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When he pulled into her driveway, he shut thetruck off, opened his door, then strode around the front to her side. He opened the door, and she slid her legs to the side and stared at him. He sighed, then helped her step down, and led her to the door.

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Celine opened her purse, removed her key, and inserted it into the lock, then she pushed the door open. She turned to look at him to see him staring at her. When she grinned, he groaned. His eyes glinted with desire as he took a step closer to her.

“Would you like to come in?”

“Yes.”

Celine stepped inside and he followed. She set her purse on the end table, then turned to face him.

“You’ve been teasing me all night.” His voice dropped to a deep rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

Celine swallowed hard, feeling the butterflies in her stomach flutter. She’d never been so bold before, but something about this man made her want to break free from her inhibitions and get him into her bed. Afterall, she’d kissed him without even knowing him. Too late to be shy now.

“Maybe I have,” she whispered, meeting his gaze with a challenge.

“There is nomaybeabout it.”

He took a step toward her, their bodies only inches apart now, and reached out to tug gently at the hem of her dress. With slow deliberation,he pulled it up over her head and tossed it aside, revealing her lacy blue bra and that barely contained her breasts and the matching blue boy-cut panties. His eyes darkened as he took in the sight before him.

“Damn, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, tracing one finger over her collarbone and down to trace the lace of her bra. He unclasped the front hook, lowered the straps and pushed the bra off. His touch sent bolts of electricity through her body, making her nipples pebble up in anticipation.

She gasped as he cupped one of her breasts, rubbing his thumb over one nipple before leaning in to take it into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. Celine arched her back involuntarily, fisting her hands in his hair, moaning softly at the sensation.

“Killian...” She breathed out.

Then he pulled her against him and kissed her with a passion that stirred her senses. In that moment, nothing else mattered. The world outside their embrace was a blur, a distant memory. All that existed was the two of them, entwined in each other’s arms. She moaned when he lifted his lips from hers.

He moved his lips along her cheek, then to her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She sighed contentedly as he whispered, “Are you cold?” His warm breath tickled her ear, and she couldn’t help but smile.

“Not at all,” she answered, relishing in the intimacy of their moment. She grinned when he chuckled, his deep voice vibrating against her skin. Nothing felt more right than being in hisarms, lost in the heat of their desire. She unbuttoned his shirt, then pushed it off, letting it fall to the floor next to her bra, then she traced her fingers over his six-pack stomach and the defined muscles of his chest, feeling his heart beating against her palm.

He lifted his head to gaze into her eyes, his intense stare making her heart race.

“Bedroom?” he asked and she pointed toward the stairs. Without a word, he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her down gently on the bed before joining her. They kissed and caressed each other, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Every touch, every kiss, was a declaration of their desire for each other.

Celine whimpered when he got off the bed, but she watched as he toed off his boots and removed a condom from his jeans. Then unsnapped them, lowered the zipper and removed them. She groaned when she saw his hard cock straining the material of his black boxer briefs. She wanted this man more than she wanted air to breathe.

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Killian stared at her, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he noticed the way she looked at him. He was so hard, he ached to be inside her. His boxer briefs did little to hide how much he wanted her. He approached the bed slowly, taking in the sight of her body. She had always been beautiful, but something about her nakedness made him ache with desire. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic of hisunderwear and pushed them off, leaving him completely naked in front of her. He opened the condom and rolled it on, then he leaned over her and slowly removed her panties. Pulling them down her legs and dropping them to the floor. He climbed onto the bed and settled between her legs.

He traced a path of open-mouthed kisses along the curve of her breast, teasing the sensitive skin until she quivered with anticipation. His hands moved over her ribcage, leaving goosebumps in their wake as he kissed his way down her body.

He moved up again and claimed her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue swept over hers, exploring every inch as if he couldn’t get enough. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer as their bodies touched.

Killian moved his hands over her body, teasing and caressing every inch of her. She arched into his touch. He slid his hand down her stomach, until he reached her slit, and moved his finger along it, feeling her wetness.

“You’re so fucking wet, baby,” he said.

Her breath came in gasps as he found her clitoris, already swollen and aching for his touch. He moved his finger against the sensitive nub, applying just the right amount of pressure to send her spiraling toward release.

He slid down her body and moved his tongue along her slit to taste her. She tasted sweet and musky, and he knew he’d never get enough of her. He licked her slit, savoring her flavor before focusing on her clitoris. He sucked on it and heard her hiss in a breath.

She cried out, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. He could feel her getting closer to orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure. He increased his efforts, his tongue working on her as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, with a cry, she came. Her body shook as immense pleasure washed over her, and he kissed his way back up her body, until he reached her lips.

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