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He smiles, but it’s a little pained. “You could.”
The first scene starts, and I scoot closer to him. He made me my own bowl of popcorn, but I just like being next to him. Plus, I’m acutely aware that we have the house to ourselves for the first time in . . . I don’t even know how long.
Nova is in his studio, working late tonight to catch up on some orders. And Silas is out doing whatever Silas does. I honestly don’t know. He mentioned something about errands and the sheriff, though he was quick to reassure me everything was fine.
“Oh, look, this is one of my favorite parts. It’s so cheesy, but I still love it so much. It’s nostalgic, ya know? And I can still remember how hard I swooned when I first saw these movies.”
Sweet nostalgia wraps around me like a warm blanket on a cold winter’s night. It’s such a complicated emotion, intertwining threads of happiness and sadness.
“You ever read the books?”
I side-eye him, my brows crowded low over my face. “Of course I did. Everyone knows the books are always better than the movies, Lincoln.” I playfully scoff and return my gaze to the TV.
“Have I ever mentioned how much I love the sound of my name on your lips?” he murmurs, closer to me than a second before.
A small smile plays around my lips as I give him my attention once more. “Oh yeah?”
He grins, gently pressing his lips against mine. It’s not a kiss, not yet. “Yeah, sugar.”
I lean in closer to him, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. “Okay, Lincoln.”
And then I make the first move, tracing my tongue along his bottom lip. He responds immediately, parting his lips and sliding his tongue against mine. It’s a playful kiss, but the connection between us is undeniable.
All too quickly, it deepens. His hands start to wander, sliding over the curve of my hip when I clutch the fabric of his tee. The movie fades into the background as everything else disappears except for him.
Time seems to freeze as we explore each other’s mouths, savoring the taste of our mutual lust.
“I thought you wanted to watch the movie?” he murmurs, his lips sliding over my jaw.
“I changed my mind. I want to do this instead.” I slide off the couch and stand between his legs with my hands on his knees. I drag my palms up his thighs, marveling at how big his thigh muscles are.
Jesus, since when did I find a man’s thigh muscles attractive?
I look at him from underneath my lashes, biting my lip when I see his hungry gaze already locked onto me. He looks so attractive, eyes dark and lips pink from my kiss. There’s a possessiveness inside of me, this small little creature that’s only ever come out to play when it comes to the St. James men. And Lincoln’s feeding it now with his legs spread wide in that stupid-hot man-spread thing, hair mussed, and kiss-swollen lips.
“Goddamn,” I whisper, dragging my thumbs along the seam of his jeans on his inner thighs. My right thumb dances over his hardening dick, and a rush of desire floods through me. My mouth waters at the thought of getting to explore.
My fingers tremble as I unbutton his jeans and grip the metal of his zipper, slowly pulling it down and revealing his black boxer briefs. I ghost my fingertip down his cock, my touch featherlight through the fabric of his jeans.
I drink in the sight of his eyes darkening as his gaze stays glued to my hand. His chest rises and falls quickly, like he’s holding himself in check and letting me take my time.
It only makes me want to reward him for his patience.
I scoot closer, leaning up toward his mouth as I palm him through his pants. “I need your help, Lincoln.”
“Anything, sugar.”
I whisper my lips along his, nipping at the corner of his mouth. “Your jeans are too tight, Lincoln.”
“You tryin’ to tell me something, hm?” A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth before he lifts himself up slightly from the couch.
My fingers eagerly trail inside his pants. The moment my hand wraps around his dick, I hear a low, guttural groan escape his lips.
I pull him out, eager to see the expression on his face as I stroke him slowly. His eyes are dark with desire as his gaze slides from my hand wrapped around his cock to my eyes and back down again. He watches my hand move up and down, and he bites his lip.
“You’re so hard already, Lincoln,” I whisper.
His cock is thick and long, and I have a moment of panic at the idea of fitting that whole thing inside my mouth. But I’m going to give it the old college try and use my hand to make up for the rest.
