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Then he stepped forward and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants, she lifted her bottom off the bench allowing him to slowly pull them down over her thighs. When her pants were discarded on the floor beside his, he gazed down at her, drinking in the sight of her nearly naked body bathed in moonlight.

But he did not simply want to drink her in, he wanted to taste her. He pressed his hands against her thighs, gently spreading them as he dropped to his knees. Her eyes widened with anticipation as she watched him, her chest rising and falling with quickened breaths.

“Kris,” she whispered, her voice holding a tone of desperation that made him harden further. He longed to bury himself inside her, but not yet…

With reverent hands, he hooked his fingers into her lace panties and slid them down her legs, adding them to the growing pile of discarded clothing. Then he leaned forward, pressing soft kisses to her inner thighs, working his way slowly upward until his mouth found her center.

Cassia gasped, her back arching as his tongue swept over her most sensitive spot. Her fingers threaded through his hair, urging him closer as he worshipped her with his mouth. The taste of her was intoxicating, sweeter than any wine he’d ever created.

“Kris,” she moaned, her thighs trembling as he slipped two fingers inside her.

Her hips rocked against his hand and mouth, seeking more of the pleasure only he could give her. He felt her inner walls clench around his fingers as he stroked that special spot inside her, his tongue circling her sensitive bundle of nerves with practiced movements he knew drove her wild.

“Oh,” she gasped, her body tensing.

He increased his tempo, growling with satisfaction as he brought her to the edge. With a final curl of his fingers and a deliberate flick of his tongue, he pushed her over the precipice. Her body shuddered, her soft cries filling the tasting room as waves of pleasure washed over her. He did not relent, drawing out her climax until she tugged at his hair, urging him upward and with deft hands, he pulled her sweater over her head, and unclasped her bra. He did not want any barrier between them.

“I love you,” he murmured as he stroked her breasts.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. “Show me,” she challenged, eyes dark with renewed desire.

Kris didn’t need to be told twice. He guided himself into her, his eyes locked with hers as he slowly pushed forward. The sensation of her warmth enveloping him nearly undid him then and there. He paused, breathing deeply, savoring the connection that went beyond the physical.

When he regained his control, he began to move, rocking his hips as he thrust into her. Cassia leaned forward and kissed his chest, her tongue finding his nipple and curling around it. He groaned at the sensation and, for a moment, his pace faltered.

Cassia grazed his nipple with her teeth, knowing full well the effect she had on him. But he also knew the effect he had on her. Slipping his hand between their bodies, he tweaked her nipple, and her inner muscles tightened around him.

“Not fair,” she gasped, as he increased his pace, driving into her with more force, the workbench creaking beneath them.

Kris didn’t answer as his mouth replaced his fingers and he flicked his tongue over her taut bud. Cassia dug her fingers into his shoulders, urging him on as her body responded to his every touch. She was close again. He could feel it, the way her inner muscles clenched around him, the way her breathing quickened.

He shifted the angle of his thrusts, hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her gasp his name.

He understood what she needed, increasing his pace as he thrust deeper, harder. The primal connection between them intensified, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. Kris could feel his own release approaching, a delicious pressure building.

Then she came, her inner walls clenching around him in waves, her body shuddering against his. The sight of her—head thrown back, lips parted, completely lost in pleasure—pushed him over the edge. With a deep groan, he followed her into ecstasy, his release pulsing through him as he held her tightly against him.

“I love you,” he whispered as he slowly regained control of his senses.

“And I love you so very much.” Cassia’s arms tightened around him as she nestled her face against his chest.

Kris closed his eyes, breathing her in, savoring every second. Their path hadn’t always been smooth, and fate had played some strange tricks to bring them together. But here, now, wrapped in each other’s arms, he knew every moment, every challenge had been worth it.

Together, they were the perfect blend.