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“Abigail.”

“Yes?”

“If you step down one more step, I’m going to kiss you.”

She wets her lips.

“So if you want to just keep talking, you need to keep your sweet ass right there on that step.”

She looks down at the step that would start the kissing.

“And if you don’t want to keep talking…or anything else… you need to go back inside.”

She meets my gaze. But doesn’t move.

“And,” I say, feeling like I need to lay it all out. “If I start kissing you, the only way to stop me from that, and more, is to say the word elephant.”

She meets my eyes. Then nods. “So that’s our safe word?”

I almost groan. “Yes.”

Her eyes widen at how serious I sound.

“I might need a safe word?” She says it almost on a whisper. But she doesn’t seem concerned.

“Typically, I would say no. Not the first time I ever kiss you. But judging by the way I have felt unusual things for you since the very beginning, I just want to cover all the bases right up front.”

She’s staring at me. But she seems more fascinated than anything. “Okay.” Then she tips her head. “Why elephant?”

The word will definitely make me think of my brother’s new tattoo and my brother himself, which will definitely cool any sexual thoughts I’ve got going on.

“It’s just a really good anti-sex word for me.”

She gives me a half smile. “Okay. I understand.”

“Good.”

Two heartbeats pass.

Then she steps down onto the step right above mine.

I groan and cup her face, bringing her mouth in against mine.

She tastes sweet and minty, like she just brushed her teeth and I want to run my tongue over every inch of her mouth. Every inch of her body.

She opens when I lick over her bottom lip, and her body presses against mine as she wraps her arms around my neck.

My hands drop to her ass. She fits perfectly in my hands. I squeeze and she moans into my mouth. My fingertips brush the smooth bare skin just under the curve of her ass and I realize she’s not wearing panties. My cock hardens and I press into her.

She gasps, then arches closer.

I run my fingers back and forth along the soft, smooth skin and feel the way she shivers in my arms.

I drag my mouth along her jaw to her ear. "You feel and taste amazing."

"Ditto," she says breathlessly.

I move my hands, sliding them up and down her back, then dipping under the hem of her shirt so that I can feel bare skin. There's no bra either. I run my fingertips over the bumps of her spine.

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