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“Yeah, I remember. You used to make us those bagel pizzas.”
I laugh. “I was a kid! I swear I’ve moved onto more sophisticated dishes.”
He takes a step closer to me and his eyes spark. “I liked those pizzas.”
“Maybe if you get some supplies, I’ll make them for you.” I think I’m flirting, but I’ve never flirted about badly cooked food before.
He takes another step closer to me and I run an appreciative look over the way his shirt is hugging his ripped body. I want to know what he looks like under that shirt.
I take a step toward him and skim my fingers over his arm. His eyes darken with desire.
He wants me. I’m sure of it. Hell, I can see the bulge his hard cock is making in his pants, and it’s quite a bulge.
“Peter.” I love saying his name. “Where’s your bedroom?”
The look he’s giving me is making my entire body sizzle.
“This isn’t a good idea,” he says.
“Oh, no. It’s a very, very bad idea.” I trace my finger up his shoulder. Damn, he has broad shoulders. He could lift me over his head without breaking a sweat.
I lick my bottom lip and lean against him. My nipples harden to peaks as I feel how firm his chest is.
“Emily.” His voice sounds strangled. He threads his fingers through mine and I’m not sure if he’s about to pull me closer or push me away. I hold my breath as I wait to find out.
Right when I’m sure he’s going to reject me, he bends down and captures my mouth with his. I sigh and melt into him. His lips are warm against mine. I part my mouth for him and he slides his tongue in.
Fuck, he tastes like beer and cinnamon. I fist my hand in his shirt and kiss him harder.
He presses closer to me and I pick my legs up and wrap them around his waist. He moves his hands to my ass to hold me up. I admire the way his muscles flex around me. He’s so strong that I feel impossibly precious as he holds me.
“We should move this to the bedroom,” he says against my ear.
I gasp my agreement as I grind my body against him.
I kiss my way down his neck as he walks us through an open door and into his bedroom. I can’t be bothered to look at the architecture. The only thing that matters is the bed he pushes me down on. It’s soft. He probably has a better mattress than mine.
He climbs on top of me and growls. I can feel the rumble of it all over my body.
“I need you,” I say, because I’m not sure what else I can say right now.
He pulls off his shirt, and holy fuck, is he hot. His body puts six-pack abs to shame.
I fumble at the buttons of his jeans. He chuckles as he helps me undo them and push his jeans off.
Oh, God. I’ve never noticed a man’s thighs before, but now that I’ve seen Peter’s muscled ones, I think I’ll stare and drool over them for the rest of my life.
I want to feel his skin against mine. I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it up over my head. Peter runs a finger against the edge of my bra. I squirm beneath him, wanting more of his touch.
He leans down and catches the bottom of my bra in his teeth. His hands reach behind me and he snaps off the clasp.
I gasp as I feel the brief press of his lips against my breasts. He drags himself across me as he pulls my bra up. My breasts fall free, then he tears the bra over my head and tosses it off.
Lust is coiled tightly in my core. I run my fingernails over his chest.
I lose my jeans, and then somehow we’re both naked and I’m not entirely sure how it happened but I don’t care. His cock is pressing against my thighs. I moan into his mouth.
“Emily.” He says my name like he’s worshipping me. His hands run over my ribs and cup my breasts.
