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Soft and real and returning my kiss as if she’d been waiting just as long as I had for this moment.
This wasn’t a stolen kiss in the back alley in the middle of the night.This was real.This was just us finally giving in to what had been building from the first time she’d burst into my construction site, all fired up about the noise.
My hands slid over her, slow and careful, testing.Her oversized sweater that I was going to be more than happy to rid her of slipped from her shoulder, revealing the fitted T-shirt underneath.With a little tug, I relieved her of the sweater and skimmed my hands up and over the soft fabric of the shirt that hugged all her curves.
Her hands weren’t tentative either.They gripped my shirt, sliding beneath the hem.Her touch was confident as they spread over my abs.
I groaned at her touch.God help me, it had been so long since I’d let anyone get close like this.
Since I even wanted to.
I sat back a little, tugging my shirt off and over my head, tossing it somewhere behind me.The heat between us was all I needed.
And I needed a lot more of it.
The candlelight danced across her features.Her hair was piled up in a messy bun, her lips slightly parted, and her breath coming quickly.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, my voice rough and only barely controlled.“You have no idea.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.”She pulled me back to her, kissing me deeper than before, a moan slipping from her mouth that had my cock rock hard in my jeans.
She pulled away with a gasp.“I…this…” She rocked back on her heels and bit her bottom lip.“I just…this is all so…”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.”Her answer was immediate.“Not even a little.”Her sly smile told me she meant it.“I’m just…it’s been a while, is all.”
Her admission made me want her even more.
“For me, too.”
She lifted her eyebrow in question.“But you’re so?—”
“Charming?”I winked, and she laughed with a nod.
“Yes.”
“I can’t argue with that,” I told her.“But that’s not my style.Besides, I’ve been pretty busy with…well, life lately.”
Her eyes flashed, and without another word, her hands went to the hem of her shirt.She pulled it over her head.
I sucked in a breath.She was stunning.I couldn’t keep my hands off her a moment longer.
Once more, I closed the distance between us, pressing my bare skin against hers, the lace of her pale-pink bra scratching my skin.I kissed her until she was breathless before I dipped my lips to the base of her neck.
She shivered under my touch as I reached around to unclasp her bra and slid it from her arms.
Delaney tugged at my belt, her fingers fumbling with the fly of my jeans until I took over.I stood long enough to shed my jeans, leaving my boxer briefs on, and I rejoined her on our nest of blankets on the floor.
Her breath hitched in her chest when I pressed closer and guided her down to the blankets.
She blinked up at me, her chest rising and falling fast, her lips parted in need that matched my own, her hair spilling out around her face.She looked wild, free, and so undeniably sexy I could hardly breathe.
I kissed her again—deeper this time, letting her feel everything I hadn’t dared say out loud yet.
Unable to hold back, I let my lips travel down her body.To her collarbone, and then each of her luscious breasts.I kissed and sucked until she writhed beneath me.
“Ethan,” she groaned my name.
