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  “Yeah.”

  With a nod, I set the check on the table and then hop up on the island.

  Her eyes widen. “What are you doing?”

  Stepping off, I drop to my feet right in front of her, her gaze meeting mine as she takes in a harsh breath. “Walking around is too far. I wanted to be right here, right now.”

  Her voice is breathy as she whispers, “Lincoln—”

  “And how about now?” I ask, cutting her off. “How do you feel now?”

  Her lips press together. They’re so luscious, and all I want is to kiss them while I get lost in her brown gaze. But I have to know. Still in a whisper, she says, “I can’t stop thinking about you even when I try so hard. All I do is think of you, and I want you.”

  I grab the back of her neck and pull her to me, taking her mouth with mine.

  Because that is all I needed to hear.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Vera

  Oh…oh, sweet Lord.

  I press myself against Lincoln’s hard body and our arms tangle as we grasp for each other, needing each other, before I can wrap them around his neck. Our mouths move just as perfectly as they did the day before. I have never been kissed by someone like this. His kisses are demanding and rough; they’re honestly mind-blowing. I thread my fingers in his hair, and he runs his tongue with mine and slides his hands down my body. He takes the fabric of my dress in his hand, balling it up as he tries to pull me closer.

  He wants me.

  Just as bad as I want him.

  When he squeezes his arms around my waist, my dress goes up farther and my ass peeks out, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything but kissing this man. Tearing his mouth from mine, he brings his gaze to mine, and again I see that look. I don’t know what the look is since I’ve never experienced it a day in my life, but it gives me crazy butterflies in my gut.

  Butterflies, at thirty-one…

  Wow.

  His eyes are hooded, and such lust swirls in them as he moves his nose with mine, both of us catching our breath. Balling my dress up, he pulls it higher, his eyes never leaving mine as he grabs hold of my ass cheek. “Do you know how wild this ass makes me?”

  My lips quirk. “Seriously?”

  “Yes,” he practically groans, molding it in his palm. “I swear I stare at it every chance I get.”

  I’m fully smiling by now, lost in his gaze. “I will never look at rubber duckies the same.”

  His face breaks into a grin before he takes my mouth with his once more. My eyes fall shut as I feel him grow against me. He’s so long and thick, and my mouth is watering to get him between my lips. Sloppily, he kisses down my cheek, my jaw, before sucking and nibbling on my neck. His lips are torture, but his teeth are downright dangerous. I lengthen my neck for him, and he licks as he runs his teeth along my neck, squeezing my hips in his large hands. When he turns me in his arms, pressing his hands into my stomach, I gasp, letting my head fall back against his shoulder as our mouths meet once more. Teasing, demanding kisses that curl my toes in my pumps.

  Sliding his hand down my stomach, he gathers my dress before pulling it up over my hips and taking my pussy with his other hand. Still his mouth moves on mine, my moans becoming more demanding as he draws circles around my wanton lips. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your cunt,” he whispers, running his lips along my jaw. “It’s almost as gorgeous as you are.”

  Breathless, I lean into him. “I want your mouth on it.”

  “Oh, baby, that is a given, but I want to play.”

  “I can’t,” I groan, arching into his hand. “I want you now.”

  His chuckles against my neck. “I want to take my sweet time with you.”

  I groan loudly as he cups me, squeezing me softly as his other hand makes quick work of the buttons of my dress. Soon my bra is showing before he’s pulling it down off my shoulders, his lips replacing where the fabric was as I kick off my shoes. I pull at my dress before it falls to my feet. After yanking the cups down on my bra, he molds my breast and then kisses and licks my shoulders and neck. “So fucking gorgeous,” he mutters against my skin, and I can’t breathe.

  I’ve never been worshiped before, and I was married for ten years, but I feel like that is exactly what Lincoln is doing.

  He unclasps my bra, and I close my eyes, desire shaking my core. He kisses down my back, and my head falls back as a whimper leaves my lips.

  “Ah, this ass,” he says so rough, it makes me smile. Molding my ass, he kisses each cheek before running his mouth along them. “Do you always wear thongs?”

  I giggle. “I do.”

  “Ugh. I think I just came,” he says, and I laugh louder.

  “Well, recharge. We have a lot to do.”

  Nipping at my ass, he makes me jump. “You got that right.”

  He then turns me around, and my ass hits against the island as he trails kisses down my belly. I want to be self-conscious, I do, but I don’t feel that way under his gaze.

  I feel beautiful, wanted.

  As he pushes my thong down my legs, he kisses my thighs, running his tongue along the inside of them before taking my ass in his hands once more. When he glances up at me, I’m holding my breath.

  God, he looks good down there.

  His eyes are so bright, his lips swollen from our kisses, and I swear the freckles along his nose make me swoon. His hair is a mess, but damn it, I’ve never seen anyone so gorgeous. And I quiver from his touch when he kisses my lips, his eyes never leaving mine. Breathless, I hold the island as he moves his tongue along my lips. When he opens me up, his gaze cuts to my pussy, but it’s only for a second before his gaze is back on mine, and he’s found my clit. Coming off the island, I arch into his mouth as he devours me wholly. His fingers bite into my ass as he’s sucking me, and I swear my whole body is shaking against him.

  Letting my head fall back, I squeeze the edge of the island as his name falls from my lips, my knuckles for sure going white. Suddenly, he lifts my legs over his shoulders and raises me up, pushing me back on the island. My head hits the sprayer on the sink, but I’m so lost in my passion I don’t care at all. I just slide along as he continues to suck me into oblivion.

  When he presses his thumb to my opening, I cry out, feeling my orgasm coming. My legs are shaking, my body is burning, and when he slides two of his fingers inside me, his tongue flicking against my clit, I’m lost. He has the perfect rhythm, and I feel everything go tight before I explode.

  Arching off the island, I cry out as I jerk against his mouth. When he takes me by the hips, holding me down as he continues to suck me, my cries get louder, his name falling off my lips as I try to get away, but he doesn’t let me. He slides his tongue down my slit and then fucks me with it, and I can’t fight him.

  I feel like Jell-O.

  “Fuck, you taste good.”

  I can’t even comment. My heart is pounding, my body is shaking, and everything is a little blurry. “I think I came too hard.”

  I’m met with his laughter as I hear the tear of a condom. “I’m not done yet.”

  Breathless, I tease, “I was worried about that.”

  I whimper as I open my eyes. He’s naked, beautiful and stunningly naked.

  Good Lord. It’s like seeing him for the first time.

  Again his chuckles run down my spine before he takes me by my ankles, pulling me down the island to him. He enters me with a demanding thrust, and I squeeze him as I cry out, my fingers biting into his biceps. He’s so fucking big, but he fits me, and boy, does it feel fucking good. I meet his gaze as he pulls out of me ever so slowly before thrusting hard back inside me. His eyes are hooded, and sweat has gathered around his forehead. His eyes are like storm clouds, the kind that always come before a really bad tornado would hit back home.

  “Beautiful.”

  His lips quirk. “That’s what I was going to say.”

  My face breaks into a grin as he takes me by the arms, pulling me up before wrappi