My lips left her mouth, traveling across her jaw, down her throat; her salty skin was heaven. Her chest was noticeably rising faster when I reached it, and her fingers clenched in my hair. Pushing up her shirt, I found her breast, then lightly ran my tongue over the sensitive peak. A louder moan left her lips, and she pulled down on my head wanting more. My breath picked up as desire pounded through me. This woman before me was a goddess, and I wanted to explore all of her.

After removing her shirt, I enclosed her nipple in my mouth, stroking, swirling, then I moved on to the other one. Once she was squirming beneath me, I moved my mouth down her abdomen. “Oh God,” left her lips, and I smiled. I hadn’t even gotten to the good part yet. How much she wanted me made me ache, and I was straining against my boxers, eager to be one with her. Soon.

When I got to her pants, I slipped them and her underwear down her hips, then off her legs. She was truly restless now, wanting so much more from me. I gently ran my hands down her legs, calming her, then I leaned forward, and ran my tongue up her core. “Oh…God…Kellan…” That was much louder than before—she was awake in every sense of the word now.

She pulled my head, wanting my mouth back on her, and I went eagerly. A groan left me as I tasted her desire for me. She was so ready, panting in an escalating rhythm that I knew meant she was close. I pulled back, and she clutched my shoulder, hard. Her gaze snapped down to mine, and our eyes locked in the darkness. Hers were nearly wild with desire, and I had to imagine mine looked the same.

“I want you so much, Kiera.” Every. Single. Day.

“Take me,” she breathed, opening her arms in a welcoming gesture.

I tore off my boxers, then worked my way back up her chest to her lips. Once we were flush together, I pressed inside her. A groan escaped me when I did. I’d never realized how incredible skin-to-skin contact was until Kiera, and I didn’t think I could go back to condoms now. Not that I ever wanted to—this was the woman I was going to make love to for the rest of my life. Hopefully.

Her arms wrapped around me as we moved together, drawing me in, drawing me closer. Kiera had a way of making sex so much more intimate than it had ever been before. It was like our souls were connecting, not our bodies. “Oh God, Kellan, you feel…so…” Her voice trailed off as emotion overtook her.

“God, Kiera…I love you…” The words escaped me unconsciously. They did almost every time we made love.