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“I do, but I’m not so sure anymore.”
He smiles. “I’ll ease you in gently. Now circle your clit with your other hand.”
I never thought for one moment Bast would be such a dirty talking man.
He pushes one knee onto the bed and then the other, before slowly edging his way until his knees touch my inner thighs, then he rests back on heels and watches between my legs.
Fuck.
This feels too intimate. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t stop.
My gaze goes to his heavy-lidded eyes. He doesn’t talk or blink as he watches my hands. And I suddenly gasp. “What are we doing?”
He stares at me, puzzled. “What?”
“You’re my dad’s best friend. I want you so much, but ...”
He doesn’t stop stroking his cock as he stares at my mouth, then my eyes. “It wasn’t a mistake.”
It’s my turn to be baffled.
“The kiss.” His voice is low and calm. “I panicked. I shouldn’t have told you that.”
“What are you saying, exactly?”
“I’m telling you, I want to do it again.”
My heart beat is speeding and not because I’m so close to coming but because he is telling me something I’ve longed to hear.
I swallow. “Me too.”
He watches me with a hard intensity in his perfect pale amber eyes. His cock juts to his stomach as he lets go and leans over until his hands press on either side of my head. His tongue wets his lips. “Thirteen years.”
“And you’re my dad’s best friend.”
A sigh slips from his lips.
I feel the same way.
We can never be a forever. One night won’t ever be enough. Yet, I know it’ll have to be.
Whatever is happening here won’t be for the long term. I can see the realization on his face. But it’s fine. I never asked for anything more. And right now, it feels like I’m in the dream I’ve played over and over in my head.
A dream I’ll play over and over forever.
The one where he is about to kiss me.
He brings his lips to meet mine for a quick kiss, then pulls back and stares.
I press my hands on his chest, feeling every fast beat of his heart.
He lowers his body and before he can change hid mind, he slams his mouth on mine.
Probing his tongue through my lips, kissing me harder until our tongues dance and our bodies grind together. I wrap my arms around his neck, wanting more, feeling him ... his lips ... his body ... his erection ... him.
He might only want me for tonight, but he finally wants me. And I want him too.
If a one-night stand is all I get, then that’s fine. I can live with knowing I had him once.
