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He grinned back at me. “Yeah, I sure hope I did!”
We stood there for a moment, laughing, before I led him back inside to sit at the kitchen counter while I got out my first aid kit.
“You should probably wash it first,” I said, feeling suddenly shy.
He smiled faintly at me. “I’m the doctor here, you know.”
He washed his hand under the sink for a good five minutes, before drying it with the towel I handed him. He sat back down and allowed me to dab some antiseptic on the cut.
“About this morning…” I told him quietly. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you and I acted way out of line.”
Actually, what I wanted to tell you was that you are very important to my heart, I thought.When I’m with you, I feel so safe and secure, like everything is alright in the world.
I blew on the cut and heard him suck in a breath. I looked up at him in concern, “Does it hurt?”
He shook his head and I put some ointment on it. It didn’t look like it would need stitches.
“I wanted to stay, and be with you,” he said quietly. My hands stilled, and I looked at him as tears started to gather in my eyes.
“I wanted to make you happy after that bastard left you hurting so much,” he whispered. “But you sent me away and I didn’t want to force myself on you.”
The tears I had been holding back started to fall one by one.
“I wanted you, too,” I told him. “But I always thought it wouldn’t work out. First, with Dan, and now, because you will be leaving soon. I didn’t want to want you, but I can’t help it.”
He pulled me to him and slanted his lips over mine. With a groan, I surrendered myself to the feelings that had been bubbling so close to the surface ever since I saw him in Elle’s wedding two weeks ago.
I kissed him back with equal fervor, and we were a tangle of lips and tongues. It was many more moments before we broke apart, both of us out of breath, before we kissed again.
There was a heated hunger in me that would not be denied. I wanted him close to me, his body and soul pressed to mine.
“Amanda,” he groaned. “Let’s not do this in the kitchen.”
I laughed and pulled him in for another kiss. “Take me to bed, then.”
He growled and swept me up into his arms, our mouths still attached as he carried me back to my bedroom.
Once inside, he tenderly laid me on the bed and continued to kiss me. Although his kisses had turned languorously slow, they were no less intense than the ones we shared in the kitchen.
He looked me deep in the eyes and tucked a lock of hair behind my ear, his lips following the trail of his hand. I giggled when he touched upon a ticklish spot, and then moaned when he lightly sucked on my neck.
Ah…he remembers that spot, I thought hazily, lost in a sea of desire.
His hands came up to my breasts and my body arched off the bed, seeking more of his touch. I was not wearing a bra beneath my pajamas that I was still in, even though it was already afternoon. His every touch had all my nerve endings going off. When his fingers finally sought the peaks, I couldn’t bite back the moan that rose from my throat.
He slowly kissed his way down to my chest as he popped the buttons of my pajama top one by one. His warm breath fanned over my chest as I begged him without words. When his tongue clamped on a sensitive bud, I felt elation sing through my veins.
This…I thought hazily.This is bliss.
Oliver was an attentive lover and he bathed my senses with sensual pleasure. As his mouth alternated between gentle nips and sucking, his right hand was molding my other breast and gently pinching the shameless bud that puckered for his attention. He gently rolled a nipple between his fingers while he sucked harder on my other breast, the sensation shooting pleasure straight into my wet core.
“Harder,” I murmured through gritted teeth.
Oliver seemed to take my instruction to heart as he became fiercer and more diligent in his efforts. As he sucked and pinched at my sensitized nipples, I could feel myself growing wetter and wetter in my pajama bottoms. I had been in such a hurry that I had neglected to put on underwear.
A most fortunate circumstance,I thought dazedly.
Then his hand gently danced over my belly, igniting a pool of fire as he trailed lower and lower into my pajama bottoms, plunging in through the elastic to seek out my wet core.
