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of him and it gives me a moment to forget my worries. He shuts the door and throws his keys on the side table. I see he did not get a room with two doubles as I had hoped.
    Caine slowly slides me down, his body making me hyperaware of each and every muscle writhing under me. He stops for a moment when I'm on my toes and level with his eyes. He gazes into me, gently lowering me further to the ground, but not releasing me from his embrace. His eyes stare into mine, causing my breath to catch in my throat, and I bite my lower lip in anticipation.
    Taking every ounce of self-control I say, "I'm going to use the restroom real quick."
    He begins to loosen his hold, and taking a deep breath through his nostrils and then exhaling, he says, "Okay. But don't be too long." He winks as I walk in and close the door behind me. My hand lingers on the doorframe for an extra moment so I can come to terms with the situation. Shaking my head at the position I’ve put myself in, I turn to look at the person in the mirror, bracing my hands on either side of the sink. Do I recognize my own reflection? Am I being true to myself? People have one-night stands all the time, right? So, why can't I? Just because something happened to me, doesn't mean I can't do this. I need this. I need to rid myself of the constant fear that threatens to lock me in those horrible moments of long ago. I'm tired of it controlling my life. I have one hot stud muffin waiting for me on the other side of that door, and he doesn't make me feel uncomfortable. He makes me feel safe for some reason. Opportunity is knocking. Shutting out the sensible thoughts from my head, I freshen up. Taking one last look at myself, I feel certain I can do this. I slowly open the door and take my time leaving the bathroom.
    "Come here," he says as I step out. His voice isn't authoritative but direct. He pulls me away from my thoughts and comforts me with his words and presence. His stare leaves me vulnerable but accepted. My chest tightens as I begin to approach him. The look in his eyes is scary, almost as if he wants to devour me. This entire experience is new to me. My breath quickens as I tilt my head back, offering myself to him with glazed eyes. His stare is breaking down the barriers I’ve set up in my mind, allowing me to feel and anticipate what is about to happen. I thought it would take a lot more to get past the obstacles I put in place. I don’t understand how can he make me feel this safe and secure when I’ve only just met him. How can I feel this way, when I learned so long ago not to trust guys?
    "I wasn't too long, was I?" I tease.
    "Oh, yes. Any loss of you in my arms is too long," he says breathily, leaning in to crush my lips with his. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close to his body. I land with my hands on his upper arms to regain my balance. His soft lips tease mine until his tongue gently runs along my bottom lip causing me to moan. Oh God! His tongue enters, controlling the moment, exploring every inch of my mouth and I begin to feel a tightening in my belly. His arms begin to unravel around me so his hands can begin exploring. His kiss deepens, creating a feast of its own. My hands begin to travel, memorizing every detail they uncover.
    Caine walks backwards, pulling me with him until his legs hit the edge of the bed. I am so hungry for his touch. Our kiss has turned from passionate to desperate. He turns me around so that I am sitting on the edge of the bed. Kneeling in front of me, he begins trailing down the long zipper of my boot to free my foot. He repeats the same with the other leg. I believe I am suffering from a case of lost sanity. Is there a medication for this? Caine runs his eyes and fingers up my legs, resting his hands on my thighs, just inches away from my folds. I begin to breathe faster and a shiver runs through my body. Caine looks up and smirks, knowing the effect he has on me. He raises himself slowly and pulls me to stand with