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every little button that came undone under my fingers. One by one, I worked

down his torso. Feeling how Aaron’s chest swayed up and down, his breath

coming in and out heavily. When I was done, I shed him of his shirt,

discarding it to the floor.

If I had thought his chest was flawless the day I had seen it for the first

time, now—with everything else, with every powerful emotion humming

under my skin—it was simply heavenly. My palms landed on the taut skin,

and I was catapulted straight into heaven.

My fingertips memorized every mount and valley, every inch of skin that

seemed to have been sculpted in stone. Tight, smooth, glorious.

All of him for me.

Grazing my nails down his chest, I reached his stomach. Aaron shivered

under my touch. Not satisfied, I slid my fingers further down, following the

thin line of dark hair. Enthralled, my gaze devoured every one of my

motions. God, there wasn’t enough time in a lifetime for me to get tired of

this sight. Of him under my hands.

Reaching the button of his pants, I looked up. Just in time to watch

Aaron’s jaw bunching, the blue in his eyes glazing. My fingertips brushed

lower, feeling him thick and hot through the dark fabric of his suit. He

grunted, pushing his hips up into my hands.

My knees wobbled under my weight, my head lighter as I grazed my

palm over him.

Aaron’s head dipped, his lips falling on my temple, brushing a kiss there.

His hands came up and landed on top of mine. Fumbling with the button

together, we undid it. Next was the zipper, and I …

Hesitated. Froze.

Even if I felt like I would implode if I didn’t bring that zipper down, I

hesitated. My fingers shook with the thought.

We are doing this. And fuck … this feels like more than sex. It feels like so

much more.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Aaron whispered against my temple.

Looking up, I searched his face. How could I tell him that all my bravado

had somehow died? That my hands shook with need but that I realized I

didn’t really know what I was doing? What we were doing?

Aaron released a breath, his jaw setting with decision. Something clicked

behind his eyes.

He took both my hands in his and placed them above his chest. “My heart

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