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Krishshifted into a more comfortable position, leaning his elbow onto his knee. ‘Solet me get this straight.Insteadof telling me all of this five years ago, you broke up with me?’
Shenodded.
‘AndNorman…?’
Theball she’d made out of the belt unfurled as soon as she let it go. ‘Imade him up.’
Hesnapped his fingers. ‘Iknew it!’
‘Youdid?’Francescapeeked at him through her curtain of wet hair.
‘Yes,Imean…Norman?Ijust couldn’t picture you falling for aNorman.’
Hehad a point.Apologiesto theNormansof the world.
‘Allthis time,’ he said, looking up as though replaying a slideshow in his head, ‘all this time,IthoughtI’ddone something wrong.MaybeIspooked you by saying “Ilove you” too soon inParis.OrIgot too intense.MaybeIwas bad in bed.’Heshook his head and ran his hand through his wet hair.
‘Wellyou know that’s not true,’ she said, wiping more tears from her face.
‘Youbloody fool.’Heturned his gaze on her. ‘YouthoughtIwould leave you ifIknew?’
Sheboth nodded and whispered, ‘Yes.’
Francescawatched his pupils darken, the smile falling from his face.Delicately, he pushed the robe off her knees, exposing bare skin.Fora moment, his thumbs made lazy circles on the sensitive spot right on top of the joint.
‘Justso you know, we’re going to talk more about this later.Butright now,Idon’t want to talk.Isthat okay?’Hebent down and placed a soft, butterfly kiss on the inside of her knee.
Wasthat okay?Waswater wet?Godknew she was.Shebit her lip and nodded.Thetiredness from the past two days disappeared.Adrenalinesnaked through her veins, lighting her up.Heatgathered in her core.Shewas filled with lava, a volcano about to explode.Allshe wanted to do was kiss him, but when she leaned towards him, he leaned back with a mischievous grin, those sexy dimples denting his cheeks.Shewanted to lick them.
Krishslowly pushed open her knees so that her legs splayed wide and slid his own body close to hers, stomach to stomach.Therough string bow on the waistband of his pyjamas brushed her most sensitive spot, and she almost came then and there.Shecaught her breath.Theair in the room stilled, and quiet static filled her ears.
Hedidn’t kiss her, but she could feel his lips near her neck, as though he held a smouldering coal inches from her skin.Hehovered at her temple, her ear, the place where neck met shoulder—not touching, just letting the heat from his breath bring up goosebumps.Heremembered exactly how to drive her wild.
Shecouldn’t believe she was here.WithKrish.HerKrish.Thespark inside her that had ignited when she was ‘speaking’ with the rat grew brighter.Thiswas what she’d been chasing since she left him all those years ago.Thisutter and complete feeling of self-acceptance.Ofsurrender.Ofwanting to belong to one person.Ofconnection that she had never achieved with anyone else.Francescawas his to do with as he wanted.
Reachingdown, he untied the belt holding her robe closed.Ittook ages, although it was probably only a few seconds.Withmaddening slowness, he slithered the robe off her shoulders, exposing all of her to his gaze.Hernipples hardened.
Allshe desired was for him to take them in his mouth, but he didn’t.Hejust soaked her in with his eyes.
‘Fuckinghell,I’vemissed the sight of you.You’reso beautiful,’ he said.Thosewords made the light inside her grow even bigger.
Shefreed her arms from the robe’s sleeves and leaned back on her elbows, so he could see all of her.Herbreasts grew heavy with desire.Theurge to wrap her legs around him and grind him into her…it would be so easy.Butshe waited because she knew it was what he required of her.Shewhimpered.
‘Liedown,’ he commanded.Sheloved it when he got bossy.
Francescadropped back onto the bed, wet hair squishing underneath her shoulders.Anticipationmade her entire body tighten with need.Everyinch of her skin was caressed by the warm air, but fuck the air.ShewantedKrishto touch her.Shereached to pull him closer and he caught first one and then the other wrist, pressing them down into the bed.
Hebent over her.Thedelicate flick of his tongue on the inside of her thigh was so light she wasn’t sure she’d actually felt it.
‘Please,’ she begged.
Histongue got to work, licking and tickling, everywhere except where she actually wanted it.She’dforgotten just how good he was, almost like he’d studied how to pleasure a woman.He’dalways been anA+ student.Sheimagined him making notes in his meticulous hand, fingers tracing the shape of the female clitoris, a big arrow pointing to the nub, saying ‘Orgasmhere.’Shewas loving his commitment.
Krishlet go of her hands so he could stroke the skin on her inner thigh, increasing her anticipation.Oneof her freed hands flew to her breast, the other to his head.Sheswallowed hard and urged him higher.
Hepushed her knees further apart.Krishlooked up at her and smirked, a wicked glint in his eye.Yes, he knew exactly what he was doing.Withhis thumbs, he stretched the skin on either side of her vulva wide and gently touched the middle with his tongue.
Shescreamed.
