I don't rush her or push my way inside. Instead, I just stand there in her tiny living room and let her set the pace. Something tells me Serena doesn't let herself have things very often. Tonight I’m going to make sure she has everything she wants.
"Blaze." She says my name like she's still deciding. Like she's standing at the edge of a cliff.
"I'm right here." I close the distance between us slowly. Giving her time. "I'm not going anywhere."
Her hands come up to my chest, and I stop breathing. She traces the lines of my shoulders and then runs her fingertips across my arms.
"You're… Not real. I mean, who looks like this." She shakes her head and lets out a laugh. "This is crazy."
"Yeah." I cup her face in my hands, tilting her chin up. "Best kind of crazy."
“I like it.”
And then I kiss her.
It’s slow and soft at first. My mouth on hers is a question, not a demand.Is this okay? Is this what you want?
Serena answers by fisting her hands in my shirt and pulling me closer. That’s all it takes. Something inside of me ignites. Iwalk her backward until her shoulders hit the wall. I cage her in with my arms.
"Blaze." My name is a moan on her lips, and it's the best thing I've ever heard. "Please."
"Please what?" I drag my mouth down her neck, tasting her pulse. It's racing. "Tell me what you want, sweetheart. I'll give you anything."
"You." Her fingers find the hem of my shirt, tugging. "I want you."
I've never moved so fast in my life.
My shirt hits the floor in an instant, hers follows. When I see her standing there in the low light something in me comes undone. She’s all soft curves and smooth skin. Her eyes look up at me like I'm something worth wanting?—
I'm done for.
I lift her and her legs wrap around my waist. She fits perfectly against me like she belongs there. I grasp her thigh and she gasps against my mouth. I swallow the sound then carry her down the hall until I find her bedroom.
CHAPTER 3
BLAZE
Pushing the door open, I make my way toward the bed. I lay her down on the comforter that smells like lavender. I hold her like she's something precious, because she is… Even if she doesn't know it yet.
She reaches for me and pulls me down over her. I lower myself over her, bracing my weight on my forearms so I don't crush her. Then she's kissing me again, desperate and searching. I exhale as my manhood aches and twitches for her.
I can be patient. I can be gentle. For Serena, I can be anything.
I kiss my way down her body like I'm mapping territory I plan to claim forever. I need to know exactly what makes her back arch off the bed. I work down her throat and across her collarbone until I reach the swell of her breasts.
"Blaze." My name is a plea on her lips. “I need more."
The sound of those words on her tongue makes all the blood rush between my legs. So I give her more.
I kiss down her stomach and over the soft curve of her belly. She tenses just for a second before she melts under the heat of my touch.
"You have no idea what these curves to do to me, do you?" I drag my lips across her hip, and she shivers. I put pressure on her thighs and she lets them fall open for me. "These were made for my hands. This body?" I press a kiss to the soft skin of her inner thigh. "This body is fucking perfect. I’m going to spend all night showing you exactly what I mean…"
Her fingers find my hair as I settle between her thighs. She's already trembling.
"You're so fucking beautiful," I tell her, and then I taste her.
I run my tongue across her glistening slit and lap at her folds as she comes alive beneath me. Everything in me begs to be inside of her. I pin her down with one arm across her stomach and take long, slow strokes across her that make her whimper.
