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has become, Clint. So damn proud.”
A slow smile spreading across his face, Clint whispered, “Listen to yourself, Lacey. Does the man you just described seem like the type of man that would just walk away from his sister?” Feeling hope once again begin to rise in her, Lacey slowly shook her head. “Exactly,” Clint said in satisfaction. “I do know Justice Caldwell. I have known him for years. Give him time to sort this out, baby. He will find you when he is ready.”
Slowly wiping the tears from her eyes, Lacey whispered, “That’s the third time you’ve called me that.”
“Called you what?” Clint questioned as his gaze wandered over her face before stopping on her mouth.
Lacey’s breath hitched and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. Sliding a hand up his arm, she leaned into him. “Baby,” she moaned softly as she raised her lips toward his. She wanted this, needed it.
“Fuck,” Clint rasped as he reached up and threaded his hand through her hair. Tightening the thick strands in his fist, he groaned, “We shouldn’t do this, Lacey. You are too vulnerable right now.”
Letting the tip of her tongue sneak out to wet her suddenly dry lips, Lacey whispered, “Kiss me, Clint. Touch me. I need you.” She had waited so long to feel his hands on her, caressing her bare skin. She was done waiting.
Clint felt his will power slowly draining out of his body as he watched Lacey’s light pink tongue slide over her plump bottom lip. He may go to hell for this, but it was a chance he was willing to take. When she caught that full lip between her teeth and started nibbling again, he groaned deeply. Swiftly claiming her mouth with his, Clint used his own tongue to trace her soft lips, before slipping it inside her hot, wet mouth to tangle with hers. He had wanted this for so long…had wanted to taste her for months.
His cock hardened when he felt Lacey’s small hands moving tentatively over his chest. His heartbeat thundered in his ears when she started to undo the buttons on his shirt. Clint shrugged out of it impatiently, and shuddered at the feel of her fingertips tracing his chest. He flinched when she ran her palm over his gunshot wound, but when she tried to pull away, Clint let go of her hair, and palming the back of her head, continued his assault on her mouth.
Breathing heavily, Clint pulled back slightly and rested his forehead against hers. “Are you sure this is what you want, Lace?” he rasped. “I need to know this is about you and me, nothing else.” Staring into her big, green eyes, Clint waited for her response.
A shiver ran through him as she reached out and lightly traced the bruised area around his scar. “I almost lost you,” she whispered softly as she stared at his chest. “There are three people in this world that matter to me more than anything or anyone else. You are one of them.” Raising tear-filled eyes to his, she said, “My life is so out of control right now, Clint, but one thing I know for certain is that I want this.”
As Clint gazed down at her face, so full of not only need, but also nervousness, he knew he had to go slow. This was about more than just a quick fuck. This was about showing the woman in front of him how much she really meant to him. That even after everything they had been through, he still wanted to be with her, and only her.
Placing a soft kiss on her lips, Clint rose and held out his hand to her. Silently, she took it and they made their way back to his bedroom. Shutting the door behind them, he stopped by the large king-sized bed and turned Lacey to face him. Cupping her cheeks in his hands, he closed the distance between their mouths, licking gently at her lips until she opened for him. God, he loved the way she tasted.
Groaning softly, he leaned back and slowly undid the buttons of her shirt. Sliding it off over her shoulders, he
A slow smile spreading across his face, Clint whispered, “Listen to yourself, Lacey. Does the man you just described seem like the type of man that would just walk away from his sister?” Feeling hope once again begin to rise in her, Lacey slowly shook her head. “Exactly,” Clint said in satisfaction. “I do know Justice Caldwell. I have known him for years. Give him time to sort this out, baby. He will find you when he is ready.”
Slowly wiping the tears from her eyes, Lacey whispered, “That’s the third time you’ve called me that.”
“Called you what?” Clint questioned as his gaze wandered over her face before stopping on her mouth.
Lacey’s breath hitched and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. Sliding a hand up his arm, she leaned into him. “Baby,” she moaned softly as she raised her lips toward his. She wanted this, needed it.
“Fuck,” Clint rasped as he reached up and threaded his hand through her hair. Tightening the thick strands in his fist, he groaned, “We shouldn’t do this, Lacey. You are too vulnerable right now.”
Letting the tip of her tongue sneak out to wet her suddenly dry lips, Lacey whispered, “Kiss me, Clint. Touch me. I need you.” She had waited so long to feel his hands on her, caressing her bare skin. She was done waiting.
Clint felt his will power slowly draining out of his body as he watched Lacey’s light pink tongue slide over her plump bottom lip. He may go to hell for this, but it was a chance he was willing to take. When she caught that full lip between her teeth and started nibbling again, he groaned deeply. Swiftly claiming her mouth with his, Clint used his own tongue to trace her soft lips, before slipping it inside her hot, wet mouth to tangle with hers. He had wanted this for so long…had wanted to taste her for months.
His cock hardened when he felt Lacey’s small hands moving tentatively over his chest. His heartbeat thundered in his ears when she started to undo the buttons on his shirt. Clint shrugged out of it impatiently, and shuddered at the feel of her fingertips tracing his chest. He flinched when she ran her palm over his gunshot wound, but when she tried to pull away, Clint let go of her hair, and palming the back of her head, continued his assault on her mouth.
Breathing heavily, Clint pulled back slightly and rested his forehead against hers. “Are you sure this is what you want, Lace?” he rasped. “I need to know this is about you and me, nothing else.” Staring into her big, green eyes, Clint waited for her response.
A shiver ran through him as she reached out and lightly traced the bruised area around his scar. “I almost lost you,” she whispered softly as she stared at his chest. “There are three people in this world that matter to me more than anything or anyone else. You are one of them.” Raising tear-filled eyes to his, she said, “My life is so out of control right now, Clint, but one thing I know for certain is that I want this.”
As Clint gazed down at her face, so full of not only need, but also nervousness, he knew he had to go slow. This was about more than just a quick fuck. This was about showing the woman in front of him how much she really meant to him. That even after everything they had been through, he still wanted to be with her, and only her.
Placing a soft kiss on her lips, Clint rose and held out his hand to her. Silently, she took it and they made their way back to his bedroom. Shutting the door behind them, he stopped by the large king-sized bed and turned Lacey to face him. Cupping her cheeks in his hands, he closed the distance between their mouths, licking gently at her lips until she opened for him. God, he loved the way she tasted.
Groaning softly, he leaned back and slowly undid the buttons of her shirt. Sliding it off over her shoulders, he
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