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Michael seemed to understand. He withdrew his hand, then tugged me back onto the couch with him so I was straddling his lap.
“Come here,” he murmured as he threaded one hand back into my hair to pull me down for another kiss.
It was like he understood that his mouth soothed me as much as it made me come alive. That kiss didn’t just light a fire but also unlocked something deep inside me. Someplace that felt like home.
I wanted more again. And if the erection pulsing under his jeans was any indication, so did he.
“Lea,” Michael sputtered as I rolled my hips toward him. “I?—”
“Hush,” I said, pulling him back to me, grinding onto him again. I was acting out of instinct, without any real awareness of what I was doing.
Well, it seemed to be working for him. It certainly was for me.
“Jesus.” His hands, large and capable, slipped up my side to cup my breasts, thumbs playing over my nipples.
I shuddered as he pulled down the elastic cups. I wasn’t particularly large, but my nipples were sensitive. Even more so when he drew one into his mouth with a heavy sigh and worshiped the tip with his tongue.
“Michael.” It was the only word I could say as I pulled his head closer, urging him on.
He switched to my other breast while his hands fell back to my ass, taking lush handfuls of flesh to knead like pastry. I rolled into each movement as he suckled; I moaned and bit his ear. His growl was long and low before he release my nipple with a pop.
“Jesus, Lea,” he said again. “Slow down, baby. You’re gonna make me?—”
“Come?” I smiled against his mouth when he tilted his head up for another kiss. “Eventually, maybe.”
He growled again against my neck. “Definitely.”
A thrill ran up my spine as he scattered kisses all over my chest, then went back to his work on my breast. My body was thrown into a frenzy as his fingertips brushed my center through my underwear, teasing the wet heat there that throbbed for him. He wanted me. He wanted me bad. This was about to happen, really happen.
Holy shit.
“More,” I mumbled, sliding my hands under his shirt and touching the muscles that flexed under my fingertips.
“Take it,” he said, then pulled his shirt over his head, revealing the broad, tattooed expanse of his muscled chest and the heavy cross on a silver chain that swung over his sternum. “Take whatever you fuckin’ want, Tess. It all belongs to you anyway.”
“I…” I stared at him. At the winding tattoos that swirled over his pecs and abs and even up one side of his neck. At the muscles that flexed and pulled under my touch. At the eager gleam in his eye that was expecting…something.
Something I wanted. But something I had no idea how to get it.
“I—I don’t know what to do,” I blurted out, then immediately flushed with embarrassment.
I didn’t like feeling incompetent. I was smart, and I had listened to my friends. Even if I didn’t have much experience, I should know this. It was supposed to come naturally. Right?
Gently, two fingers under my chin rotated my face back to his.
“Baby.” His brown eyes were warm as they looked me over. “Lea. You’re a…shit, you’re a virgin.”
My face bloomed with heat. “Did you think I forgot?”
I couldn’t help the edge of my tone. I didn’t want to be defensive, but what if he didn’t want me anymore after remembering that choice bit of information? Even worse, what if he’d heard about me before? What if he knew about Cherry Popper, that stupid name, that stupid reputation that went along with it?
Michael let out a small laugh, his eyes softening. “I almost did. That’s what you do to me.”
I bit my lip, suddenly uneasy. “Is it a problem?”
The hands on my thighs gave them a friendly squeeze. “No, Tess. It’s not a problem.”
“Really?” I squeaked.
