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I really wanted to take that mask off him.
His hand travelled up to cup my cheek, his thumb grazing my mask. Maybe he wanted to take mine off, too.
Out of the corner of my eye, the new instructional paper glowed green.
Damn it. I had almost forgotten we had a schedule to follow.
“Have you seen what it says yet?” I asked.
“I tried to read it before you got here, but I guess it won’t show me anything until you’re here, too,” William said.
I slipped my hand into his and reached up for another kiss. He gladly met my lips.
The moment I wanted him to slam me against the wall again, I pulled away and led him over to the coffee table.
We sat down on the sofa, our hands still entwined.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Have been since our first date.”
I smiled. Me too.
We reached for the paper at the same time and picked it up together. The moment we touched the paper, two words inked onto the page.
Anything goes.
Oh, hell yes.
Whatever barrier had held back my hormones disintegrated in a split second. I dropped the paper at the same time he did.
One of his hands gripped my hip, and the other snaked up my neck, both drawing me closer.
Nope. Not quick enough for me.
I threw my leg over his lap and straddled him, pressing our bodies together as we descended into a kiss.
William moaned against my lips as his hips bucked.
“Glad we agree,” I whispered as his hands slipped under the hem of my dress.
His fingers ran up my back, leaving an electric trace in their wake.
“Oh, I hope we do,” William said.
His grip on me tightened, and he rolled me onto my back. We tumbled onto the floor between the sofa and the coffee table, and for the second time that night, my back slammed against the surface.
But it didn’t even faze me.
“Gods, I’m sorry.” William tried to clamber off me, but I wrapped my legs around his waist and yanked him back.
I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a kiss—gentle, careful, as reassuring as I could make it.
“No stopping this time,” I murmured.
With that, I tore his shirt open from top to bottom. A few buttons tinkled onto the coffee table.
“You’re the boss,” William said, but his eyes turned steely as he hitched my dress up around my hip. “This time.”
