This was impulsive as hell. Inviting Shane to her hotel room wasn’t the plan at the start of the night.
Or maybe it was.
Either way his lips were fire on hers as she pulled him through her open door. Tonight, Nicole wasn’t weighing consequences. Tonight, she was accepting the bounty that was before her.
“Nicole.”
The husky way her name rolled from his lips curled her toes.
“Yes, Shane.” She kicked the heels she’d worn for too long into the corner, without stepping out his arms.
His fingers slid down her back, his breath halting. “You are gorgeous.”
Gorgeous.
Caleb had never called her gorgeous. Never complimented her after they eloped.
Breathless, Nicole slipped her hand under his shirt. “You are gorgeous too.” Her hand froze. That was not the compliment she should have given. Handsome. Sultry. Manly.
“No one has ever called me gorgeous before. My ego may never recover.” His mouth hovered over her lips.
So close, but he didn’t close the distance.
You’re in charge.
The words were unstated but Nicole's body relaxed as she captured his mouth.
It took milliseconds for her to lift the shirt from him. Seconds that felt like hours, days, when she was missing his kisses. Her hands were at the top of his jeans, desperate to strip him—to give her mind the knowledge her dreams had sought for months.
“Nicole.” Shane’s lips skimmed the top of her shoulder as he wrapped his fingers through hers. “Turn.” Lifting his hands he twirled her, pulling her closer to him. “I have had far too many thoughts about this zipper.”
He slid it down and she held her breath. Soon he’d see the tattoo.
“Angel wings.” His lips brushed her shoulder. “Fitting.”
She wasn’t sure about that but at the time she’d needed them. A reminder that she had been reborn. Crafted her own wings.
The dress was skintight and as it dropped to the floor all she had on was a black thong.
“Gorgeous.” Shane’s large hand trailed along her back, his mouth following the same lazy path.
“You already said that.” Nicole sighed as he spun her to face him again.
“That.” Kiss on the cheek. “Is.” Kiss on the other. “Because.” Lips. “You.” Lips sweeping down her throat. “Are.” His mouth covered a hard nipple. “Gorgeous.”
Shane’s hand trailed up her backside as they moved towards the bed. He carefully guided her back, then knelt and pulled the thong down her thighs, exposing her fully.
“Shane.” She breathed the word as his tongue swept along her inner thigh until he was right where her body craved him most.
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