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Authors: Jules Bennett
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He palmed one breast in each hand as he captured her lips once more. Arching her back, Victoria leaned into his touch, his kiss, and let out a soft, low groan.
Her arms came around his shoulders, her fingertips toying with the ends of his hair on the nape of his neck. She shifted, scooting to the edge of the counter, and wrapping her legs around his waist. Stefan let go of her breasts long enough to shuck his boxers and kick them to the side. With her legs around him, he palmed her backside and lifted her off the bar until she was settled right above him.
His eyes searched hers as he walked a few steps to the nearest wall, where he rested her back. He stayed still, waiting for any hint of a signal that she was uncomfortable or not ready to go through with this.
Stopping would kill him, but even with his hormones in overdrive he’d stop if she said the word. But when he looked in her eyes, all he saw was desire. Heavy lids, half-covered vibrant blue eyes...eyes that were focused on his lips.
At the same time he sealed his mouth to hers, he slid her down to take him fully. The flood of emotions within him was indescribable. Her body all around his, the soft feel of her skin, the fresh, floral aroma and her tiny little gasps had him nearly embarrassing himself and drawing their first encounter to an abrupt, climactic halt.
He moved within her, slowly, then, when her hips rocked faster, he increased the pace.
She tore her lips from his. “Please.”
If she liked things fast and sweaty, they could very well kill each other before the six months were up because she was speaking his language.
Victoria gripped his shoulders, flung her head back and closed her eyes. That long column of her neck begged to be licked, savored. He nibbled his way up, then back down and nestled his face between her breasts.
“Stefan....”
Yeah, he knew. She was close, which was a relief because so was he. He normally prided himself on his stamina, but one touch from Victoria and he was ready to explode. He didn’t take the time or the energy to think that this had never happened before. There was something about his Tori....
Her legs tightened around his waist as her whole body stiffened. He grabbed her face, forced her to look at him and for the briefest of seconds, when their eyes met, he felt a twinge of something he didn’t recognize. But he certainly wasn’t taking the time to figure it out, not when he had a sexy, wild woman bucking in his arms, finding her release.
Capturing her lips while she came undone around him was all he wanted. His tongue slid in and out, mimicking their bodies. His own release built and before he knew it he, too, let go. He gave in to Victoria’s sweet body, allowing her to take him—her welcoming arms enveloping him and her soft words calming him.
Never had he experienced anything like this before. But he knew that the next several months with his best friend-turned-wife would be nothing if not life-altering.
And that epiphany scared the hell out of him.
* * *
Victoria sat in the oversize cozy leather chair in the palace theater waiting for the movie to start and eating from a tub of popcorn. Only moments ago the man beside her rocked her world in a way she hadn’t known possible, and now he pretended as if their giant step beyond friendship were perfectly normal.
After they’d nearly killed each other in a bout of heated, frenzied sex, she’d thrown on his tux shirt instead of her gown. He’d slipped back into his pants, leaving his gloriously tanned and tattooed chest bare. He nearly had a whole sleeve of tats on one sculpted arm. The swirls slid over his shoulder and stretched from his back over his pecs. And Victoria wanted to trace every line, every detail with her fingertip, then follow with her tongue.
God, he’d turned her into a sex fiend. Knowing Stefan, that had been his goal all along.
Who knew he had such...skills. Well, given the amount of women the paparazzi put him with
He palmed one breast in each hand as he captured her lips once more. Arching her back, Victoria leaned into his touch, his kiss, and let out a soft, low groan.
Her arms came around his shoulders, her fingertips toying with the ends of his hair on the nape of his neck. She shifted, scooting to the edge of the counter, and wrapping her legs around his waist. Stefan let go of her breasts long enough to shuck his boxers and kick them to the side. With her legs around him, he palmed her backside and lifted her off the bar until she was settled right above him.
His eyes searched hers as he walked a few steps to the nearest wall, where he rested her back. He stayed still, waiting for any hint of a signal that she was uncomfortable or not ready to go through with this.
Stopping would kill him, but even with his hormones in overdrive he’d stop if she said the word. But when he looked in her eyes, all he saw was desire. Heavy lids, half-covered vibrant blue eyes...eyes that were focused on his lips.
At the same time he sealed his mouth to hers, he slid her down to take him fully. The flood of emotions within him was indescribable. Her body all around his, the soft feel of her skin, the fresh, floral aroma and her tiny little gasps had him nearly embarrassing himself and drawing their first encounter to an abrupt, climactic halt.
He moved within her, slowly, then, when her hips rocked faster, he increased the pace.
She tore her lips from his. “Please.”
If she liked things fast and sweaty, they could very well kill each other before the six months were up because she was speaking his language.
Victoria gripped his shoulders, flung her head back and closed her eyes. That long column of her neck begged to be licked, savored. He nibbled his way up, then back down and nestled his face between her breasts.
“Stefan....”
Yeah, he knew. She was close, which was a relief because so was he. He normally prided himself on his stamina, but one touch from Victoria and he was ready to explode. He didn’t take the time or the energy to think that this had never happened before. There was something about his Tori....
Her legs tightened around his waist as her whole body stiffened. He grabbed her face, forced her to look at him and for the briefest of seconds, when their eyes met, he felt a twinge of something he didn’t recognize. But he certainly wasn’t taking the time to figure it out, not when he had a sexy, wild woman bucking in his arms, finding her release.
Capturing her lips while she came undone around him was all he wanted. His tongue slid in and out, mimicking their bodies. His own release built and before he knew it he, too, let go. He gave in to Victoria’s sweet body, allowing her to take him—her welcoming arms enveloping him and her soft words calming him.
Never had he experienced anything like this before. But he knew that the next several months with his best friend-turned-wife would be nothing if not life-altering.
And that epiphany scared the hell out of him.
* * *
Victoria sat in the oversize cozy leather chair in the palace theater waiting for the movie to start and eating from a tub of popcorn. Only moments ago the man beside her rocked her world in a way she hadn’t known possible, and now he pretended as if their giant step beyond friendship were perfectly normal.
After they’d nearly killed each other in a bout of heated, frenzied sex, she’d thrown on his tux shirt instead of her gown. He’d slipped back into his pants, leaving his gloriously tanned and tattooed chest bare. He nearly had a whole sleeve of tats on one sculpted arm. The swirls slid over his shoulder and stretched from his back over his pecs. And Victoria wanted to trace every line, every detail with her fingertip, then follow with her tongue.
God, he’d turned her into a sex fiend. Knowing Stefan, that had been his goal all along.
Who knew he had such...skills. Well, given the amount of women the paparazzi put him with
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