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“And you still have clothes on.” He draped the bed sheet back over himself.
I tilted my head at him. “Really?”
“Play fair.”
I laughed, and he laughed. I never knew sex could be fun. I mean, I guess having a man take you to ultimate arousal limits was fun, but I never knew how amazing foreplay could be.
“Want me to undress you?” He flashed his incredible white teeth.
I mentally debated for about six seconds. How could I resist his pleading eyes? “Okay.” I couldn’t stop the cheeky grin forming on my lips.
He shuffled forward on the bed and placed his feet on the floor. I stepped back a fraction, and his warm hands gripped my hips and tugged me forward.
“I should inform you that I’m a green belt in karate.”
He looked up at me. Mischief twinkled in his eyes. “Damn, that’s just about the sexiest thing a woman ever said to me.”
I frowned. “Really?”
He answered by slipping his fingers into my panties and sliding them down. With each inch he trailed down my body, I curled my toes deeper into the carpet. His hands were at my ankles, and I lifted my feet out of my knickers one by one. The sexual coil mounting between my legs just about detonated when his eyes lined up with my pubic bone.
“Mmmm, yummy,” he said.
I burst out laughing.
“What?” He blinked up at me.
“You’re a funny one.” I shoved his shoulders, forcing him onto the bed. “Now shush and do as you’re told.”
He wriggled his brows. “I tell you what. ‘Ow about we play a game?” He flashed a cheeky grin.
Chapter Fourteen
I squinted at Dontrel. “A game?”
My thoughts jumped to Hide and Seek. “Let me get something straight—I’m not going to have sex with you. So, we won’t be hiding anything.”
As he rolled his head back and roared with laughter, his scrotum bobbed up and down, and his cock bounced. I was torn between staying in this glorious position and admiring the view and giving him some privacy but he didn’t seem too worried, so I stayed.
I waited until he’d finished laughing. He sat up on his elbows and looked down his body at me. “Okay. No sex. No worries. There’s plenty of other fabulous t’ings we can do.”
“Such as?”
“Let’s call this game . . .” he rolled his eyes to the ceiling as if searching for the right word, “Pleasure Me, Pleasure You.”
I tilted my head, curious. “How do we play?”
“You tell me somet’ing to do, and if I do it, I have permission to ask you to do somet’ing.”
His smile was breathtaking. How could I resist?
I never imagined my morning with Dontrel like this. I’d thought it would be a heated sexual exchange with writhing, sweat-soaked bodies. Not that I was complaining—just looking at him was sensation overload.
Although . . . “Okay.” I decided his game was safe enough. “But I go first.”
“Of course, da ladies always come first.” The twinkle in his eye proved he didn’t miss the double entendre in his statement.
“Mmmm, what shall I choose?” I ran my eyes over his lips, down his long throat, and over his dark nipples. I took in every perfectly formed bump of his sculpted torso.
