Page 61 of Most Likely to Fear Love

Then I was suddenly hyper-aware of my barely-there nightgown and the way Harle’s eyes roamed over me. The kitchen felt too small, too warm, and I couldn’t quite catch my breath.

Harle stepped closer, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind my ear. The touch was gentle, but it sent a shiver down my spine.

“You’re tense. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, darlin’.”

I swallowed hard. Honestly, I had no fucking clue what was wrong with me. I was just a basket case, it seems. It wasn’t like I was a virgin. All I could do was shrug in reply.

His fingers trailed down my arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “We can take it slow. There’s no rush.”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak, so I took a step closer, hoping he understood without me having to explain myself. Without a word, he slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. He slowly lowered his head, brushing his lips lightly against mine.

“Tell me what you want, Cassidy,” he whispered, his breath hot against my lips.

I closed my eyes, trying to steady myself. “I... I want this. I do. I’m just nervous.”

Harle’s hands slid lower, cupping my ass and pulling me flush against his erection. His hands on me, his hard cock pressed against me - it was overwhelming in the best way. He held me close, his lips hovering just above mine.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured again.

I swallowed hard, trying to find my voice. “I want... I want you to kiss me. Really kiss me.”

A slow smile spread across his face, and then his lips were on mine, hot and demanding. I melted into him, my arms wrapping around his neck as he deepened the kiss. His tongue swept into my mouth, tasting, exploring, and I couldn’t hold back a soft moan.

Harle’s hands roamed over my body, the thin fabric of the nightgown doing little to dull the sensation. Every touch sentsparks of electricity through me, and I pressed closer, craving more.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips along my jaw and down my neck. I tilted my head, giving him better access, and gasped when he found a particularly sensitive spot.

“God, Cassidy,” he breathed against my skin. “You’re so beautiful.”

His words sent a shiver through me, and I tugged at his shirt, suddenly desperate to feel his skin against mine. He pulled back just enough to yank his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. I ran my hands over his chest, marveling at the hard muscles.

He reached for the hem of my nightgown, his fingers playing with the delicate lace. “Can I?” he asked, his eyes searching mine.

I nodded, my heart racing as he slowly lifted the garment. I raised my arms, allowing him to pull it off completely, leaving me bare before him.

Harle’s eyes roamed over me. His gaze was hungry, appreciative, and it sent a thrill through me despite my nerves.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” His voice was low and husky.

Before I could respond, his lips were on mine again, more urgent this time. His hands explored my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I gasped into his mouth as his thumbs brushed over my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down my neck and across my collarbone. I tangled my fingers in his hair, holding him close as he lavished attention on my breasts. The sensation of his mouth on me was almost too much, and I couldn’t hold back a moan.

“Harle,” I whispered, my voice breathy and desperate.

He looked up at me, his eyes dark with desire. “What do you need, darlin’?”

I tugged at his belt, suddenly impatient. “Too many clothes,” I managed to say.

“Let’s fix that.”

He stepped back just enough to undo his belt and shuck off his jeans and boxers in one smooth motion. I couldn’t help but stare, taking in every inch of him. He was magnificent, all hard muscle and tanned skin.

Harle pulled me close again, and I gasped at the feeling of skin on skin. His cock pressed against my stomach, hot and hard, and I felt a rush of wetness between my thighs.

“Bedroom?” he murmured against my ear, his hands cupping my ass.

I nodded and he scooped me up in his arms, carrying me down the hall to his bedroom.

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