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Instead of condescending to her or mocking her, he merely gave a brief nod of acknowledgment before tugging her hand and pulling her toward him. “I know. How about a safe word? Dentist?”
“Why dentist?”
“Because I hate the dentist. It’ll cool my ardor instantly.”
“I don’t think I want to cool your ardor,” she said as he lifted the hem of her shirt and ran a finger along the waistband of her jeans below her belly button.
“No?” he asked, bending to lick the spot he’d just exposed.
Her back arched.
“You like?” he asked, nudging the shirt upward.
“You know I do,” she whispered as his tongue tracked upward over her ribs, her shirt moving ever higher.
“You’re new to this; I want to get it right.”
“You are.”
And then Riley forgot all about dentists and the fact that it was finally happening and turned herself over to the skilled confidence of Sam’s hands. His hands and mouth played endlessly over her stomach, his teeth skimming the base of her bra but refusing to lift her shirt any higher until she was gasping his name.
Finally he let her sit up just long enough to pull her shirt up and off, and then he placed a palm between her breasts, pushing her back down against the pillows, his eyes taking in her lacy blue bra.
“Not exactly softball practical,” he said, flicking a finger over the small green bow on one of the straps.
“You don’t seem to mind,” she whispered, her voice husky, watching him watching her.
His eyes went to hers. “I’m the only one to see these?”
“Well … Dan,” she said.
His gaze darkened before it returned to the spot where his fingers traced over the thin lace. “It’s time to start pretending that never happened.”
“But if it hadn’t, I’d be a literal virgin,” Riley said, wiggling a little when his fingers moved over the center of her breast, stimulating her nipple through the fabric.
“Good. I want you to be mine. Just mine.”
His lips met hers, and the kiss was the perfect mix of sweetness and possession. Their hands resumed roaming, their lips separating once while he removed his jeans. Again to remove hers. But each time their mouths found each other again, until they were both naked, panting, and ready.
There was no room to think. Only feel.
Sam’s hand slipped between her legs, fingers pushing her thighs apart and finding where she was warm and wet. “Riley,” he whispered. “I should take my time with you.”
“You’ve taken more than ten years,” she said, her hand gliding over his hip before her fingers wrapped around where he was firm and smooth.
He let out a harsh breath, his forehead against her shoulder. “You’re sure you’ve never done this before?”
“No, but you know … I read somewhere …” She tightened her grip just slightly as her thumb moved over him and his groan banished the last of her lingering insecurities.
“This is going to end badly if you don’t stop that,” he said, grabbing her wrist and pulling it to his mouth, brushing his lips against her knuckles.
“So get on with it already,” she said. She tried for teasing and came out desperate, and she didn’t care. She may not have been an expert at this, but she knew one or both of them were likely to die if they waited much longer.
“You sure are demanding for a newbie,” he said, sliding over her and nudging her chin up with his nose so he could nuzzle her neck.
She turned her head, lips seeking his. He complied, and their kisses turned frantic.
“Condom,” he grunted, pulling back. “Where’s my wallet?”
