“Avery told me a bit about what happened, and from what Casey has talked about… Emmett…”
Turning to her, I let her see me in all my scarred glory. “I failed to get back up after losing the match and losing Tommy. I let all that dark negative shit consume me, and I let it keep me down for far too long.”
Closing in on me, I watch as she stares at my chest. Her eyes run all over the muscles that are slowly beginning to come back. They don’t linger on where my abs used to be, but the way her little tongue peeks out to moisten her lips has my cock ready to stand at attention.
“I know a little about dark stuff clouding over you. It’s pretty hard to see outside of your own world sometimes, isn’t it?” she asks as she looks up into my eyes.
Nodding my head, I reach out and pull her to me. “Want to tell me about it?”
She moves into my arms. “Not tonight. I don’t think I can think about stuff like that right now…”
Leaning down, I softly kiss her lips. “We’re going to need to lay our cards on the table soon. We need to come in with clean slates. This isn’t going to be a fling, baby girl.”
He eyes widen and then close as I lean back down to give her a longer, slower kiss. My tongue slips past her lips, eager to dance with hers. Eager to deepen our connection.
She tastes so damn good, so damn good I can’t get enough of her. I can’t get enough of her taste. I can’t get enough of her scent. This close, it’s fucking intoxicating.
I’m already a fucking goner and she’s still dressed.
Her arms raise for me as I pull her shirt up and over her head.
And I can’t stop myself from looking down and admiring the bra that cups her lovely breasts. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn sexy.”
Blushing, she bows her head and shakes it. “I don’t know about that. I don’t feel like I am.”
Moving her chin up so that I can look in her eyes, I say, “You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t—"
I cut her off. “No, you are. You’re so fucking beautiful and sexy, the moment I saw you I felt my heart drop in my chest. It felt like my soul connected to yours the instant our lips touched. You’re the woman of my dreams, Bree.”
A faint blush rushes up from her chest to her cheeks.
It’s so damn cute, I have to kiss her again.
Pulling her body tight to mine, my hands slip to her back. And even though I just did this last night, the damn things start to shake at the prospect of unlatching her bra and releasing her breasts.
I have to break our kiss again and move back so that the lacy bra can fall between us. Once it does, I catch a peek of her pale pink nipples tightening as if they’re ready to be licked.
Reaching down, I move with a speed I didn’t even realize I had and push at the waistband of her shorts. My tongue lashes out against her breast, hungry, needy, as I bend to shove those stupid shorts off her slender hips.
Her body shudders toward my questing tongue before I sink further down to the floor.
“Stupid fucking clothing,” I growl out while yanking her shoes and socks off.
Laughing, she places her hands on my shoulders for balance. “You’re going total caveman now, aren’t you?”
She doesn’t even know the fucking half of it.
Rising quickly to my feet, I sweep her off hers and carry her wedding style before tossing her through the air.
Shrieking, she lands on the bed with a bounce before she starts to laugh at the sight of me stalking after her.
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“Bree, I don’t know what the fuck it is in your pheromones that drives me insane, but you’ve got me. You’ve got me completely hooked,” I say when I reach the bed.
Grabbing her by the ankles, I pull her to me. “Come here, you.”