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This. This is everything I need and want. After the day I’ve had—the year I’ve had—if it all led up to this moment with Kellen, I’d do it all again.
But there’s more.
I want more.
CHAPTER 28
Midnight
KELLEN
Lucy presses her body against mine, and I’m immediately hard. Harder. I was ready the second I saw her standing in her bedroom in that skimpy tank top and sweatpants sitting low on her hips, revealing her soft belly and the curves of her hips. I press her gently against me.
This woman is falling right into my heart.
I could not believe her asshole father invited her dick of an ex-fiancé to dinner. What would’ve happened if I wasn’t there? He would have joined them, and Richard would’ve continued to push them together?
Over my fucking dead body.
I take my kiss with Lucy deeper and my hands lower, pushing her sweatpants down on her hips so I can feel more of her skin.
It’s been almost two weeks since we slept together at the retreat. I’ve grabbed time with her every chance I’ve gotten, but it’s not enough. It never seems to be enough.
“Kellen, I want you,” her voice is a whisper against my mouth.
I could kiss Lucy all night and day, but I also want to be inside her. And the way she’s pressing up against me, rubbing her hips against my jogging pants? I don’t need her to tell me she wants me.
I move a hand along her waist and to her stomach, then down until my fingers are playing with the waistband of her sweatpants. She presses against my hand, and I smile into our kiss before lowering my fingers along her skin, inside her underwear, and finally onto her hot, slick center.
“Lucy, you’re so wet for me.”
“Why is this so good?” she asks with a moan as I stroke a finger along her wet opening. Our kisses pause as she breathes heavily into my neck, moving her body against me.
“You deserve to feel amazing. You are incredible. Let me make you feel good.” I want to make her feel like no man ever has. I want her to know she’s the only one in my life. The only woman I fantasize about when I go to bed each night.
The only one I want to be with.
I shake the thoughts out of my head and focus on the physical. I keep stroking, and she clenches around me. I push harder, faster, until she’s moaning my name and coming onto my hand.
I’m harder than I’ve ever been but this is not about me. I leave my fingers inside her until her breathing steadies.
“God, Kellen.” She leans her head against my chest. “We didn’t even get our clothes off yet.” She laughs and I kiss her head, then push her sweatpants and underwear down around her ankles.
She steps out of them and gives me a wicked smile.
I step back and look down at her. “That’s better.”
“I’m not naked yet.” Lucy pulls off her tank top in one swift motion and there. Now she’s naked. Her breasts bounce as she rolls her shoulders back.
She’s incredible.
“This feels different with you.” Lucy steps forward and runs her hand along my cock though my pants.
“I know,” I murmur and cup a breast with my hand. She moves her hand slowly up and down and it’s almost too much. I walk her backwards, and she falls back onto the bed.
She’s waiting for me. I grab the condom from my pocket andstrip my clothes off before crawling on top of her until I get to her breasts, where I play with her nipples until they harden into peaks in my mouth. I rip the condom open and slide it on without letting her out of my mouth.
“Kellen,” she says, like it’s a complete sentence. Her hips lift off the bed, and I nudge her thighs apart and let my cock tickle her entrance.
