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He tried a reassuring smile. “I think we need to get rid of the T-shirt.”
She nodded. “Good plan.” She jerked it over her head, dropping it onto the floor. The bra followed and he took a moment to look, to enjoy her.
“Lovely.”
She bit her lip again. “Thanks. You know, I think it’s time you joined the party, too.” She reached forward, unbuttoning his shirt with slightly fumbling fingers, pushing it wide. “Oh, my.”
She put a hand on his shoulder, sliding it carefully across his chest to rest on his pec. “You must lift a lot of beer barrels.”
He grinned. “A few. Part of the job.” He reached to unbutton her jeans.
Her breath seemed a little shaky, but she bent to pull off her shoes. Good sign. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband and pulled the jeans down, letting his hand slide along the slender length of her leg to cup her heel. He brought her foot to his lips, kissing the instep, then running his thumb along her arch.
She blinked at him, her eyes slightly dazed. “No one’s ever kissed my foot before.”
“Then they’ve missed something good.” He grinned again, then pulled off his own boots.
Ruth lay back against the couch cushions, one arm bent over her head, her body a cool stretch of light in the darkness. She still looked a little nervous, but she seemed to be settling in. He took that as another good sign.
He started to unbutton his jeans, but she leaned forward again, pushing his hand away to unbutton them herself. She gazed up at him as she pulled the zipper down. “We’re doing this here? On Bec’s couch?”
He nodded. “If it’s okay with you. There are some tables in the brewery and a couple of platforms, but this strikes me as a little more comfortable.”
Her lips curved up slightly. “I haven’t made out on a couch in years. It’s sort of like high school.”
He gave a mock shudder. “God, I hope not.”
He stood for a moment to push down his jeans and underwear and to take another moment to appreciate Ruth. Her dark hair feathered around her face; her chocolate-stout eyes were luminous as she watched him. Her body was slender, with beautifully rounded legs and arms.
He knelt beside her again. “You are gorgeous.” He leaned closer, gathering her breast in his hand and then taking the nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly. Ruth took hold of his shoulders, hanging on tight. He blew on her nipple, watching it pucker, then kissed the soft place between her breasts.
He ran his tongue in a line down the center of her body, rubbing his thumbs along the delicate skin at the joining of hip and thigh. And then he brought his mouth to her folds, letting his tongue dance across the nub of her clit before he nipped with his teeth.
Her hips rose off the couch slightly as she gasped. He brought his lips back to her clit again, as he slid one finger into her depths, feeling heat and wetness; she was as ready for him as he was ready for her. If he didn’t get it together, he’d probably embarrass himself within the next minute or so.
He fumbled in the pocket of his jeans, pulling out the condom he’d put there. Ruth’s eyes were dazed as she watched him sheath himself.
As he leaned toward her again, she wrapped her hand around his shaft, guiding him inside her body. Her muscles tightened around him as he moved, and he slowed to let her get used to him. She wrapped her legs around him, tucking her heels into the small of his back, then brought her hips against his, pushing him deep. The closeness, the heat, the sight of Ruth’s upturned face, her fingers digging into his back. All of it together was almost enough to send him over the edge immediately.
He quickly considered his usual list of delaying tactics. Beer inventory. State capitols. Gettysburg Address. None of them was enough. Ruth Colbert beat the Gettysburg Address by a mile.
But he was a gentleman, goddammit. And a gentleman always let a lady go first. He brought his thumb to her clit, rubbing lightly while he began to move. He took it slow, easy, bringing her along with him as he gritted his teeth and made himself hold back.
Beneath him she stiffened, her breath speeding up as he increased the stroke. She moaned, her muscles clenching hard around him, her hips jerking up to meet him.
