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joined them together in one of his, and pinned them above my head. His other hand went straight to my breast.
    “I’ve been wanting to hold these since I saw them earlier,” he murmured.
    My breath came too fast. My chest rose and fell as his fingers squeezed. I tried to pull my hands down, but he wouldn’t let me. I liked that he was in control, but at the same time, I didn’t know him. How could I trust that I was safe?
    “What are you waiting for, then?” I asked, pushing the thought away.
    He grinned, released my arms, and yanked my top over my head. Taking inspiration from him, I reached for his T-shirt, but he pushed my hands away.
    “It’s my turn to pleasure you first.” He unclipped my bra and pulled it off.
    My head fell back against the door as he lowered his face and sucked my nipple into his mouth. A gasp escaped me as his tongue swirled around and flicked over the end of it.
    “I think someone likes that,” he purred against me.
    I giggled as he massaged my other breast. It had been a while since I had given myself over to a man. My eyes fluttered open. The light was dim in the small kitchen. The stranger had pinned me against the kitchen door, and I was enjoying it a bit too much.
    “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
    Nathan’s hand squeezed my breast hard before he moved up my chest. Still sucking my nipple, he rested his palm against my throat before moving over my jaw and covering my mouth. He released my nipple after he flicked his tongue over it and licked across to the other one.
    He didn’t want me to speak. The sizzle that flew through me as he stood straight and pressed his body against mine made me moan. He buried his hand into my hair. Tugging, he pulled my head back almost as far as it could go. His breath washed over me as he bent forward.
    His tongue traced the edge of my ear…down, down, towards my jaw. I wiggled, trying to get free of his arms so that I could at least touch him. He pushed harder, trapping me between the door and his body as his teeth nibbled the bottom of my chin. His mouth travelled lower as his hand landed on my stomach, before diving straight down into my trousers. My stomach flipped in excitement. I tried to breathe as his parted fingers ran over my pelvic bone, through the short hair there, and grazed my clitoris before his fingers plunged into me.
    I shuddered against him as he circled his fingers inside me. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open. He had me pinned at the top and pinned down below. I was helpless. And incredibly turned on.
    “I want to touch you,” I whispered.
    His dark blue eyes opened as a slow smile spread over his lips. As quickly as he had me pinned, he let me go. I almost fell to the floor, but he caught me with his hands under my armpits. I cringed, suddenly aware that I hadn’t shaved in a few days. He didn’t seem to notice as he released me and undid the button and zip on his jeans.
    “Go on, then.” He whispered, his words shaky.
    I bit my lip as I looked up at him. His intense gaze was masked by his hooded eyelids. It was almost as if he couldn’t quite look at me. He had turned from a charmer into something quite different. Cocky with a touch of shyness.
    My body still craved him. His heavy breathing resounded around the kitchen, enticing me to disregard my doubts.
    “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked suddenly.
    My hesitation obviously showed on my face. He reached up and stroked my cheek, his thumb pressing very gently on my jaw.
    “Yes. I want to do this.”
    I cupped his hand against my face before I released him and pushed him back a step. I was about to sink to my knees. Instead, I started to walk. My hand rested on his chest as he stepped backwards across the kitchen until he bumped against the work surface. Taking hold of his elbows, I ran my hands down his forearms until our hands met. I placed his fingers around the worktop edge so he had something to hold onto. I planned to make his