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“I need to see you,” I panted as I tore my mouth from hers, trailing hot kisses along her jaw and burying my head into the crook of her neck.
I inhaled a deep breath of her intoxicating scent. There was a time I didn’t think I’d ever smell it again. Thought I’d die surrounded by the stench of death and despair.
Now I wanted to drown in Imogene and never come up for air.
“Youdosee me,” she teased.
“That’s not what I’m talking about.”
I ran a lithe finger down the column of her neck, along her collarbone, and between her breasts. When I teased her nipple, her breathing grew ragged, her eyelids fluttering closed.
“I need to seeallof you. Need to taste your smooth skin. Need to run my tongue along every perfect inch of this body.” I curved toward her, my lips a breath away from hers.
But instead of kissing her, I dipped my head toward her ear. “Need to watch your tits bounce while you ride me.”
She released a tiny moan, the vein in her neck throbbing. I wanted to dart my tongue out and taste her skin, clamp my teeth on her as I marked her.
But I wanted this more. Wanted to drive her to the point of oblivion.
Abruptly dropping my hold on her, I stepped back and sat on the bed. “Let me see you, Imogene. Strip for me.”
She blinked, my sudden shift momentarily surprising her.
Or perhaps frustrating her.
Then she reached behind her and pulled the halter tie securing her dress, allowing it to fall off her body. After she kicked it to the side, she stood in front of me in just a strapless bra and a pair of panties. The soft curves of her body glistened in the afternoon glow, beckoning to be touched and explored.
And I planned on doing just that.
“Your turn,” she said breathlessly, her eyes filled with lust.
“Not yet.”
“But—”
“You’re still dressed, albeit barely. I asked to see all of you. So let me see you.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied coyly.
And damn if the devious smile that teased her lips didn’t have my cock hardening even more.
She slowly unclasped her bra and was about to remove it when she turned away.
“Imogene,” I growled.
“Yes?” she responded with feigned innocence, glancing over her shoulder as she dropped her bra onto the pile of clothes. She hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties. “Did you change your mind? Should I stop?”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I seethed, my breathing growing labored.
“If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure, Imogene.” I grabbed my throbbing erection through my jeans. “So damn sure.”
“Very well then…” With a flirtatious gleam in her eyes, she shimmied out of her lace panties, making a show out of bending over slightly as she did.
Finally, she turned around to face me, allowing me to see all of her. Everything about her was exactly as I remembered. Maybe even better. She was more mature now. Despite the familiarity of her body, there was one glaring difference, other than fuller breasts and hips.
The tattoo just below her hipbone, swirling patterns etched into her skin like a permanent love letter.
