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He rolled her onto her back, pinning her hips beneath his. “It’s not flattery. It’s the truth.” His fingertips brushed over her cheek, then her lips, then her forehead, smoothing her hair back from her face. “You are beautiful.”
Her hands wandered freely over his body, caressing his chest, skimming his abs, gliding over his hips. His muscles were so hard beneath acres of smooth, warm skin, he should be a national monument protected by the Park Service. She’d like to be the ranger assigned to patrol his historic ridges and valleys.
“You spend your days around people who are professionally beautiful,” she said. “I can’t even begin to compete.”
He cupped her face in her hands, holding her gaze with his own. “You’re more beautiful than any of them. You’re the most beautiful person I know.” His eyes sparked with heat as he lowered his mouth to hers.
They didn’t talk for a long time after that.
Brooke hadto go in for office hours the next morning, and she was an exhausted, frazzled mess. Hours of late-night sexual euphoria and boning like a pair of horny dolphins had taken their toll, but she didn’t regret it one bit.
They’d communicated like functional-ass adults. She’d been honest about what she was able to offer, and Dylan had said he wasn’t looking for anything more than that.
It was fucking perfect.
Literally. He was the best lover she’d ever had. Aside from the fact that he was by far the best looking, he was also the most attentive, the most dexterous, and the most creative. He made sure all her needs were satisfied, but he also wasn’t bashful about taking his own pleasure.
She appreciated a man who knew what he wanted and made sure to give as good as he got. In her experience, they were almost as rare as unicorns.
So what if she was paying the price with a little exhaustion this morning? Totally worth it.
“What do you think about going to Venice Beach this afternoon?” she asked Dylan as she dug through her closet, trying to piece together a decent outfit.
“Don’t you have to work?” He watched her from the bed, where he was lounging in the nude.
It seemed to be his preferred state of being, and she couldn’t say she disapproved. Even if it was a little distracting when she was trying to get ready for work.
“Only for a few hours this morning,” she said. “I could come back here at noon and pick you up, and we could go to lunch. Maybe walk along the boardwalk?” She stopped flipping through the hangers and glanced over her shoulder. “Unless you have plans today already?”
He propped his head on his hand and grinned. “No plans except to spend as much time as I can with you.”
She liked the sound of that. “We can also do something else if you want,” she offered. She didn’t care what they did, as long as they were together, but she felt like she ought to at least make an effort to play the good host.
“No, Venice Beach sounds fun.”
She smiled at him, letting her eyes drift down his body. “Cool.”
“Brooke?”
“Hmm?”
“You know you’re staring, right?”
Yep, she was very aware. She was also aware of the drool puddling at the corner of her mouth. “Does it bother you?” she asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“No.”
“Good.” Her smile got wider. “I like looking at you.”
His eyes seemed to glimmer. “I like being looked at by you.”
She took a step toward the bed, absolutely planning to go over there and kiss the hell out of him, but stopped herself just in time. “Fuck. Stupid work. I can’t with all this”—she waved her hand, encompassing all of him and his sexy lounging—“right now.”
He laughed. “Would it help if I put some clothes on?”
“Never, ever do that on my account.” She bit her lip. “But yes, probably.”
He pulled on a shirt and a pair of pants, and she managed to finish getting ready for work without assaulting him.
