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She sat up and reached around behind her. It was awkward, to say the least, but she managed to push the zipper down far enough she could twist her arms the other way and tug it down until the material sagged around her shoulders. The entire time Harper stood a few feet from the bed, utterly still, watching her.
Robin wanted him to move, to speak, to do something besides stare at her. But that was just it. They were here because she wanted him. He was waiting on her.
She lifted her hands and grasped the top of the dress then pulled it up over her head. With a little shimmy, it came up easily. She closed her eyes as cool air greeted her lust-warmed skin. The dress fell from her hands, leaving her sitting in the middle of his bed wearing heels, panties, and a pair of really fabulous eyelashes.
A hand wrapped around her ankle.
Robin’s eyes snapped open, and she watched Harper press a gentle kiss to her ankle, all while staring at her. And not her breasts or her panties or stomach, but at her eyes.
He crawled onto the bed, dropping kisses at her knees and her hips. She leaned back, bracing herself as he straddled her. He didn’t say anything, just looked at her as though he were the big bad wolf about to eat her up.
“Do you prefer to be on top or bottom?” he asked.
Robin’s eyes widened and her stomach tensed. This answer felt more like baring herself than removing her dress.
“Top,” she said. In her albeit limited experience, that was the best way to ensure orgasm. Most men couldn’t quite do it for her otherwise.
Harper’s smile widened. “My lucky day.”
His gaze finally dipped to her breasts for the first time. He lifted his hands, cupping her. Her tight nipples ached at the relatively gentle caress.
“No bra, I see,” he muttered.
She didn’t point out the dress was built to be self-supporting. It was seriously a magic dress with the ability to support and smooth built into that gorgeous fabric. She didn’t often spend big bucks on clothes, but for that dress she had.
Harper leaned in as he swiped his thumbs over her nipples. She sucked in a breath and groaned.
“Do me a favor?” he whispered.
“What?” She was ready to do whatever he asked so long as he fucked her.
“Rollover.”
“What?”
“Lay on your stomach.”
Robin stared at him a moment longer. Turning over meant taking his hands off her breasts and she wasn’t sure she wanted him to do that. Then again, she wanted more than just a touch.
She eased down to her elbows then carefully shifted around until she was lying on her stomach with Harper still straddling her thighs.
His hands splayed across her shoulders then slid down her back. His touch was just rough enough that she couldn’t forget he wasn’t simply the smooth-talking guy. He was highly capable and very dangerous. And tonight he was hers.
His touch reached her hips. The rest of his path was barred by microfiber, seamless panties, but that didn’t stand in his way. He peeled the delicate fabric down her hips, exposing her bottom. His hands covered the globes, giving them yet another squeeze.
Was he an ass guy? Because the evidence was piling up.
She peered over her shoulder and caught Harper’s eye.
“First thing I noticed about you? That woman has an amazing ass,” he said. “I just wanted to bite it.”
“What?” She sputtered and laughed.
Harper was not joking. Not in the least. He opened his mouth and bit her left cheek. Not hard, but she still gasped. Her skin warmed as more arousal flooded her system.
“What are you doing?” she asked, though it was obvious.
“Fulfilling my fantasy.”
