“So I shouldn’t expect too much?”

He walked in behind her, then closed and locked the door. He turned to her and pulled her close.

“I wouldn’t say that.”

The confidence in his voice sent a shiver through her. The feel of his body against her caused her to start melting from the inside out. And when he lowered his mouth to hers...well, thinking became impossible.

They’d kissed before. Friendly kisses, brief kisses, even a kiss or two with passionate undertones. But they’d never kissed like this. She hadn’t known what it was like to be claimed by Aidan.

He held her firmly, yet gently. His mouth moved against hers, exploring, teasing, promising. When she parted her lips, he moved his tongue inside and brushed against hers with a rhythm designed to take her from interested to aroused to begging.

He moved his hands down her back to settle on her hips. That was all—the possessive touch of his hands on her body. He didn’t move them, but the weight, the pressure, the firmness of the hold mesmerized her. Maybe it was the promise of what was to come. Maybe it was slight kneading of his fingers. Maybe it was all in her head, but she didn’t care.

She rested her hands on his shoulders, then moved them to his back, where she could feel his strong muscles and the warmth of his skin below his shirt. She liked the broadness of him, the scent of him, the way he tasted.

He drew back just enough to kiss each corner of her mouth, then her cheeks. He kissed his way along her jaw, then nibbled the lobe of her ear. The combination of warm mouth and sharp teeth had her catching her breath.

Heat burned hot in her chest and radiated out in all directions. Her skin grew more sensitive, as if nerve endings were pushing closer to be touched by him. She wanted to crawl inside him so she could experience all of him.

He continued to kiss his way across her neck. Her head fell back. At the same time, his hands moved up her sides, across her ribs, to her breasts. Through the layers of her T-shirt and bra, he cupped her breasts. His thumbs moved across tight nipples in a single, light touch. Pleasure shot through her and her breath caught.

He did it again, then again. It was as if he knew the exact way to touch her. As if he was part of the feedback loop in her mind.

He dropped his hands to the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up and over her head, then he kissed her. His tongue plunged in deeply, and she met him with needy strokes of her own. At the same time, he reached behind her and unfastened her bra. The garment fell to the floor. She felt the cool air on her breasts seconds before his hands covered her.

He took her curves in his large hands, pressing in slightly. Thumbs and forefingers settled on her nipples and played with the tight tips. A direct line of need and enjoyment formed between her breasts and her groin. Heat and arousal began to move back and forth, growing with each round trip. When he lowered his head, she caught her breath in anticipation. He closed his lips around her left breast and sucked deeply.

She gasped as the sensations surged through her. Delicious wanting grew as he circled his tongue around her nipple. He flicked over the very tip and then used his teeth to gently grate against the sensitive skin.

Down low in her belly, she felt the rising tension. Her thigh muscles were stiff in an effort to support her, while her knees threatened to give way. She was swollen and wet and desperate. When he moved to the other breast and repeated his efforts, she had to hold on to him to stay standing.

He straightened. “Shoes. Take them off.”

She did as he instructed. He did the same and pulled off his socks, then hers. Then he moved behind her. “Hold up your hair.”

She complied.

He nibbled his way from shoulder to shoulder. The light touch made her shiver. Her breathing increased. On the return trip, he moved his hands to her breasts and used just his fingertips to trace circles on her skin.




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