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Then the door closed behind me and my dreams became astartling and mind-blowing reality, because then Thomas touched me. He finally touched me. Despite wearing boots, he prowled silently behind me, spinning me to face him, his chest shivering with alow rumble as his eyes roamed over me, devouring my face.
His hands with his wonderfully calloused fingers, apainter’sfingers, rose to my cheeks and held them in place. He lowered his forehead to mine, asoft gesture in contrast to the strong grasp and even stronger electricity that passed between us.
“Hey,” he whispered, his warm breath fluttering on my face.
“Hi.” My voice quavered, weak and unfamiliar.
He inhaled deeply, drawing me closer to brush our lips one against the other, the same touch Iremembered, the same touch Ihad built up in my head, caressing but not kissing.
“Imissed your scent. Inever knew lavender could be described as delicious, but with you…Idon’tever want to smell anything else again.” Another whisper, followed by my entire existence being shaken to the core.
“T—thank you.” Iclosed my eyes, then opened them as he smoothed my skin with his thumb.
“Erin?”
“Hmm?”
“Can Ikiss you?”
My knees buckled from under me and Iclung to his chest. With the little strength Ihad left in me, Inodded.
Amicroscopic, inconsequential movement. Amovement an ever-observant, ever-caring man like Thomas picked up and acted on.
The moment he pulled me to him was one Iknew I’dnever forget, how our lips clashed together, how he smothered me with emotions and urgency of two long, excruciating months. He dropped his last guard down when Iopened my mouth up for him, took charge, and slid his tongue inside me, tasting, playing, exploring.
His scent, this Thomas cologne mixed with atinge of the crisp and wintery smell of the outside world, was home. This familiar blanket turned me into apuddle of need at his feet. Moaning, needing, begging, Imelted into his lips with every stroke of his tongue and let him consume me.
Ishuddered as he left ahot trail of kisses on my cheek and jaw, pulling helplessly at his coat to have him even closer. Thomas took this as another welcoming sign, enveloping me with one arm and pinning us unbearably closer. The sudden movement whooshed the air out of me and into Thomas’smouth, amouth that curved up against mine.
Iloved it, loved kissing him and having him taunt me. Iloved biting his bottom lip, sinking my teeth into the delicious flesh and the growl it bred from him. Iwanted him and Iwanted more, everything. His skin on mine, to be consumed and taken by him without these clothes separating us.
Our coats, sweaters, and undershirts came off first, thrown on the carpet in afrenzy.
At the sight of his naked torso, Ihalted my stripping trajectory, ogling his taut abs, his broad chest. The picture he sent me was hot, but it did not do this man any justice. Not even close.
My fingers, starved after nights of wanting him, only him, grasped at whatever they could, from his biceps to his stomach and down to his jeans. Every ridge of his body had to be ravaged, touched, ingrained in my memory.
Thomas’sneed shredded the last of his patience, the nips and bites of my jaw becoming more fervent, his fingers digging deep into my flesh and making the loudest, most hypnotic sounds.
He lowered his hand, grabbing my hips from under and hoisting me up. On an instinct, as if we’dbeen doing this forever, my hands traveled up, encircling his neck through the mane of hair, my legs wrapping themselves around his waist.
With confident strides he carried me into the bedroom, our mouths still attached in akiss that lit up every part of my body, my fingers roaming through his soft and clean hair, unable to stop. He laid me down on the edge of the bed and kneeled between my thighs, parting them ever so gently.
“I’ve been waiting for this for so long, Erin,” he murmured as he came up to my lips, trailing kisses from my neck to my collarbone, his hair tingling my bare skin. “So long.”
My body sunk deeper into the bed and Iclenched my fingers in the sheets, afraid Imight have fallen if I’dlet go. SayingMe tooseemed too empty of aresponse to the tidal wave of emotions Igarnered for him and so Isaid nothing as my body spoke instead.
As Ibreathed hard and arched my back for him, Thomas splayed his palm flat on my chest, marking my skin as it descended to my belly. He tugged down my bra, capturing my exposed breast with his swollen lips for an agonizing kiss before lifting his head back up.
Igasped, prepared to forego my repressed inhibitions and yell at him to do it again when he separated his middle and forefinger and caged my nipple between them, pinching it and creating atantalizing friction that swept the words out of my mouth.
His rough palm, still flat and demanding, traveled up to the strap of my bra, tugging it to my elbow. With harrowing slowness, so deliberate Inearly screamed, he repeated the action on my left side.
Thomas sneaked an arm under my back, lifting me to his mouth and swirling his tongue on the breast he hadn’ttasted. My toes curled at the new sensation, my back floating instead of falling, moving instead of being supported by him. Everything in me drifted to the source of infinite pleasure he brought me.
Ireached for his jeans, intent on having him naked between my thighs. Just as my fingers played with his jean button, Thomas grabbed my wrists, looking into my eyes.
“Soon.” He brought my knuckles to his lips and kissed them, talking with agruff, lust-filled voice that dripped out of his lush lips. “This moment, right now, it’sall for you, just you.”
