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“Ready?” he asked gruffly.
The tendons of her neck tensed. Damp hair clung to her nape, sticking tight to her skin when she nodded. A long moment passed before she opened her fist and tugged at the fabric. The sheet fell to the floor in a soft collapse of fluttering white. She was naked.
He’d been too hard and hot to truly take in the sight of her last night. Too eager to get his hands on her. But now she was eight feet away and he could muster the strength simply to look. She reminded him of paintings in the museum where his mother had taken him during a visit to Denver. Like Eve in the Garden of Eden or some ancient Roman queen. Her naked shoulders and delicate collarbones and then her lovely, perfect, pale breasts, tipped with pink the same color as her lips. Her nipples pebbled, shaping themselves for his mouth. Whatever vague arousal he’d felt as he’d waited for her to ascend the stairs was eclipsed by the lust that stiffened his cock now.
He could see her ribs beneath the soft swell of her breasts, tapering to her waist and the gentle flare of her hips. Her belly curved down to the triangle of curls that both shielded her pussy from sight and drew his eye to that very spot. Her thighs were long and white and so much smoother than his, the hair there fine and golden.
As he looked her over, her hands tightened into fists at her sides, but this time she didn’t cover herself. She’d made the choice not to. Good.
“Take down your hair,” he said.
She reached slowly toward the knot of her hair, fingers trembling. A twist of it tumbled free. She worked her fingers through it until it cascaded around her shoulders.
Caleb took a deep breath at the sight. Now she looked less a queen and more a concubine.
“Lie down,” he ordered. She padded across the room. “On your stomach,” Caleb decided suddenly.
He was happy for his impulse when she put her knees on the bed and lay facedown. He hadn’t seen much of her backside through all of this, and God, it was beautiful. Full and plump. He moved closer until he was within a foot of the bed, then stared at the soft mounds of her ass as he began to undress. This time he didn’t want to be half-dressed and overeager. He wanted to be as naked as she was.
Jessica lay still, her hands folded beneath her jaw, face turned away, as he stripped down to nothing. When he was finally done, he knelt next to her on the mattress, marveling at the sight of her perfect skin so pale beneath his hard cock. He felt like a hungry animal crouched above her as he smoothed an open hand from the back of her knee up her thigh.
She gasped at the touch, but the breath was cut off when he cupped her ass in one of his hands and squeezed. His grip parted the cheeks of her ass, and just like that, he needed to spread her and see her pussy again.
Caleb put one knee between her legs and opened her. His breath was coming faster already, making him feel like even more of an animal, so he forced himself not to simply slide his hand between her legs. Instead, he put his hand gently to the middle of her back. Her ribs rose as she inhaled, then collapsed slowly as she let all the breath out of her body. She did it one more time, and then Caleb ran his hand down her spine, his fingers dipping down the small of her back before they rose along the curve of her ass again.
His hand looked sacrilegious, his skin tan and scarred against her. His fingers tightened at the sight, pressing into her yielding flesh before he made himself relax. He found the cleft of her ass with his fingertips and slid them all the way down until he touched the warmth of her pussy.
Jessica gasped at the same time he sighed. “Turn over,” he whispered, his voice too hoarse for more. He wanted to see.
He shifted so she could turn. Once she was on her back, he knelt between her legs to keep them open. Now her pussy was spread beneath his cock. Her white thighs and soft belly and dark fur and that pink wetness. All of it right there. Exposed and waiting, and she would let him do anything he wanted.
His body knew what he wanted. Simply to lower himself into her. To take exactly that right now because it would be the best feeling in the world. The knowledge was bone-deep in him and had nothing to do with his memories of last night. He was an animal and he wanted to fuck.
But he needed everything, not just that.
“Move up,” he said, wrapping his hands under her thighs to push her higher on the bed. She shifted up then rose to her elbows, watching him carefully, as if she was afraid of what he might do.
Now that he had room, Caleb sat back on his heels to look at her. He’d never seen a woman this way—not more than a glimpse, anyway—and the sight of her entranced him. So different from a man’s body. So completely different.
He let his hands slide up her thighs, his thumbs feathering over the hollows just below her pussy. When she tensed, the tendons there pushed against his thumbs. He did it again, watching the play of her muscles. Then he touched between her legs.
Her stomach drew in. He glanced up to see that she was watching his hands, so he did it again. Her mouth opened on a breath, and when his thumb passed over that same sweet spot he’d stroked the night before, she gasped. Her pussy gleamed wet in the lamplight.
He traced the shape of her folds and leaned closer. Now he could smell her. Oh, God. His mouth watered. His cock throbbed.
This was everything, he realized. Her open sex was everything he could see, smell, feel at this moment. There was nothing else in the world. No past promises. No California. No other men. No mistakes. Just this sweet center and his fingers sliding along the wetness of her. He leaned his head down and kissed her.
Her thighs tried to jerk together, but his shoulders stopped them. “Let me,” he growled.
“Caleb…” She reached one hand out to stop him.
“If you let other men, then let me.”
Her hand paused.
He wanted to taste her, and she had n
o right to stop him, not after what she’d agreed to. Her fingers curled, and she laid her hand back on the bed. Caleb kissed her again, inhaling deeply, the scent of her pussy filling first his nose and then his whole body. His heart beat harder, the force of his blood stretching his cock until it ached.
