Addy laughed. “June is super strict about some stuff. Good hot chocolate is one. So she bought me the Swiss cocoa powder, milk, cream, vanilla and taught me to make it from scratch.”

“I was going to say no, but now that you mentioned all that goes into it, I’m gonna have to try it.”

She nodded. “You’re going to like it. I have a guestroom down the hall. You can shower and there’s a robe in there if you wanna use it while I put our clothes in the wash.”

“Sounds good.”

After her shower, she put on her robe, made the hot chocolate and was happy June left her a fresh baked marble cake. Usually, Addy gave the cake to the security guys down at the lobby, but not this time.

She’d just put his clothes in the dryer when he came out of the guestroom. With the hot chocolate and cake on the coffee table by the fireplace, she sat on the carpet and watched him, sipping on her chocolate. The robe he wore was just a tad small, so she saw a good amount of his chest. There were scars, but she’d known they existed. Looking at them peeking through the neckline of the robe, she was glad they healed a lot better than when he’d been in the hospital.

His gaze caught hold of hers and she saw the insecurity in his eyes. She wasn’t sure how to let him know he was still a good-looking man even if he’d suffered those injuries. He joined her on the carpet, and the minute he sat, she leaned forward, grabbing his robe by the neck and making a move that was totally unlike her.

She kissed him. Excitement buzzed in her veins. How wonderful to feel his lips on hers again. His tongue fondling hers like old lovers reuniting. She moaned, moving to straddle his legs and wrap her arms around his neck. She scored her nails on the back of his head, sucking his tongue and wiggling on his lap at the feel of his erection pressing at her inner thigh.

He pulled back, kissing the corner of her mouth and lifted her to sit on the sofa behind them while he kneeled between her legs, his hands pulling her robe open and his gaze eating at her nakedness.

“I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you, Addilyn.”

She grinned and tugged on his robe. “I could say the same. This has to go.”

For a second, he seemed unsure but she shook her head and leaned forward, fingers pulling the material off him and leaving him bare to her gaze. “I was right,” she told him. “I could definitely say the same.”

A flicker of something showed in his eyes and then determination filled his gaze. “I want you.”

She licked her bottom lip and nodded. “I know. I want you, too.”

She splayed her hands over his tortured chest, her fingers caressing each scar they could reach, wishing she could make the hurt she knew he’d suffered with each disappear.

“Are you sure you want this now?” he asked, his voice low and rough. She could tell he was holding on to his control, but barely.

A sharp nod was her only reply. Then he was pressing her back into the white cushions and pulling her hips forward, her legs wide open for his view. The way he stared at her body, so possessive, sent shivers down her back.

She took large gulps of breath, her muscles tight. Her nails dug into the arm rests she held on to at her sides. He smoothed his hands over her inner thighs and she forgot to breathe. 

“This is beauty in its most natural form.” He ghosted a caress over her pussy. She gasped, her body begging for more of his touch. “I have to have you.”

Her pussy throbbed with need. She’d never been to the point her body was so ready to give in to any man. Ever. 

He leaned down and rubbed his nose over her clit. Electricity shot down from her nipples to her pussy. She groaned and pushed her hips closer to his face. She forgot all about modesty. All about this being a first time with him. All that mattered was him and her. Here and now. Taking the one thing her body and mind had craved for so long: Him.

“You’re so sleek and wet.”

“Oh god!” she moaned.

The feel of his tongue on her flesh was like a cool wave on a hot day. Instant fire scorched her insides. She loved the long licks he did going from her ass up to her clit. Then, to make her even crazier, he flicked his tongue over the tiny nerve bundle in quick swipes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she gripped the sofa’s cushions, nails digging into the smooth buttery leather.

He lifted his head and winked at her as he licked his lips. “That’s it, beautiful. Show me the wild side of you.”

Jesus. She might not make it out of there alive.

Nick’s head dropped between her legs again. It was the most amazing thing she’d felt in her life. His tongue danced over her clit, down to her entrance and even lower to her ass. Then he did it again. She gripped the leather harder.

A ball of fire burned bright in her pussy. She gasped at the quick tightening of her muscles. The orgasm caught her completely by surprise. His licks and sucks on her pussy turned faster, harsher. 

Tension snapped inside her. She pressed her head back against the sofa cushion and let her body lose control. She screamed. The burning call for him rushed up her throat and left her lips at the same time a wave of bliss blasted her. 

Nick glanced up from between her legs. A sexy smile flirted over his lips. “I knew you’d taste good. Like fucking peaches.”

Addy slid down the sofa and kissed him, pushing him onto his back in front of the fireplace. Desire was too great to stop now. Nick was all she needed.

Getting him out of the robe had been quick. “You have an amazing body,” she said. “So strong. So tight.” Spreading her hands over his smooth muscled skin, she leaned down and kissed the first of many scars. Then the next and the one after. That’s what she wanted to touch. Skin. She wanted to show him through her touch that he was just as perfect as he’d been before his injuries. Before all those operations. Before he’d lost his bellybutton.

She watched him inhale sharply and stopped. Their gazes met and a world of communication happened. She knew what he was watching her for.