that nipple into my mouth. Kates fingers tangle in my hair, tugging it relentlessly as I alternate between sucking the pebbled peak and lashing my tongue against it. Then I move to the other one and start all over again.

Kate’s hips buck, and I can feel the heat of her desire against the skin of my stomach. Releasing her breast from my mouth, I push myself upright and sit back on my heels between her legs. I keep my gaze locked on hers as I reach over and grab the box of condoms and rip it open, plucking a single foil-wrapped packet from inside.

I can see her throat work as she swallows thickly. But she doesn’t take her eyes off me once, watching as I rip the wrapper open with my teeth and pull the condom out. Gripping my cock with my free hand, I pump it gently, and Kate’s eyes drop there before darkening with desire.

The sight of her watching me has me growing impossibly harder, and I make short work of rolling the condom on before resting my hands on her thighs. I watch her closely as I run my palms upward. Kate’s breathing grows faster and harder, and as my thumb swipes over her center, her eyes fall closed.

She’s soaked and ready, but I can tell she’s nervous, so I find her clit and rub soft circles over the sensitive nub until she’s groaning and writhing against themattress. Then, with slow, measured movements, I push a finger inside her.

My eyes roll back at how tight and hot she is. I could’ve sworn I’d imagined it, or maybe my mind exaggerated how amazing she felt. But no, it was definitely real, and now my cock is throbbing, begging to slide home.

I take a few breaths to calm the urge because there’s no fucking way I’m rushing this. It would be a disservice to Kate, as well as one to me. She deserves nothing but the best I have to offer, and hell, the anticipation is half the pleasure.

I’m delighted when Kate doesn’t tense up or flinch like she did the first time. Her knees spread a little wider, opening herself up to me as I gently work my finger inside her.

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