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He almost groaned. She is here for that. He shifted his stance to accommodate his tightening jeans.
“I would have waited in the lobby, but I didn’t want anyone to see me and since I knew where you kept your key, I took it and let myself in. I was going to wait for you with all my clothesoff—”
He raised an eyebrow.
“—but then I realized that would be especially awkward if you kicked meout.”
He nodded and switched the dead bolt to the ‘do not disturb’ position. Even at two in the morning he wasn’t taking any chances. They had been interrupted too many times before and nothing was going to interfere thistime.
He walked toward her, slowly, purposefully, still not saying anything.
“I’m probably coming off as one of those creepy, stalker girls right now. I didn’t really think this through, I just…did…you know? Without thinking. I just ran to your trailer first thing after wrap and grabbed your key. I’m lucky you keep it in the same place, though maybe you need to rethink that in the future.”
She rubbed her hand along her collarbone, drawing his attention to her lovely neck. He’d kiss that first, trace the beautiful line up to her exquisitejaw.
“I’m really not this psycho. I’m—this—everything I do when I’m with you, actually, is really uncharacteristic of anything I usually do—ever—and I don’t know why I’m doing it when I’m doing it, but I can’t help myself.”
Then he’d nibble on that ear. He bet it tasted divine.
“And I know it was really unfair to ask you to stay away from me when I can’t seem to stay away from you. You just get in my head and make me insane. Oh, ha ha, I guess I am really this psycho. But it’s you who makes me crazy and I’m...just...”
He stood in front of hernow.
“...say something.”
He cradled her face with his hand. “Stop talking.”
He shifted his palm to the back of her neck and pulled her to him. She threw her arms around him and all his plans of where to caress and what to nibble went out the window as his mouth met hers. He kissed her tentatively at first, afraid of the unbridled passion they’d experienced outside his trailer, that it would move them too quickly. He wanted to take histime.
She seemed to have the same idea. Her lips, as they moved and molded to his, still held all the fervor of their last embrace, but none of the desperation. The kiss built and blazed. Soon it absorbed him, her tongue drawing him into a depth of intimacy he hadn’t felt in years. He could live on thiskiss.
It was Maddie arching eagerly against him that finally reminded him there were so many more areas of her body he wanted to touch and explore. He surrendered her mouth and moved along her neck, licking and nipping as she tilted her head to give him more access. She moaned and he journeyed lower along her collarbone, kissing along the top of her breasts.
Her breasts.He had fondled them, knew they perfectly fit his hand, but he had yet to see them, to taste them. He couldn’t wait any longer. “These,” he said, his voice tight. “I want to see these.”
A shy grin crossed her face as he slid his fingers under her tank top and pulled her shirt up, missing the feel of her hands on his body when she lifted her arms to help him removeit.
Then there they were, pink-tipped and fully exposed for his eyes only. Damn, they were beautiful. Even better than he’d imagined. They were firm and round and her nipples responded immediately as he sucked and tugged at her tender skin. With a soft moan, she collapsed into the crook of his arm under his ardor.
“Goddamnit, Maddie, I need you in mybed.”
She squealed as he swept her into his arms, and he reveled in the sound. He carried her through the suite to the bedroom and laid her gently on the king-size bed. There he gazed at her for several long heated seconds. She blushed under his stare and his rock-hard member ached for release. Not yet. There was so much he wanted to do to her—do for her—he didn’t know where to begin.
He leaned over and nuzzled her neck. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered in herear.
Her words came out throaty. “You.”
He smiled. She was so innocent. Not a virgin, no. But Micah had a feeling that her previous lovers were self-serving in their sexual exploits. She doesn’t even know what she wants. Well, he’d have to showher.
He stood again and lifted her leg. He slid off her shoe, then her sock, his eyes locked on hers as he did. “Such a pretty foot,” he said. He kissed each toe. When he reached the biggest, he sucked it then grazed the pad with his teeth. She shivered. He lowered her leg and repeated the process on her other foot, enjoying the sparkle in her eyes that his attentions brought.
When he had finished cherishing her feet, he bent over her and drew down the zipper on her pants. He watched her, ensuring she was willing for him to continue. He didn’t know what he’d do if she wasn’t. He couldn’t stop now if he tried. He neededher.
Fortunately, her eyes mirrored the lust and desire he felt. He shimmied her pants past her hips and down her long legs, replacing the fabric with a trail of kisses. She was curvier than most of the models and actresses he usually spent his nights with, one of the reasons he was so attracted to her. He could already imagine how soft and lush she would feel wrapped around him. His cock pulsed at the thought.
He trailed his hands up her legs to return for her panties. “Such pretty panties,” he said. “I almost hate to remove them. But they’re only going to be in theway.”
Her breath caught and his erection grew harder, if it was possible. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss over her sweet spot, then hooked his fingers under the black lace, sliding them down past her ankles and threw them to the floor behindhim.
