with the guys in Hyper one night, and I caught a whiff of that exact same scent. So fresh and sweet… just like heaven. And it took me right back to what was truly the happiest moment of my life.” He softly kissed my lips, then murmured up against them. “It was you. You had just walked by me. You smell like Hawaii.”
“How long ago was that?” I whispered .
“A couple months ago.”
“That’s…”
“C razy?”
“Well, a little,” I laughed quietly, “but it’s kinda awesome, too.”
Kian smiled wryly down at my awe-struck expression.
“I could always tell when you were close. I could smell your sweet , fresh scent. I swear, I could follow you through a room blindfolded.” He buried his face into my neck again, breathing me in and pulling all my emotion to the surface. “All the smells of the club – the smoke and the sweat and the booze – but I could pick up on your scent the minute you came through the door.”
“I’m not sure what to say,” I mumbled. “I’m kinda speechless. A couple of months? That was when I first got here.”
“Yeah, I think it was. You always looked so sad, and it was like I had to take care of you. I looked for you, knew the minute you came and watched over you when you left.”
“Sage actually kinda mentioned something about that, but I didn’t realize it went back that far. She said the guys gave you all kinds of shit for it, though.”
A deep, soft chuckle resounded in his chest. “They did. Fucking Jeff. I’m glad I did, though. Because one night, I followed you outside to make sure you were okay, and I saw that fucker hit you. I went ballistic.”
“I vaguely remember that. I was pretty out of it, but I remember hearing your voice.” Suddenly, a small giggle escaped my lips.
“What?” Kian asked.
“You told him to pretend you were a girl.”
He laughed softly. “Nice that you could remember that part.” He softly kissed my lips. “Honestly, when I looked at him, I saw my stepdad. So, see?” he murmured against my brow. “You’re not the only one who’s got a few screws loose.”
I let loose of another soft giggle. “You’re kinda like my stalker.”
He averted his gaze with a light groan.
“But, Kian?” I said, using my hands to bring his eyes back to me, to face me, “I kinda like that.”
I lifted my lips to his, using his heavy frame to pull myself up against him. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, languidly tightening his arms around me. His lips trailed down my throat, and he nipped gently at my collarbone. I gasped at the hint of pain, and my nails dug into his shoulders.
“Fuck, I only had one condom,” he whispered against my skin before lifting his head to capture my gaze. “And I really want to fuck you again.”
Every system in my body froze at the directness of his words. My breathing completely halted. My heart stopped beating. My mind went completely blank.
“I’ll have to improvise,” he said, and lowered his lips back to my neck, trailing them all over my body. Teasing my breasts as he sucked and lightly bit my sensitive, heated flesh. His kisses rained down my abdomen, pausing just above my smooth sex. The burn deep in my pelvis began to grow, to ache. His fingertips breached my wet center, massaging me deeply while he rained biting kisses along my inner thighs, building the need inside me.
I nearly exploded when his lips closed over my clit. His arms slid under my legs, urging them up over his shoulders, while his hands curled around my thighs to force them farther apart. Spread wide open before him, for him to lave and savor. To sweep his tongue deeply inside as my body began to shake.
“Kian,” I moaned. “Oh my God.”
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured against my heated, drenched pussy. “You’re almost there.”
His hot words against my swollen clit prodded me over the cusp, and I shattered with a sharp cry under the ministrations of his lips.
In a rush, he covered me again, and my hands
“How long ago was that?” I whispered .
“A couple months ago.”
“That’s…”
“C razy?”
“Well, a little,” I laughed quietly, “but it’s kinda awesome, too.”
Kian smiled wryly down at my awe-struck expression.
“I could always tell when you were close. I could smell your sweet , fresh scent. I swear, I could follow you through a room blindfolded.” He buried his face into my neck again, breathing me in and pulling all my emotion to the surface. “All the smells of the club – the smoke and the sweat and the booze – but I could pick up on your scent the minute you came through the door.”
“I’m not sure what to say,” I mumbled. “I’m kinda speechless. A couple of months? That was when I first got here.”
“Yeah, I think it was. You always looked so sad, and it was like I had to take care of you. I looked for you, knew the minute you came and watched over you when you left.”
“Sage actually kinda mentioned something about that, but I didn’t realize it went back that far. She said the guys gave you all kinds of shit for it, though.”
A deep, soft chuckle resounded in his chest. “They did. Fucking Jeff. I’m glad I did, though. Because one night, I followed you outside to make sure you were okay, and I saw that fucker hit you. I went ballistic.”
“I vaguely remember that. I was pretty out of it, but I remember hearing your voice.” Suddenly, a small giggle escaped my lips.
“What?” Kian asked.
“You told him to pretend you were a girl.”
He laughed softly. “Nice that you could remember that part.” He softly kissed my lips. “Honestly, when I looked at him, I saw my stepdad. So, see?” he murmured against my brow. “You’re not the only one who’s got a few screws loose.”
I let loose of another soft giggle. “You’re kinda like my stalker.”
He averted his gaze with a light groan.
“But, Kian?” I said, using my hands to bring his eyes back to me, to face me, “I kinda like that.”
I lifted my lips to his, using his heavy frame to pull myself up against him. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, languidly tightening his arms around me. His lips trailed down my throat, and he nipped gently at my collarbone. I gasped at the hint of pain, and my nails dug into his shoulders.
“Fuck, I only had one condom,” he whispered against my skin before lifting his head to capture my gaze. “And I really want to fuck you again.”
Every system in my body froze at the directness of his words. My breathing completely halted. My heart stopped beating. My mind went completely blank.
“I’ll have to improvise,” he said, and lowered his lips back to my neck, trailing them all over my body. Teasing my breasts as he sucked and lightly bit my sensitive, heated flesh. His kisses rained down my abdomen, pausing just above my smooth sex. The burn deep in my pelvis began to grow, to ache. His fingertips breached my wet center, massaging me deeply while he rained biting kisses along my inner thighs, building the need inside me.
I nearly exploded when his lips closed over my clit. His arms slid under my legs, urging them up over his shoulders, while his hands curled around my thighs to force them farther apart. Spread wide open before him, for him to lave and savor. To sweep his tongue deeply inside as my body began to shake.
“Kian,” I moaned. “Oh my God.”
“That’s it, baby,” he murmured against my heated, drenched pussy. “You’re almost there.”
His hot words against my swollen clit prodded me over the cusp, and I shattered with a sharp cry under the ministrations of his lips.
In a rush, he covered me again, and my hands
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