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“You know why I love you? Not in the past, but now?”
The question made him blink. He shook his head.
“Because you’re many things, Jace, but you make me feel like I’m a better person than I once was—you give me a safe zone where I can tell you my hopes and dreams and the journey is worth it. You make me feel alive again.”
“You make me want to be a better man, Kara,” he said softly, touching her face. “The kind who can’t forget his past but can move ahead of it and embrace every damn little bit of joy in life...like loving you.”
Their lips met in a soft, reassuring kiss, sealing a connection that had been fractured by silence and fear. In that moment, Jace felt a weight lift off his shoulders. After facing his past, he felt ready to forge a new future.
He kissed her, leisurely, languid kisses, recalling their tangled past when they couldn’t wait to see each other. Jace dropped tiny kisses along her chin, her throat. She made a humming noise of pleasure that aroused him further.
Never had he needed a woman more, not merely for sex, but something deeper and much more significant. If he couldn’t have her, he’d lose his grip on sanity.
“Kara,” he murmured.
He hardly recognized his voice, deepened by sexual urgency. His cock hardened painfully.
With languid grace, she kissed him back, slowly caressing his bearded cheek. Kara nuzzled him with her own cheek.
“Your beard, it tickles. Feels different,” she murmured.
Blood surged to his groin as he envisioned how she’d feel with his beard tickling a different part of her.
Desire cranked up as she kept kissing him. No more leisurely kisses. He was too cranked up, too aroused. Jace pulled her into the bedroom and almost ripped off his shirt.
“Condom,” he said, barely managing to get the word out.
Kara shook her head. “Pill. It’s safe.”
“I want you so much,” he muttered. “If you want to back out, do it now.”
In answer, she unbuttoned her shirt, her heated gaze never leaving his. As he tugged off his boots and removed his clothing, Jace held on to control with a thin thread.
With a soft sigh, she divested herself of clothing until she stood before him, fully nude.
They fell onto the bed together, kissing.
She’d dreamed of this moment and after years of missing him, it finally arrived. How she’d missed his heat. His passion.
Jace’s mouth was as warm and firm, as delicious as she’d remembered. Jace cupped the back of her head as he devoured her mouth, licking and teasing.
Her own desire remained barely leashed, as urgent as the heat in his blue eyes. With a rough growl, he lunged, pushing her naked body back onto the bed.
Kara was the one touching him, her eager hands exploring the body she once loved so well. Her mouth against his skin, trailing tiny kisses over the hard line of his jaw, his throat.
A sharp intake of breath as she saw the silvery stretch of old scar tissue on his chest. “Dear Lord, Jace, what happened to you?”
“Bullet wound. It healed.”
“It hurts me to see you like this,” she whispered. “I wish I could have helped.”
Kara kissed the scar tissue, her mouth sliding over a wound that she never knew he’d had.
She kissed the inside of his thigh, then stroked a finger along the underside of his rigid cock. Jace dragged in a deep breath as she encased his erection in her hand and took him into her mouth.
Closing his eyes, he let his head drop back. He tasted exactly as she remembered—strength and steel. She enjoyed every groan wrung from his throat, the exquisite pleasure she delivered to him.
Then he pulled away, his gaze glittering. Jace rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him.
