Page 19 of Savage Secrets

At the same moment, they both moved. She stepped into his arms just as he lowered his lips to hers. The soft crush of her lips, the sweet scent of her perfume, made his head whirl like the strongest alcohol.

If he let himself, he could get drunk on her.

Angling his head, he pressed his mouth more firmly against hers, giving her time to adjust to him while wanting to give and take until she quivered in his arms.

That image was as good as icy water, and as quick as the kiss started, he broke away.

“I can’t do this. You deserve better,” he grated out.

Her breath came in fast puffs. The roses in her cheeks bloomed pink. “I get to decide what I deserve.”

“Opal—”

She took a step closer, bringing her body flush with his. Arousal was a hook in his gut, tugging.Yanking.

“I haven’t been with anybody in a really long time. I deserve somebody who genuinely sees me.”

“Christ, darlin’. You don’t know what you’re asking for. There are things you don’t know about me. I don’t want you to have regrets.”

She pushed onto tiptoe. Her lips hovered a breath away from his.

Hell. He wasn’t going to live through this moment.

“It’s been a really long time for me too. I didn’t…hook up with people.”

Her lips curved into a smile that put sparkles into her eyes. “We’ll take it slow. It’s like riding a horse.”

He couldn’t stop his grin. “I’m pretty good at…riding a horse.”

Catching his hand, she led him through the kitchen, dropping the keys she took from him onto the table as they went.

The clock ticked, but Zach’s heart hammered in his ears and pounded in his chest. His cock thickened with desire he’d felt far too many times when he got close to Opal this week than he cared to admit.

He was supposed to be helping her, not taking her to bed.

Only she was leadinghim, pulling him through the dark hall toward her bedroom. The door to Rainie’s room hung open a few inches. Inside, a soft, faint glow from a nightlight illuminated the space.

All was silent. Rainie was fast asleep.

Opal squeezed Zach’s fingers and drew him the last few steps to her bedroom. When she quietly closed the door behind them, they turned to each other.

He did what he’d been dying to do since the moment he ever set eyes on her—he threaded his fingers through her thick, silky hair and kissed her.

Hard.

She moaned, a quiet noise that broke through every thread of his control. Need throbbed in his veins. His cock stretched against his zipper, threatening to explode if he took things any faster.

Pressing her palms to his chest, she explored his muscle through the barrier of his shirt.

With a low growl, he swiped his tongue across her lips.

She opened for him. Her head fell into his hands, and he cradled it like precious glass as he delved his tongue between her lips and plundered her.

Passion flowed between them. She plucked at his buttons, and he slid one hand down her neck, along her spine, to cup her rounded ass.

She rocked her hips against his. His cock surged, demanding to have this woman.

Now.

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