Page 91 of Tempt

Her words unleash a rope coiled deep in my chest.

With it comes possibility.

The future is full of opportunity. Wide open.

We stay like that for minutes or hours. She doesn’t move.

My heart beats faster. “I want you.”

“You have me.”

“No. In my bed.”

Her face tilts up to mine.

I take her there as quietly as I can.

Kat doesn’t need to remind me it’s a risk with my kid down the hall.

She lets me set her on the sheets, her arms twining around my neck as I stroke down her body.

Until I start to work on her clothes and she presses a hand to my chest.

“Sit.”

She pushes me toward the edge of the bed and sinks to her knees between my legs.

“Give me your hand.”

I do.

She reaches for the ring, sliding it off.

“I don’t mind sharing you the rest of the time. But when we’re like this, it’s you and me.”

Jesus, I’m humbled by her.

It’s always you when we’re like this,I want to say.

It’s her other times, too. When I’m lying in bed late at night staring at the ceiling. When I cross campus between classes under the high sun.

“Tell me what you want,” she murmurs. “I like giving you what you want.”

There are a thousand things I want from her.

I should take her slow and steady, show her I’ve got my shit together again after what happened.

“Take me in your mouth,” I rasp.

Her slim fingers make quick work of my shorts, and I help by lifting my hips.

I’m as ready as I was when we left that restaurant.

Kat licks her lips.

When her fingers close around me, pleasure shoots up my spine.

Her other hand comes up and, without releasing her grip, she strokes me from tip to base.

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