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I run my thumbs across them, and she sucks in another breath. Her hands hold on to the rumpled folds of her dress, bunched up on her lap.

I take my time, molding her to my palms. She rocks against me in a slow, undulating motion that sends fire licking through me.

The next gate appears, where I want to go next. “I’m going to take this dress off you,” I say. “Is that what you want?”

“Yes.”

I let go of her breasts and tug the dress and bra down her arms. I lift her off the bed and turn her around to stand between my knees.

The dress falls in a whisper. With no panties, she has nothing left.

She watches me look at her, bare feet on the rug, all skin before me.

“You’re a vision,” I tell her, and the pink across her chest flushes deeper. I reach for her hand. “Sit on my lap.” My tone is firm. No one denies me at this stage. They don’t want to.

And Kelsey does exactly as I say, fitting her knees on either side of my thighs, which spreads her wide. I drag her closer.

“I’m going to kiss you,” I tell her. “I’ll start with your mouth, then move down your body. I have no intention of stopping anywhere. My tongue will go inside you until you orgasm. Is that what you want?”

She squirms lightly on my lap. “Yes.”

I cup her chin. Her gaze drops to my lips. She’s waiting.

I’ve never kissed Kelsey. I never thought I would.

But tonight, I’ll do that and much more.

I have a naked Kelsey on my lap, and I’m going to have her however I like.

It’s glorious and painful. This will have to be enough. Kelsey has a plan. I won’t keep her from it. She is not for me.

But tonight, she isallfor me.

Chapter 23

KELSEYGOESUNDER

I’m completely lost in Zachery, and he’s about to kiss me.

I’ve never felt like this. The desire cuts so deep that I feel infinite, like there’s a chasm only he can fill.

I presumed that he would be masterful. That’s why he was the perfect person to ask. Experienced. Careful. Considerate.

I wasn’t prepared for the demands. The instructions. His expectation that I’ll comply.

But I will. Oh, yes, I will.

He takes ages to kiss me. His chocolate eyes are on me, meeting my gaze, focusing on my lips as he runs a thumb over them.

They part for him without a request. I have a feeling the rest of me will, too.

My skin tingles everywhere. The tops of my ears, which he brushed when he pushed back my hair. My breasts, which he handled so delicately only a moment ago. My mouth, where he continues his exploration.

My thighs, which are bare against his khaki pants.

I’m spread wide over his lap, and the cool air hits parts of me that ache for what we’re about to do. It seems impossible that nothing worked a short time ago.

He keeps looking at me like I’m a perfect gift, his finger on my collarbone. He brushes against my skin with the back of his hand, letting his knuckles bump across a nipple.

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