“I didn’t take my time with you when we made love the first time. I want to tonight. But you get to me,” he said.
“You get to me, too. I promised myself this time—”
“You’d be smarter?”
Yes. But she didn’t want to admit that to him. “I was pretty smart the first time. I got exactly what I wanted that night.”
“Did you?” he asked as he toed off his shoes and pulled off his tie.
She nodded. He’d undone the top button of his shirt and his feet were clad only in socks. This was such an intimate thing, she thought, watching a man disrobe. Most of the time when she had sex, they were hurried couplings in the dark. No time to consider if she was making a mistake or not.
But tonight this felt right.
“I did. What about you?”
“I feel the same way I did back then—like a boy about to get lucky for the first time.”
“It wasn’t your first time,” she said quietly, walking over to him and pushing his hands aside. She undid the buttons of his dress shirt, the backs of her fingers brushing against the warm skin of his chest.
He tipped her chin up and looked down into her eyes. “But it was for you.”
She nodded.
She’d never tried to hide the fact that she’d waited until she was in college to have sex. And if she were totally honest, she would have waited longer if Kingsley hadn’t come along.
He made her crave things she’d never really wanted before. That was why she’d thought she loved him. Why she’d thought...what they had was special. She shook her head, trying to dispel those thoughts.
His shrewd gaze seemed to see all the way to her core. To the doubts that were gaining traction in her mind.
“Don’t. I screwed up afterward, but we were good together. And we will be tonight,” he said.
Then he cursed and dropped his hands and stepped back from her.
“Unless you’ve changed your mind,” he said. “I won’t pressure you.”
She hadn’t changed her mind. She just wanted to keep it clear in her head that he didn’t love her. The fact that he was clearly aroused—she could see his erection pressing against the front of his trousers—but would still walk away if she wanted him to told a lot about the man he was.
And that man was one she wanted in her bed.
“I haven’t changed my mind. I just don’t want to go all emotional on you.”
“How about lusty?” he asked.
She laughed. “Sure.”
“Good. Lusty I can handle. Tonight let’s just be young and in lust. I haven’t had that in a really long time.”
She hadn’t, either. Being this close to Kingsley reminded her of the woman she’d once been. She needed to find her again tonight.
“Okay, lusty, let’s do this.”
Now he laughed. And then he smiled over at her, the expression on his face so sweet and almost vulnerable. “You are the only person I know who makes me feel...well, normal.”
Normal.
For tonight that was enough.
She closed the gap between them and reached for his buttons again.
He put his hands on her hips and slowly drew her closer. She barely got his buttons undone before his mouth was on hers, kissing her with carnal intent. She felt his hands at the small of her back, drawing up her dress until the cool night air brushed over her buttocks and thighs.
She pushed her hands under the fabric of his shirt and wrapped them around his back just as he cupped her butt and drew her more firmly against the cradle of his hips.
His erection nudged at her and he shifted his stance so that he was rubbing against her center. She caught her breath and her nails dug into his back as he thrust his tongue deep into her mouth while moving his hips in the same rhythm.
They were both still fully clothed but it was one of the hottest things she’d ever experienced.
She sucked on his tongue as he pulled her panties down and she felt his big, warm hands on her bare flesh. He squeezed her buttocks and everything inside her clenched. She wriggled her legs until her panties fell to the floor. He lifted her up with his arm around her waist and took a step backward until he was leaning against the wall.
He held her against him as their mouths and bodies moved together.
He tasted so good, felt so good pressed against her. She wanted to slow down, to savor this moment, but it felt as if someone else had taken over her body. A woman she hardly recognized as herself, but at the same time, it felt so damned right.
She reached between their bodies, scraping her fingernail around his belly button. He tore his mouth from hers, breathing heavily as he looked down at her. No man had ever looked at her with so much desire in his eyes.