His hands go to my hips. He pushes me onto the bed. I place my palms at my sides, keeping my balance so I can stay upright.

Miles lowers himself onto his knees. It's the same position we were in when he patched me up.

My breath hitches. I want this to go faster. I want his hands under my skirt.

He nudges my knees apart and places himself between them. It's not enough. His hands are on the bed, not on me.

I take a deep breath. He's leading. I can handle that.

He looks up at me, checking in. I nod a yes. A now. A please.

Miles brings his mouth to my nipple.

Fuck. It's soft and wet and warm.

Pleasure overwhelms me. My hands go to his messy brown hair as he sucks on me. Damn, that feels so good I can barely stay upright. I tug at his hair.

His moan reverberates against my skin. He wants this. He wants me.

Miles kisses his way to my lips. His tongue plunges into my mouth. His hands move to my thighs.

I spread my legs. Arch my back. I'm practically offering myself to him. It's scary how much my body wants his, the way it takes over.

But it feels so fucking good.

He takes the invitation. His hands slide under my skirt. His fingers brush against my panties.

No one has ever touched me before, not here. It's overwhelming. I'm dizzy with lust.

I fall onto my back, relaxing into the bed, relaxing into his touch.

Then he's on the bed. His body is next to mine.

I slide my hand under his t-shirt. Soft skin covers hard muscles. It feels good, touching him. I want more. I want to touch every inch of his skin.

It's terrifying how desperately I want every inch of his skin.

I take my time exploring the lines of his torso. I'm still dizzy. I'm not sure which way is up or down, only that I want him leading.

His lips find mine. He pulls my panties to my knees.

Slowly, my body takes over. My knees slide apart. My hands go to his hips.

My thoughts drift away. For once, nothing hurts. For once, I only feel pleasure.

His fingers tease my nipples, then they're on my stomach, then they're undoing the button of my skirt, sliding it off my hips, past my knees, all the way to my feet.

I'm naked. I'm naked with a man I barely know. And I want so badly to be here.

I'm not shy or worried I'm not good enough.

I'm aflame.

He groans with pleasure as he drags his fingertips over my thigh. Closer. Closer.

There.

His fingers skim my clit.

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