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She frowns. “Is…that your thing?”
I almost laugh at that, because it’s not a kink of mine. I don’t typically have the patience or interest in blindfolding the women I’m with. But when Pepper did it, I was on fire.
“Not my thing. It’s more like…our thing.”
Pepper licks her lips deliciously, waiting for more of the evening I’m drawing out for her.
“But…you’re going to do it. Not me.”
She starts to nod, but I shake my head. “My biggest demand tonight…is that you tell me what you like or don’t like. If anything makes you uncomfortable. If you want to stop.”
She grins suspiciously. “What exactly do you have in store for us that you think I’m going to dislike?”
I consider it for a moment. “Nothing.”
I move in to kiss her then pull back. “One more thing. Loud. I want to hear everything you want loud and clear.”
“And if I don’t want it?” She quirks a brow, but she’s not the least bit nervous. My girl is intrigued.
My grin flattens. “I’ll know.” I pull her against me and sweep my lips across hers, slipping my tongue between them to taste her again. A throaty moan accelerates my need, and I deepen the kiss.
Our mouths dance like no one’s watching. Because no one is. Our kiss is full of promise, expectation, desire, both of us saying things we’ll likely never say out loud.
I know I won’t.
I need you.
You make me feel alive.
You saved me.
Fuck. I need to move her to my bedroom.
Pepper’s eyes widen with a soft chuckle when I set her down in front of my bed. “What happened to slow?”
I sit her on the edge and bend to remove her shoes. “I think you’re going to be sorry you asked.”
I rub the soles of her feet briefly, knowing she’d been on skates for half the evening. I push her back onto the bed and scoop my hand under her ass to lift as I pull her sweats off with the other hand.
My good girl glances at her panties and looks up at me. “Now?”
I chuckle. “No. Not now.”
I tug on the hem of her Denver Ice Queens sweatshirt. “You look good in my colors.” I pull it over her head and toss it aside, giving her a quick kiss. “But God, you look like heaven without them.”
Back on my knees, I spread her legs. Her red lace panties are soaked.
Yes.
“You’re wet,” I say almost as an accusation.
She giggles. “If it’s a crime, you’re my accomplice.”
I slide my hands along her soft thighs. The ones I’ve come to love touching, licking, nipping. I dip my head between her legs.
“Chase,” she starts, her head falling back when I nip her mound outside her panties. Her body squirming.
I drag my thumb along the wet cotton, making her gasp. “I lied, gorgeous.”
