”I can do that,” he rumbles and presses his knee to the inside of my thigh to push my legs apart. As he does this he leans over me to brush a kiss on my open mouth.
He chuckles and tongues me slowly, exploring my mouth as the rough denim covering his thigh ignites a trail of heat inside my leg.
“Skull,” I pant pulling away to catch my breath. “I’m not sure what to do.”
“Put your hands on me, Sunshine, Anywhere you want.”
When I grab his shirt, he drags it off over his head.
I’m too surprised to cover my gasp. Wow. Whoa. And heavens above. He’s chiseled. Covered in dark, wild tattoos, and has muscles that are ten times the size of mine.
With another sexy chuckle, he pulls my hand to his chest, presses it against his heart. “I don’t bite.”
“You sure look like you do.”
He shifts so he leans close to my ear where his tongue traces the lobe. “I take that back. I probably will bite you.”
Without even thinking, my hand moves over the smooth, hard planes of his chest and he sucks in a breath as he presses his open mouth to my neck.
Lord. Heavens. I’m burning up. My legs shift, restlessly against the bed and he presses that thick thigh against my most sensitive spot.
A little moan comes out of me and my head tilts left to give him better access because his mouth feels freaking amazing.
His whiskers drag over my skin as he licks me. It’s carnal and the hottest thing I’ve ever felt.
The way he’s breathing roughly, his mouth so fiery against my skin has my panties drenched.
“Fuck, honey, I smell your virgin cunt.”
My eyes pop wide.
He leans up so he can watch his hand moving down my body. He’s not tracing a finger over my dress now, he’s grabbing big handfuls. When he gets to the juncture of my legs, he drags my dress up and freezes.
“I’m gonna frame these.”
“What?” I stammer.
“These panties. They’re mine. I’m putting them on the wall so I can look at them every day and remember the first glimpse I got of them at the park.”
Oh my god. What is he talking about.
“You…saw my panties?”
“When you fainted. I almost busted a nut too.”
I cover my face with my hands and he drags them away, gripping both wrists in his hands.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. Hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
“Skull,” I protest with fire on my cheeks. “You can’t frame my panties.”
Skull reaches down and rips off one boot, then the other. They clunk to the floor and I’m left in pink socks and my hiked up dress.
He hooks a finger in my panties and before I can blink, he’s ripped them off.
“Skull!” He laughs and bites them before shoving them in his back pocket.
“Mine. You can try to wrestle me for them.”
