Page 31 of Believing in You

But damn the man could kiss.

When he released her hands, needing both of his to hold her, Nyla wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened the connection. The weight of his body on top of hers felt so good, and with the heat pouring from his body to hers, she was sure she could stay like that forever.

Between last night and today, something had definitely shifted between them, and Nyla wanted him even more than she’d wanted him last night. If his potent kiss was any indication, he wanted her too.

Kids’ laughter and screaming in the distance met her ears and, apparently, Harrison’s too. He slowly ended the kiss and lifted his head. He gazed into her eyes, and without his glasses, she could make out every emotion—joy, excitement, and even vulnerability. More than anything, though, she saw desire.

“I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life,” he said, and Nyla could feel the deep rumble of his voice to the depths of her soul.

“Then take me,” she whispered.

Chapter Sixteen

“Too many damn clothes,” Harrison mumbled and was surprised when Nyla bit out a laugh.

He hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but it was true. They were in his mudroom, rushing to get out of their outerwear. He finished first, and the moment Nyla took off her boots, Harrison scooped her up into his arms. That made her giggle like a schoolgirl.

“You’re incredibly strong,” she said, nibbling on his neck and sending heat rushing through his body like a hot soldering iron touching metal.

He was barely staying in control as it was, and the feel of her mouth on his skin had him stumbling on the stairs.

“If you keep that up, we might not make it to the bedroom,” he said, but a few seconds later, he made it to the top of the landing.

He wasted no time getting her into the bedroom and setting her on the bed. Her butt had barely touched the mattress before he was on her, kissing her like a starving man needing food.

It had been a long time since he’d been with a woman, and his brain told him to slow it down. Yet the rest of his body screamed,Hurry the hell up!But after a few more minutesof feasting on Nyla’s mouth, he decided to listen to his brain. No way would he rush their first time together. He intended to cherisheverymoment of getting to knoweveryinch of her luscious body.

When Harrison eased his mouth from hers, Nyla whimpered and looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “If you even think about…” Her words trailed off when he leaped up and removed his sweater and T-shirt, tossing them to the floor. Next went his jeans and socks, leaving him in only a pair of black boxer briefs.

“You were saying?”

“I—I…” she stuttered, and her gaze did a slow crawl down his body and then lingered on his shaft that pushed painfully against his briefs. “Wow,”she whispered.“Umm, I was saying that I have on way too many clothes.”

Harrison grew even harder as she continued her perusal of him while she began stripping out of the sweats that he had given her. They practically swallowed her whole, but when he saw what was hidden under the clothing, his breath stalled in his throat.

Perfection. The woman’s curvy body was absolute perfection, and it was clear that she was comfortable in her skin. She wasted no time tossing the satiny white bra and matching panties to the floor.

Mercy.

Flawless full breasts, that were more than a handful, snagged his attention and had him licking his lips. Then his gaze went lower to her narrow waist that flared into hips that he couldn’t wait to hold on to.

And then there was the little patch of…

Nyla cleared her throat, and his gaze shot to her eyes that held so much mischief.

“Any day now, Mr. Grumpy.”

Harrison snorted at the name and slid his briefs down his legs. When he looked up, Nyla was at the edge of the bed, and she reached for him.

She wrapped her hand around his erection and began sliding it up and down his length rhythmically, and he groaned. He loved the way she stroked and fondled him, but when her thumb brushed across the tip of his dick, he almost lost it.

His hand shot out to grab the headboard, and his eyes slammed as a surge of pleasure charged through his body. Yeah, going slow was out of the question.

“Nyla. Baby,” he said through gritted teeth and covered her hand with his. “That feels too damn good, and I’m close to losing control.”

“Maybe I want you to lose control,” she said, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Vixen,” he said as he eased out of her grip before he embarrassed himself. He gave her a quick kiss, then yanked open his nightstand to pull out a couple of condoms. He tossed them aside before joining her on the bed.

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