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Shea said, wondering how he had heard her through his door. “I was just thirsty and came in here for a glass of water.”
    “Here, let me help you.”
    Ian unfolded his arms and crossed the kitchen to where she stood. She would have stepped back if the counter hadn’t already been digging into her back. His body was a hair’s breath away from hers, making her skin tingle. It suddenly hit her that she was wearing nothing but one of their shirts, and goose bumps traveled up her legs where his pants caressed her. He stared into her eyes, and for a brief second, she thought he would kiss her. Would he kiss as gently as Gray? Instead, never wavering his stare, he reached over her head to open the cabinet. Within seconds, he was holding a glass in front of her, a small smile on his face in the cute way that one side was slightly higher.
    “Thank you,” Shea said softly.
    She took the glass from him but didn’t move. He was still standing close enough that she felt the heat off of his chest, making her involuntarily bring her gaze down. She had always thought her description of these scenes in her books were accurate, but the desire to touch him was so strong, she realized that she would have to rethink her adjectives.
    Ian brought his hand up and slid his fingers along her chin until his palm cradled her cheek. She had yet to lift her eyes from his chest, but had to close them at the intimacy he was creating. In the silence, all she heard was their breathing, mixed together as one. Her senses were heightened, and the warmth from his hand seemed to travel throughout her body. She was afraid to move, not wanting him to break contact, but knowing that it would be for the best.
    “Look at me,” Ian murmured.
    Nothing could have stopped her from following his command. Her lashes slowly lifted from her cheeks, and she found herself looking into smoldering brown eyes that seemed to see through to her soul. There was no question in them like she would have thought, but instead a determination that made her blood boil. Her lips parted on their own, even while knowing it was a mistake. She wanted him to kiss her.
    Ever so slowly, he lowered his head, never breaking eye contact. When he was centimeters away, she felt his hot breath mingle with hers, and it made her wonder what it would be like if he kissed her pussy. Would he lick slowly and tease her, or would he give her what she wanted immediately? She felt wetness leak out of her entrance and onto her panties. Not knowing why he wouldn’t just kiss her and too impatient to wait any longer, Shea raised up on her tiptoes and closed the remaining distance.
    The warmth and passion that encompassed them when their lips touched stole her ability to think. Every nerve in her body seemed to awaken, as if they had been asleep forever and finally decided to come to life. Heat blossomed in her core, and her pussy wept, juices now flowing freely. The throbbing within intensified.
    His hands spanned Shea’s waist, and he lifted her up to set her on the counter. Her legs immediately opened to let him slide in between and press against her, causing her panties to slide against her clit. The dampness against her folds reminded her what she was missing. She wanted his cock to fill her. Wanting more pressure against her clitoris, she rotated her hips so that the huge bulge protruding from his silk pajama pants hit that engorged nerve just right. His dick seemed massive as it covered her entire mound. It was thick and long, and suddenly she couldn’t wait to see if what she was feeling was real.
    His moist tongue slipped into her mouth, caressing her inner most recesses. The exchange made her stomach flip, and she tightened her hold on his shoulders. His skin was hot to the touch. She ran her hands down his arms and then back up again, loving the feel of him. She hadn’t realized how much she missed the intimacy of being with someone physically, but knew that what he stirred in her was much