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“Careful,” I murmured with an edge brought to the surface and ignited by the sinful goddess standing before me in a thin silk robe that molded to her exquisite curves.
Her brows creased, and her lips pursed, highlighting the perfection of her cupid’s bow. “Whatever do you mean?”
In the past few weeks, we’d fallen effortlessly into a routine of me unwinding after a shift in her company. I’d sometimes show up with food, other times she’d cook, and then we’d Netflix and chill—sans the chilling usually implied with that statement.
Lakelyn had become the bright spot in my day. I was man enough to admit I was often too anxious to see her beautiful smile that it didn’t even occur to me to change before coming over.
I moved to step inside, locking the door behind me as she took a faltering step backward and shifted her hands to the belt tied at her waist. This woman made me burn inside, yearning for her touch and comfort.
Placing my hands on the curve of her hips, I looked her over, breathing in her sweetness as she gazed piercingly into my soul.
This moment felt inevitable, and yet the timing was everything.
Everything about it was perfect and natural.
We had been skirting this burning attraction for weeks since our first kiss with shameless, flirty hugs that lasted a little longer each time we parted. The time we’d spent together had forged a rare bond based on trust, while the unspoken words and unbridled attraction building between us had landed us on the same page. The chemistry that spurred us to give in to our desires was simmering at the surface like a volcanic eruption, and I craved the full immersive experience.
The feeling of pure euphoria swept back and forth across my abs, just under my Kevlar, as her fingers danced upward until she withdrew and curled them around the back of my neck.
“Make me yours,” she whispered, taking the lead, granting me permission to finally taste her how I’d wanted.
I slowly and deliberately dragged my hands over her hips and down, memorizing the slope of her luscious apple bottom before gripping the back of her thighs in a rush of urgency. Once I hoisted her into my arms, her legs wrapped around my waist, and the fire burning within obliterated my restraints.
My hips thrust forward on impulse, welcoming the heat radiating from her core, and I knew right then and there that once I had her, she’d leave every inch of me scarred with longing.
With our bodies tightly pressed together and her back flush against the wall beside the kitchen entrance, there was no mistaking she felt my hard-on screaming at me for a release spurred on by the sight of her chewing on the bottom corner of her lip. I threaded my fingers through the silky smooth strands of her hair and watched her torso arch forward as her head tipped back and her mouth fell open.
I leaned in and ran my nose up the column of her throat, my lips ghosting across her skin until I reached the shell of her ear. Her breathing filled mine in short bursts of exhilaration, and I wanted nothing more than to bring her pleasure.
“Boden,” she rasped.
My name on her tongue, breathless and wanting, was a match sparking my flame.
It was my undoing.
I pulled back so we were face-to-face when I admitted my truth. “There has never been anyone I’ve ever wanted as badly as I want you, Lakelyn. I can’t explain it, it’s just—”
“I feel it too,” she said, lowering one hand from my shoulder to the where my heart beat feverishly against my ribcage under my Kevlar.
“I don’t want to rush you.” I wanted to be the man worthy of her in every way imaginable.
“You’ve taken patience to a level I didn’t even know existed.”
“You aren’t a fast fuck to me, and as much as I’ve fantasized about taking you against this wall every time we hugged good night, I don’t want our first time to be here. I want to spend my time worshipping your body.”
My hips flexed once, twice.
“Please,” she begged.
I smashed my mouth against hers, causing her to gasp from the sudden snap in my control. My tongue swept across her threshold and danced a feverish tango with hers. She tasted incredible, a blend of strawberry lip balm and the raspberry-infused water I knew she liked, and suddenly, my axis righted itself.
With a hand wrapped around her waist and my other on her thigh, I walked blindly down the hallway, clipping the edge of the wall on the way toward the master bedroom. Our breathing co-mingled, and our teeth clashed, but there was no breaking our physical connection until a vanilla scent caught my attention and had my direction veering off course into the bathroom.
I stopped beside the tub and lowered Lakelyn to the ground. She looked at me curiously, causing me to reach out and touch her flawless skin. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and glided my fingers down the side of her cheek, spreading my thumb wide as I rubbed it across her bottom lip.
My eyes dragged down her body, taking in the pebbled peaks of her breasts swelling behind the silk curtain, separating me from seeing her in all her natural glory.
“Is this okay?” I asked.
