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Her smile widened. “I kinda like when you call me that. It’s always Veronica.”
“Veronica,” I said softly as I traced my fingertip around her nipple.
She closed her eyes and sighed, then her eyes popped wide when I tugged not-so-gently on the tip. I didn’t want her to think I couldn’t play.
That this couldn’t be wild and intense.
I wanted to be careful with her, but if I could get her riled up, maybe she wouldn’t notice that I’d probably only last marginally longer than a first timer.
I lifted her butt and dumped her flat on her back. I took the condom from her and set it to the side. She made a little yip and laughed as she struggled to get up on her elbows. “You can watch,” I murmured, “but right now, I’m just glad I don’t have any neighbors that are close.”
Her eyes widened. “I knew it, you are going to murder me.”
Murder her pussy maybe, but I didn’t think that would come out right. I tugged at her tight jeans as I arched a brow. “Murder? You came out here thinking I might not be safe?”
“Well, it’s always the quiet ones. And now that you can fess up to knowing about our Murderino discussions, you know why I’d think so, pal.”
Her jeans slid free once I got them past her delectable ass. I tugged off her tennis shoes, then tossed her jeans over my shoulder onto the nearby dining room chair. “Now, now. Don’t get all worked up again. I thought I was forgiven.”
“You kissed me quiet.” She tapped her pink unicorn-socked foot against my shoulder. “Big difference.”
I curved my hand along her calf. Freaking knee socks. Only this woman could make striped pink unicorn socks sexy. And they were, dammit.
I was so leaving them on.
I kissed my way along her ankle to her knee and flicked my tongue along the skin there before easing her knee over my shoulder. “Well, then let me beg for forgiveness.”
“On a kitchen island?”
I dragged my nose along the soft skin of her inner thigh. “Yep. All clean even. Well, until I’m done with you.”
“Where did this cocky guy come from?”
I grinned against her skin, then nipped the fragile flesh at the top of her thigh. “I’ve got the girl I’ve liked for a damn long time here with me. I’m going to make the most of it.” I lowered my mouth to the cotton panel covering my target and blew lightly against the fabric. “If you’re okay with that?”
She swallowed but didn’t stop watching. “Can I have that towel to cushion my elbows? I’d like to watch.”
“Damn, girl.” I reached for the fresh towel beside the tiny prep sink I’d built into the island.
Keep it light.
Keep it light.
Jesus, I wanted to devour her.
I tossed the towel on her belly, then covered the little wet spot on her panties with my mouth. I would damn well make it a larger one.
One step at a time.
My cock was a fucking flag pole under the counter I was leaning on. But this was about her right now. And I wanted her screaming my name. If there was one thing I was good at, it was pleasuring a girl.
When you were a guy with a less than desirable body—at least back in the day if not now—you made sure your techniques were top of the line. And I’d never had a girl complain. Thank Jesus.
Though it was a little disconcerting that she was watching so intently.
Was it because she wanted to soak it all in just like me?
Or was she testing me?
