I nodded.
Somehow, we managed to cross the threshold into my apartment without collapsing into a heap. Shane kicked the door closed, then his mouth was on mine again, this time hotter, more urgent. His lips parted, and mine did the same. Our tongues touched, sending a jolt of heat through my core. Every part of me begged for him to take the kiss deeper.
I steered him toward the couch, my hands itching to slide underneath his lightweight flannel shirt. It had been months since Tad and I had been together, and it had never felt like this. Shane ignited something in me I didn’t even know existed. It wasn’t a flicker or even a spark. It was like a five-alarm fire had suddenly blazed to life under my skin. His kisses, the feel of his palms skimming up my side, the slide of his tongue against mine only added fuel to the flames.
He sank down to the couch and pulled me with him. I ran my palm up his stomach, pressing against the defined pecs as I snuggled against him. My hand-me-down couch wasn’t super small, but Shane was a good-sized guy. He rolled me on top and wrapped an arm around me to prevent me from sliding off the edge.
“You want to go to the bedroom?” I whispered into his neck.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
Nodding, I grappled for his hand.
He pressed a kiss against my forehead. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
Summoning my inner bravado, I gave him a smile. “We’ve got to figure out how to work those honey buns off somehow, don’t we?”
7
SHANE
Britt in a sexy black dress that accentuated her curves, was breathtaking. But Britt in a lacy black bra and matching panties, sucked the breath out of me and made all the blood in my body head straight to my dick.
She shimmied out of the dress and tossed it onto the floor. Then she bent to undo her sandals.
I got to one knee in front of her, cupped the back of her calf with one hand, and undid the tie on her shin with my fingers. She lifted her foot and stepped out of the shoe.
“Oh, that feels so much better.”
I did the same on her other leg, then stood to face her. Without her heels, she stood about three inches shorter, the perfect height for me to rest my chin on top of her head.
She undid the buttons on my shirt, a teasing smile playing at the edges of her lips. I wanted to capture the moment so I could replay it over and over again in my head. Even the way she smiled was sexy, a combination of sweet shyness with brazen boldness. Made me want to scoop her up in my arms and carry her to bed so I could have my way with her. But the agonizing anticipation would make it so much better.
I wanted to ask her a million questions, but all of that could wait. It had to, because the need she’d awakened in me wouldn’t. From the first moment I saw her, I’d known this would be our inevitable outcome. Some part of me recognized something in her. Like the intertwining of our lives was meant to happen on this night, in this place. Like it had been written in the stars a long time before either of us was even born.
That same thought played through my head as I shed my jeans.
As I fisted my cock in my hand and watched Britt lie down on the bed.
As I slipped a condom over my length.
As I hovered over her.
As I eased into her.
As her wet heat surrounded me.
As I began to move.
* * *
Britt
I spreadmy legs as wide as I could, needing to feel him deep inside me. He filled me completely. We fit together like we were made for each other, and for a moment I let myself wonder if there really was such a thing.
Then he started to move, gently at first. His hand smoothed the hair away from my face even as his lips continued to meet mine, kiss for kiss.
“You feel amazing,” he mumbled against my mouth.