Page 71 of Take My Kiss
“No, it’s not that.”
He locks the bathroom door behind me when I lean against it. “Tell me.”
Lowering my gaze to the floor, I contemplate how to share this particular insecurity.
“Amelia, darlin’…” He tips my chin. “Whatever it is, you don’t gotta be embarrassed, especially not ’round me.”
“I’ve had two pregnancies, and with that, a lot of stretch marks on my thighs, hips, and breasts. I never had the money to get the expensive lotions and creams, so years later, they’re still noticeable. And I don’t like showin’ ’em off if I can help it.”
He furrows his brows, scanning the length of my body. “You have the most perfect skin I’ve ever seen and tasted. Those marks on you aren’t imperfections. They add one-of-a-kind value. And if you’d let me, I’ll prove just how eager I’ve been to lick each one.”
“You really are too good to be true, Colt. It’s disheartenin’.”
He chuckles, inching closer until his lips capture mine. “Apologies ’bout that. But if it makes you feel better, I wanna do verybadthings to you.”
“That does, yes.” I wrap my arms around him when he pulls me up and cling to him as he walks toward the shower.
Once he turns on the water, he helps undress me, grinning as he looks at my body. Then I remove his, appreciating every hard inch from top to bottom.
God, it really is unfair.
Sculpted like a statue, double nipple piercings, full tattoo sleeve on one arm.
And his cock.
No wonder he ruined me for all other men.
“Make sure to take a good, long look so you don’t forget next time.”
“Are you always this arrogant?”
“Me? Never.” He smirks, pulling me against his naked body. “I meant what I said earlier and how crazy I am ’bout you. And although I know you can’t promise me anythin’ more once you leave, I’ll take whatever you can give me, even temporarily. Nopressure, okay? I just wanna be with you for the rest of the time we do have together.”
I can’t blame him for being cautious of our hearts and making it clear he doesn’t expect anything from me, but I want more. There’s no way I’ll be able to move on from him.
And I don’t want to.
But I’d rather talk about that later because his dick is pressing into me, and I’d much prefer that inside me.
Reaching for him, I crash my mouth to his, then let him take the lead. He walks us into the shower, the warm water a pleasant feeling, and I wrap my fingers around his shaft.
“Shit, I forgot how thick and long you are.” I lick my lips and stroke him faster.
“As much as I appreciate the glowin’ feedback, I don’t wanna come in your palm. It’s been too long, and I wanna take my time with you.”
“How long?” I ask when he removes my hand.
“I’ve not been with anyone since you, baby. Fourteen months. No one compared to you, not even close.”
Baby. Damn, that makes my stomach flutter.
And also that he hasn’t slept with another woman since our night together.
“Me neither,” I tell him.
“Guess that makes you mine.” He grins devilishly, spinning me around. “Put your palms on the wall and spread your legs.”
As soon as I’m in position, he slides a hand between my thighs and rubs my clit. “Fuck, I’ve dreamt of this. Touchin’ and eatin’ this sweet pussy.”
