Finding You (Finding You Series Book 1) by Amanda Mackey Page B

pulled him in closer, feeling his masculinity. His hands clasped my head as I took control and initiated a kiss. Our lips moved tenderly. I longed for the mouth of this godly creature more than I’d ever longed for any man’s before and I sensed he felt the same way. His tongue traced my bottom lip as he gently probed my mouth open. I let him in, tasting the coffee on him. I felt giddy, angling my head different ways to deepen the kiss. He groaned into my mouth, both hands holding my head firmly in place. We stayed in that blissful place for ages, not moving to the next step but just enjoying each other’s mouths.
    Kyle eventually pulled away, resting his forehead on mine. “I don’t normally act quite this hastily with a woman,” he said huskily. “But I’m drawn to you in a way that I can’t explain. I’ve never felt this way before. Please tell me to stop if you want to. I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with. We can slow this down.”
    I put my finger over his mouth to silence him and he proceeded to take it in his mouth and suck on it like a baby sucking on a bottle. His eyes were tightly closed as he concentrated immensely on the act, sending electric pulses of desire to my groin.
    Is this what it felt like to be pleasured by a man? Slow, erotic gestures as if we had all the time in the world? He’d only kissed me and was now laving my finger with his tongue. Holy hell it was hot! If he didn’t stop, I was going to fall into the forbidden zone and give myself to this man, which would be insane, considering I’d only known him for two days.
    I watched him slowly pull my finger from his swollen lips, his hooded eyes nearly causing me to lose it. I ran my thumb over his bottom lip. “You’re so gentle.”
    “You deserve gentle. You deserve to be adored.”
    The whimper that escaped my mouth sounded alien. He was pressing all the right buttons, enveloping me with his warmth.
    We sat for another few minutes, lightly feathering each other’s faces before he planted a ‘barely there’ kiss on my lips and then he stood. “I really should go. It’s getting late.”
    I stood too, looking at the emotion in his eyes. “Are you sure?”
    “No, but it’s the right thing to do. I don’t want to overwhelm you. Let’s just move slowly.”
    Where had this well-mannered man come from? He could have easily initiated the kiss to go further but he’d honored my wishes and to me that was commendable. It made me eager to see him again.
    He walked to the door and I had to remind him about his clothes. “Are you forgetting something?” My left eyebrow rose.
    He turned and pulled me into his arms, laying a kiss on me that heated my blood. “There. Now I haven’t.”
    I looked at his robe, running my eyes down the length of his body and then back up. He looked down, suddenly laughing fully. “Oh! I see what you mean. I was so comfortable I didn’t realize I was still in the robe.”
    He walked into the bathroom and returned a couple of minutes later, fully dressed in his damp clothes.
    He kissed my forehead and whispered, “See you tomorrow, beautiful girl.” And then he was out the door and away as if he had only been a figment of my imagination.
    Locking the door, I dropped my robe onto the end of the bed and snuggled under the covers, happy beyond words.
    My slumber was sound and undisturbed, filled with pleasurable thoughts. Tonight the nightmares stayed hidden.
     
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    Upon waking, a goofy smile morphed onto my face. Memories of last night washed over me, lighting me up from within. I bit my bottom lip. I could still feel his coffee-flavored tongue inflaming my mouth. I couldn’t stop the sigh as I sailed out of bed and out onto the balcony to bask in the glory of morning.
    Something on the outdoor table caught my eye.
    There, in all its glory was a native wildflower, handpicked from the garden outside with a note attached to it.
    Focusing properly, I picked it up and began to