Page 62 of This Moment

I could hear her breathing picking up over the sound of my heart beating in my chest.

Looking back at her eyes, I swore I could see a million stars. She had such beautiful green eyes.

“Is that the only place you want to kiss me?”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

The woman was going to have me dropping to my knees. I slowly shook my head.

Moving her hand, I took her index finger deep into my mouth and sucked lightly. Cadie swayed slightly and reached for the wall behind her to steady herself. The way she was looking at me had me so hard in my pants it hurt.

“Cadie, you have to stop looking at me like that.”

She blinked. “Like what?”

“Like you’re ready to devour me.”

Swallowing hard, she whispered, “We should probably go get ready for the, um…for the dance.”

“Probably.”

She gently drew her hand from mine and chewed on her lower lip. It was driving me insane. But was Cadie looking for a relationship? Was I looking for one? I returned home to start a new life, write a book, andenjoy a slower life. That didn’t mean I couldn’t be involved with someone to have those things. But what exactly—if anything—was Cadie looking for?

My eyes searched her face, looking for clues as to what this woman wanted from me. When her gaze fell to my mouth, I lost the ability to maintain any sense of self-control.

“Fuck it,” I whispered as I cupped her face and pressed my mouth to hers. The kiss started slow, with both of us learning each other. When Cadie opened more to me, I lost the battle. I sucked, nipped, and tasted. Cadie gave as much as she took, and I was soon moving her body and lowering her to the bench in the nook.

My mouth moved down her neck as my hand cupped her breast. We both moaned, and I tore my mouth from hers.

“I want to see you.”

She nodded.

Lifting her shirt over her head, Cadie laid back on the bench. Her chest rose and fell with each breath she took. Her bra was a simple cotton bra, and for some reason, that turned me on even more. I lowered my head and sucked on her nipple through the soft fabric.

“Holy shit, Kian.” She gasped.

Her nipple was tight, and I flicked it through her bra once again, causing her to let out a low moan. I needed more, though, so I pushed her bra up and over her breasts, exposing them to me.

“You’re perfect.”

My mouth covered her nipple as her hands pushed into my hair. She held me where she wanted me while I sucked and nibbled on the hard peak.

I lifted my head, and her dazed eyes looked at me.

“I want to touch you.”

She jerked her head in what I thought was a nod.

“May I?” I asked as my hand moved down to the waistband of her sweats.

“Yes. Please,” she said in a raspy voice.

Sliding my hand into her panties, Cadie dug her nails into my back and arched. She was so fucking wet I wanted to strip her naked and sink inside of her.

“Fucking hell, Cadie. You’re soaking.”

“Kian, please.”

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