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ChapterTwenty

Joel

Her lips on mine made me forget all my plans to go slow. I was hard and aching for her. However, I wasn’t sure this wasn’t a reaction to whoever we'd seen downstairs. So we needed to stop, until I was sure.

Despite how ready I was to have all of her, I stood and stepped away from her. I rubbed my forehead. “I want to text your mother’s bodyguard.”

“Right. Okay.” She jumped to her feet. “That’s smart.”

As I texted what I knew and described the guy, I wondered what was happening in her head. The older man had clearly scared her. If Kendal explained, I would be in a better position to help her. As I finished my message, I held my phone and said, “Who was that, Kendal?”

She took off her shirt, showing off her red lacy bra. “I don’t want to talk about it. I want us. I want you.”

I dropped my phone on the table, and my pulse zipped from the vision she presented. I rubbed my head. “I want us to be on the same page.”

She walked toward, me and her curves made me hot as she said, “You want me. I want you. We’re on the same page as far as I can see.”

Then she took off her jeans, showing off her cotton white underwear. “I’ve been trying to show you that we can have everything together.”

Heat rushed through my veins. Maybe I’d been honorable for too long. She wanted me, and I would show her that I intended to make love to her.

ChapterTwenty-One

Kendal

Joel dropped his shirt and held my hand as we went to the second room. The afternoon sun was still bright outside, but I didn’t care that the windows were letting in the sun. No one could see us. And I felt safe with Joel.

Then his lips met mine, and I forgot everything. I reached for his pants to tug them off. He let me and stepped out of them with ease, but as I went to the bed, he said, “You’re beautiful Kendal.”

“I like that you think that.” My heart soared. I wasn’t anything special, but it was nice he thought I was. What mattered was that we were together, right now.

His hand traced my arm. “I need you to trust me.”

I nodded, though for a second, I held my breath. Trust wasn’t something I was any good at offering. My muscles trembled, and I let out a breath. My skin buzzed with his nearness, and I said, “I want to. You’re the best man I’ve ever met, but I’ve been hurt before.”

“I’m not him.” He pressed his lips to mine.

My body craved Joel more than I needed coffee in the morning, and no other man had ever made my skin tingle with anticipation. It was primal and shattering me. No one else was in his league.

As the kiss ended, I ran my hands through his hair. “No, you’re sweet.”

He reached between my legs and brushed against my center. “Sweet doesn’t do this.”

My heart stirred. We were doing this. Finally. As I went backward on the bed, I rolled his underwear down his legs. He was ready, all firm and ready to pound into me.

I let out a sigh. “You’re handsome.”

He reached down and lifted my chin so I would look at him. “Better.”

“Hard.” I reached for his cock to guide him inside.

He stopped me and leaned down onto the bed to unclasp my bra. My body trembled as I ached for us to be one. Then he said, “For you. Tell me what you want.”

Joel’s sincerity rocketed through me. Goose bumps grew on my arms. I arched up and wiggled off my panties. “You, though I’m nervous.”

He didn’t move at all. “Why?”

Intensity rocketed in my veins. Last time we were this close, I’d screwed it up. My heart pounded because I half wanted to run, though I would never leave. I licked my lips then told him the best truth I could. “I never get overwhelmed.”

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