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“You are drop-dead gorgeous.” He reached out and ran one finger over my shoulder and down my arm. “Leave those heels on. Please.”
“Sure. You’d be amazed what I can do in heels.”
“I can’t wait to find out.”
Then Brandon shocked the hell out of me by putting a hand under my ass. “Come here.” He hauled me forward and scooped me into his arms.
“I can walk,” I said, even as I felt an insanely feminine satisfaction at being picked up. As a tall girl, it wasn’t an easy feat to handle someone as leggy as me, but he did it with ease.
“I just wanted an excuse to touch you.” He stepped the whopping three feet to my bedroom.
The room was too small for anything other than my bed. The door didn’t even close because the bed pressed against it. So Brandon had an easy task. He just strolled up to my bed and laid me out on it. I hadn’t even made it, so I was deposited onto a messy comforter.
“I should have made my bed,” I said, running my hand over bunched fabric.
“We would have just destroyed it anyway,” he said, standing between my legs.
He was wearing black boxer briefs, and even though the room was dark, the light from the kitchen creating a shadow behind him, I could still see the outline of his impressive cock. The size of his hands hadn’t been a tease. He was proportionate.
Knowing he was having a fantasy about my heels, I wanted to give him what he wanted. Raising my feet up onto the bed, knees in the air, I turned my legs to the right to display the shoes. I shifted my arms up over my head. “So you like these heels?”
“I like the heels,” he said. “But I liked your legs apart even better.”
I laughed. “Typical.”
Brandon was pushing down his boxer briefs and I decided to tease him. I turned my left knee out, giving him a glimpse of my pussy. He reached for me. Then I shifted it back, blocking his touch.
“Very funny,” he said.
I opened my knee again. He reached. I closed.
“Seriously?”
Shrugging, I did it a third time. This time he almost got a hand between my legs, but I was faster. I crossed my leg over the other, bouncing my foot up and down. “I’m showing off my heels.”
I was amused at his expression. He looked like he’d just dropped a hundred gold bars into a volcano. Frustrated beyond reason. But also like he was enjoying every single second of it.
“You want to play games? I can play games.”
Uh-oh. I might have roused the beast without meaning to. I shivered in arousal at the low, sexy, teasing tone in his voice. He had a sly little smile on his face that turned me on. I had no clue what he was going to do, but I thought he was about to go alpha on me and just yank my legs apart. But instead he lifted my foot, stripped off my shoe, and tickled my foot.
It was so unexpected that I squawked and tried to rip my foot away from him. “No, stop!” I said, instantly panicking. I was seriously ticklish. The kind of ticklish where if it goes on too long, you feel like you might throw up. Painfully ticklish.
“What’s the magic word?”
There was a magic word? My mind went blank as I laughed and wheezed and kicked my foot frantically trying to get him to let me go. “High heels?”
“What? No.” Brandon briefly paused in his torture. “I was thinking something more obvious.”
“Please?”
“Nope.”
“Sex?” My abs were started to hurt from my tightening them in panic. “Pussy? Fuck me hard?”
Brandon loosened his grip on my foot and I yanked it away. I accidentally kicked him in the chin. He shook his head a little.
“Sorry.”
