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heal, which made me wonder if following through with her request was the right thing to do. Alyssa, on the other hand, didn’t have the same doubt. “I want it to be you ... only you.”

The second the words slipped from her mouth every ounce of resistance I had left in me vanished, leaving me completely helpless to fight the urge to have her. I reached up, slipped my hand around the back of her neck, and pulled her close as I pressed my mouth against hers. Her lips were warm and soft, and each swirl of her tongue made the blood rush straight to my cock. I knew I needed to take it slow. After what she’d been through, the last thing I wanted was to scare her or push her, but it wasn’t going to be easy.

I hadn’t wanted to admit it, not to myself or anyone else, but Alyssa got to me in a way that no woman ever had—maybe it was the fact that she was so incredibly beautiful or maybe it was simply the way she made me feel whenever I was with her. I’d intended to keep things simple, but the second her lips met mine, I knew everything between us was going to change, yet it didn’t stop me from lowering my mouth to her ear. “I want to erase all those bad memories…every damn one of them.”

I ran my lips leisurely from the curve of her jaw down to her shoulder as she rasped, “Yes.”

She felt so damn good in my arms. I continued trailing kisses past her collarbone as her arms reached for me, pulling me towards her as I lowered my mouth to her breast. Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as I raked my tongue against her nipple. Her head fell back, leaving no doubt that she liked having my mouth on her. With her eyes closed, she mumbled, “You have no idea how good that feels.”

Goosebumps prickled across her skin as my fingers worked their way across her abdomen, through the waistband of her sleep pants. A small whimper escaped her throat as my fingers trailed further down between her legs; she was just as turned on as I was. But when I grazed across Alyssa’s center and her entire body tensed, I knew then that I was taking things too fast. Hoping to assure her, I lowered my mouth to her ear as I whispered, “I’d never hurt you.”

“I know. I’m okay.”

“You can trust me ... Let me make you feel good.”

I kissed her, long and hard, taking pleasure from the sounds of all her little whimpers and moans. When I felt her body start to relax, I slid my fingertips inside her and had just begun to stroke her when she moaned, “Oh god, Beckett.”

I could feel my need for her building, burning deep inside my gut. Fuck, it was more than I could take. I wanted to be inside her, but first I needed to make sure she was ready for me. I sat up and reached for the waistband of her pink satin panties. Her eyes widened, not with fear but anticipation, as I started to ease them down her long slender legs. That spark of anticipation quickly faded as I settled back on the bed with my head between her legs. “Wait ... What are you—”

“You gotta trust me, Alyssa.”

She nodded, then silently watched as I slid my hands under her ass and pulled her towards me. A light hiss slipped through her teeth and her head fell back when I started to kiss along her inner thigh. Alyssa’s fingers dug into the sheets and her back arched off of the bed as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her sensitive flesh. “Yes!”

Her eyes clamped shut as I continued to nip and suck, teasing her clit with my mouth. It wasn’t long before her legs started to tremble. I realized then that she was letting go, giving in to the moment and even relishing in it. I increased the pressure, and her breath quickened. I knew she was getting close when she started to writhe and gasp for air. The feeling was foreign to her and she tried to resist, but no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn’t stop the inevitable torment of her building orgasm. “That’s it, baby. Come for me.”

Seconds later, her head fell back as her entire body jolted with her release.