Page 38 of Her Trick His Treat

If the mask was all she wanted, it might just fucking break me.

So there I was, frozen in limbo. The seconds ticked by like hours.

Each beat of my heart echoed in my ears, drowning out everything else.

The silence was heavy, and I fought to keep my expression neutral, though I could feel the anticipation bubbling just below the surface.

Would she see the longing in my eyes? Would she recognize the depths of my desire?

Fuck, I wanted her to like my face so goddamn badly.

Needed her to say something either way.

Then she smiled. A simple curve of her pink lips and it sent a jolt of electricity shooting through me, giving me life.

My heart started to beat again, stronger and faster than before. Warmth spread through my chest, through my veins to every limb.

“Light brown,” she murmured, stating the color of my eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed, a dusky rose color that I liked very much.

Pretty little thing.

This time, I wanted to see if I could make her blush everywhere. I needed to watch every expression as it crossed her face when I loved on her.

“Yours are dark,” I whispered, referring to those stunning doe eyes of hers.

She reached up shyly, tracing a line from my eyebrow to my jaw, I turned my head, unable to resist, kissing her palm.

“You just had to be good looking, didn’t you?” she asked, and I was a fucking goner then.

I inhaled and dropped my forehead to hers, eyes riveted to her smile as relief and excitement rolled through me.

She likes my face. Thank fuck.

“Ready, Vixen?” I repeated my earlier question, closing my eyes briefly when she nodded.

Then I raised myself on my arms and watched her soft smile turn into a gasp as I pressed forward, filling her in one hard flex of my hips.

“Tommy,” she moaned my name, her small hands clutching at my shoulders.

“Goddamn. You feel so good, Baby,” I told her, dropping my wait onto her soft body and framing her face with my hands.

I held still, just kissing her, and letting her kiss me back.

We kept our eyes open, neither of us wanting to miss a thing. Camryn’s eyes were lust-glazed and so damn sexy, I couldn’t get enough of her.

I kissed her deeper, harder, tracing my tongue over every inch of her mouth. She seemed keen on doing the same. Maybe we were enamored with each other. I mean, I could only hope she felt that way.

Because I knew she was it for me.

Too soon?

Definitely, but I believed in love at first sight and nothing and no one had ever felt as perfect for me as she did.

I was head over heels for her.

It felt like a revelation. Like the universe had aligned in that single moment.

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