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I tug at his buckle and I hear it pop loose. “Yes?”

“Are you sure?” he asks.

I bite my lip. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

And I’m not lying either.

He lets me unzip him and his jeans fall down around his ankles. He steps out of them and kicks them to the side, and then before I can even process what’s happening, he’s standing before me, wearing only his boxers.

His hands go to the buttons of my shirt and he starts unbuttoning them one by one.

Cillian tosses it to the ground beside his small pile of discarded clothes. His eyes graze over the simple black bra I’m wearing before he reaches for the zipper of my jeans.

He peels the garment off me patiently, getting on his knees so that he can tease my legs free from the unforgiving material.

He keeps his eyes on me the whole time.

I’ve never had a man kneel for me quite like this before. Certainly not one who can do it with such power and confidence.

I’m the one who’s looking down at him.

So why does it feel like he’s the one who’s in control?

And I’m the one in free-fall?

If you can’t fly, then I’ll be there to catch you.

When he’s removed my jeans, his fingers trail over my legs as he slowly straightens up again. When he’s at eye level with me, his fingers run up and down my sides.

I feel a gasp in the back of my throat, but I manage to hold it in.

My heart is hammering hard, but it’s not fear. Well… it’s not only fear.

It’s also excitement. The thrill of what’s to come.

“You can still change your mind,” he tells me.

“I’m not changing my mind,” I assure him. “Why? You scared?”

He smiles inwardly. “Maybe a little.”

His answer surprises me. “Why?”

“I’ve never met anyone like you ever before,” he admits. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I’d actually believed it was a myth.”

My eyebrows wrinkle. “A myth?” I repeat, trying to follow his train of thought and keep track of my own at the same time. “What is?”

He smiles softly. “Maybe I’ll tell you,” he says. “Later.”

I feel the clasp at my back give way and my bra falls away from me. I hadn’t even noticed him doing it. He pulls it away with careful fingers, his eyes falling to my naked breasts.

He cups my right breast, his fingers circling the pink nipple slowly.

Then his fingers knot in the thin strap of my panties and he drags them down slowly. He sinks down to his knees again.

But this time, he stays there. He sets my panties aside and runs his hands up between my thighs.

I’m shivering a little. I know there’s no way I can hide it.


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