I cradled her head and took her lips again. They were soft and smooth, and she kissed like she was struggling to hold back her hunger. I couldn’t wait to build it until she had no choice but to explode.
I was going to make this the best night of her life. She might forget what took her into that bar, but she would never forget me. And if we were remotely as explosive together as I thought we were going to be, then this wouldn’t be a one-time thing. That would give me one real reason to smile about being back in this town.
Her hands tugged at my shirt, and we broke apart so she could strip it over my head.
“You’re beautiful,” she said, her voice catching when she stared at my chest.
“No, that’s you.”
Her blue eyes pierced through me. All the things weighing on me—the expectations, the pressure—disappeared like they’d never existed. There was nothing but her and me and this night.
We tore each other’s clothes off like we were half-crazy, and when I slipped off her shirt to uncover her gorgeous tits and perfect nipples, my dick pulsed against my jeans, straining to be inside her.
As much as I wanted to take her hard and fast, I wanted to take care with her. She’d been fucked over by some guy, and I wasn’t about to do the same thing to her.
I pulled off her skirt and breathed in the scent of her. “You’re soaked, aren’t you, Blue?”
“It’s your fault. You did it. I—”
“What?”
“I’ve never ... not like this. So fast. So ... everything.”
Her disjointed words sent a charge of possession and triumph through me. Whatever my goal was when I brought her through the door, it changed. I wanted her addicted to me. Dying for me. I wanted to be the only person who could make her feel this way.
And she doesn’t even know my name.
It was a headier feeling than anyone else would ever understand, and to me it was the ultimate aphrodisiac. I didn’t need her name to know that I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone. Maybe it was the adrenaline. Maybe it was the need for me to claim something in this town as my own. Whatever it was, it didn’t matter.
I moved down her body and peeled off her panties. She arched against me, and I breathed in her scent.
She hadn’t lied. She was soaked, and from the way she was lifting her hips, she was dying for this as badly as I was.
How long has it been since someone took care of her?
Immediately, I blocked out the question before my brain could think about the answer. However long it had been, she wouldn’t remember anyone before me.
Her nails dug into my shoulders as my thumb skated over the prettiest pussy lips I’d ever seen. Shivers rippled through her body.
“So responsive. So wet. So fucking hot.”
She opened her mouth to reply, but all she managed was a mewl. At least until I lowered my head and swiped my tongue through her sweet wetness.
“Oh God. Do that again.”
A sneaking suspicion formed in my brain that while this girl might not be a virgin, and while she did come home with me after knowing me for all of a half hour, she wasn’t lying when she said she didn’t do things like this.
That just made it more imperative that I make tonight unforgettable.
Her body responded, muscles clenching and head rocking, as I ate her like she was my last meal. She writhed against my mouth, moaning until her screams filled the cabin and a burst of tart wetness hit my tongue.
Fucking incredible.
I lifted up, dragging a finger through her slick folds, loving the way her body trembled when I touched her. “I want you. Right now.”
Her gaze locked with mine, and she spread her legs the barest inch. “What are you waiting for?”
Her innocence mixed with her bold words was the most intoxicating combination. I didn’t have a chance in hell at being able to resist, even if I wanted to.