“Hi.”
My thumb grazed over her lips as we stood staring into each other’s eyes.
“What is even happening?” she asked with a dazed smile.
“I have no idea.”
“Should we stop?”
“We haven’t even started,” I said.
I took her mouth and kissed her, craving more of her taste. I needed to taste her tongue and devour her from the inside out. We moaned in unison as our heads tilted to accommodate tongues and lips, delving deep with exploration. One hand moved through her luscious, thick hair. The other one traced up her side, feeling every little response.
I pressed a leg in between hers. She groaned and broke the kiss as my thigh pressed against her core. Even through two pairs of jeans, her heat burned my thigh. Fuck. She was so hot and responsive.
Her pleasure was all that mattered now.
Something shifted. What was once a languid, exploratory kiss inflamed into a wanton mouth fuck. Our tongues collided. Our fast, hot breaths filled the hall. Her hands scratched down the expanse of my back. They pulled and rubbed all over the muscles of my arms and shoulders. Her hips rocked against my leg. I hoped the seam of her jeans was in just the right spot. I wouldn’t stop until she came.
I found her nipple and gently squeezed. That caused her to break our kiss and gasp out for air. “Devlin,” she gasped out.
“Yes,” I growled.
I loved her calling out my name like that. Fuck, I could flip a car.
Since my mouth was no longer engaged, I lowered it to the nipple I’d been teasing. I sucked it into my mouth as both hands were filled with her breasts. I crouched a little to reach her and pulled her up harder onto my thigh. I nuzzled my face into her breasts, squeezing them together. All the while I flexed my leg muscles harder against her. She ground down against me, with abandon.
“Erik, if you don’t stop I’m going to—”
“I need you to come.”
She gasped. “I—I feel so out of control. This is …”
She was thinking too much.
I stepped between her spread legs. I hefted her up on to me so that her ankles were forced to link to stay wrapped around me. It was nothing; she was weightless, and I was pure adrenaline. I had one goal. I pressed myself against her. I ground hard against her wanting center. She was so hot. We rocked in tandem.
I groaned, dropping my forehead to hers and she grated out, “Devlin.”
“Come. I need you to, Kim.”
All at once, I kissed her mouth hard, cupped her breasts as I tugged her nipples, and rocked myself against her core.
She tensed up and broke our kiss to gasp for air.
Her fingernails dug into my shoulders. Her face twisted up with concentration and flushed cheeks. Jesus, she was so beautiful as she came apart.
As she came back to me, I slowly moved myself away. I kissed her softly wherever my eyes found skin. Her fingers unclenched from my shoulders. I bet she left a mark. I wanted to take a picture and frame it to hang in my office to always remember the fierce pride I felt in this moment.
Chapter 29
Your talent is breathtaking.
KIM
I came back to my body slowly. That was … transformative. It sounded hokey, but even as I lived it, experienced it, I had changed and there was no going back. Deep down, a part of me worried about the shame that might come later. Against a wall. In the hall. Grinding against his erection like some hard-up teenager.
But right now I didn’t worry about that. Devlin was kissing me softly.
I sighed into him. “Thank you,” I said.
He groaned and kissed me more but not greedily. He lavished me with tender love. I ran my hands down his tensed body and palmed his hardness, the hardness that helped me reach the peak.
He stiffened when I cupped him.
“You don’t have to.” He pulled on my wrist gently, but I was a girl on a mission.
“I want to.” I’d had a peek of what was under there, but I needed more. I was greedy for it. I wanted to see all of him. Would I ever be satisfied with this man, my curiosity quelled?
I unzipped him and slid my hand down between our bodies. He was dangerously hot and hard. I stroked down once just to feel the full length. We gasped in unison. My pace increased as his eye went even darker.
“Another second of that and—” He thrust into my hand.
There was no time to find the rhythm he needed. My grip tightened as he thrust again.
“Shi—” He groaned out as he came into my hand.
I grinned against his shoulder as he caught his breath. I was the cat that got the cream.
“Sorry.” He panted. “I hadn’t planned on it.”
“I liked it,” I said.
And I did. I didn’t know what it said about me that I loved that we’d just made each other come like this. That desire was already tingling through me again, feeling his mess on me. The smell of our fooling around in the air was potent and heady. I loved every dirty second of it. I couldn’t think about what that said about me. Not now.
I gently bit his shoulder.
“No biting,” he chided.
We both straightened to clean up. He handed me his shirt to wipe my hands and then used it to clean my stomach. God, I was a wreck for this man.
“Probably need to wash this now.” He balled up the shirt and reached with his free hand to tuck some hair behind my ear. The look in his eyes caused my heart to flutter. Nobody had ever looked at me with such fierce softness. “I’ve been working you too hard.”
He picked up my hands one at a time to kiss each palm softly.
“Thank you,” I said again. “For everything. I feel …”
He hugged me again. “Come on. It’s been a long day, let’s go to bed.”
“Your bed?” I asked and wiggled my eyebrows.
He growled again. “That’s not a good idea. I want you to sleep.”
Heat flushed over my skin at the implication. He held my hand as he walked me upstairs to what I had come to think of as my room. I was ready to get out of the jeans that rubbed too tight on my tender flesh and put on fresh underwear. The naughty part of me loved feeling the signs of his effect on me. I couldn’t believe I had come that way. I couldn’t believe how he’d inflamed me. Even now, just thinking about it, holding his hand innocently as we walked, his thumb rubbing the tender skin of my wrist, caused new heat to bloom in me.
At my door, he dropped his head to kiss me again. Chastely. Probably a good idea at this point. Apparently, it didn’t take much to get me going.
“Get some sleep. When you’re ready, if you’re ready, we’ll start back up tomorrow,” he said. “With practice,” he added with a grin.
“Sure.” I had been going for flirty, but a big yawn came out instead. Sleepiness hit me hard. Never underestimate the power of a great orgasm. But it was so much more than that.
“I want to be good for you Devlin,” I said. “That’s all I want. To be good enough.”
He closed his eyes as though pained. “You’ve always been good enough. I didn’t mean to make things worse. I was just trying to dig out the Kim that I remembered from camp.” He shook his head with a frown.