Page 12 of Beautifully Complicated

His mouth seems to seek mine again, like a magnet being called to its match, only to pull away at the last second. “What is it?”

“Tonight. Nothing more.” This time when his mouth nears mine, I close the distance, moaning wantonly when our lips finally make contact.

I’m kissing Kier Caldwell.

Kier Caldwell is kissingme.

Am I dreaming?

My mind is abuzz with thoughts that don’t make sense. That don’t seem real. But the faint taste of beer in my mouth isn’t coming from my lips. Nor is the air filling my lungs. It’s all him.

Though Kier’s lips are soft, his kiss is not, pent up need and desire spearing into me with each swipe of his tongue. I kiss him back just as desperately, refusing to break or offer relief or even to breathe. The only thing that matters is that we don’t stop.

Pressed together, the only purchase I can find is on his back. I clutch at his shoulders, the base of his spine, his ass, pulling it to me so our cocks rub together under the denim of our jeans.

“Aiden.” My name is a plea on Kier’s lips as his fingers tunnel through my hair, holding me in place so he can plunder my mouth. Tingles ripple from my scalp to my toes, the simple sound of my name spoken with suchwanta potent aphrodisiac.

A relieved groan vibrates up my throat as he claims me, turning me to putty in his hands. Hands that claim as well as cradle in their haste to touch every inch of me.

“Tell me to stop,” he mumbles between kisses. “Tell me before I can’t.”

“Never,” I whisper back.

Kier groans, a feral yet tortured sound that goes straight to my dick. In a burst of strength, I grab his ass and haul him up, guiding his legs around my waist. Without breaking our kiss, I walk us to the bed as gracefully as I can given we’re matched in size, following him down as we crash to the mattress.

“Damn that was hot.” He pulls away enough that I can see his heated gaze. “I thought you said you weren’t athletic.”

“You said that. I said I’m not particularly adventurous, but I’m working on it.” I lean down to lap at his lip, earning another soft moan.

“Is this you being adventurous?” he asks as I lick over his neck, tasting a hint of wood and something darkly sweet, like cloves.

Very bespoke.

“This is me being horny.” I nip at the place where his neck meets his shoulder, feeling him shiver slightly beneath me. “Adventurous would be me taking a turn on the bottom.”

“Have you ever—”

“No. But I would.” I save him from having to wonder. “The opportunity just hasn’t presented itself.” I let my weight settle on his and give him a long, lingering kiss. “What about you?”

“Same. In reverse, but same.”

I grind my hips down, pressing our cocks together as I nibble at his lips. “What do you want tonight? Tried and true or an adventure?”

“If we only have one night…both?”

My heart goes still inside my chest.Did he just say…?

“Unless you’d prefer to have that first with someone—”

“No.” I cut him off. “I want it with you.”

Kier sucks in a shallow breath, his bottomless blue eyes locked on mine in a way that suggests something far more profound than a one-night stand. It makes my own breathing erratic as my mind fills with all sorts of crazy ideas aboutmore.

Shifting to his side, I prop myself on one arm and undo the buttons of his shirt with the other, giving him lazy kisses the whole time. The need for urgency is still there, but I’m desperately trying to tamp it down, so I don’t come across as some sort of overly eager cock slut. Plus, knowing we’ll only have this one night, I want to savor it.

Shirt undone, I push it open so I can see Kier’s chest. There’s a smattering of dark hair around his puckered nipples, and another thin stripe that disappears beneath his jeans, but he’s otherwise smooth, showcasing muscles that are toned without being bulky.

Palm on his abdomen, I leisurely glide my fingers over the silky skin while I pull a peaked nipple into my mouth, giving it a gentle suck.

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