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I wanted more of her on me. Surrounding me.
“I have a condom in my purse. Two, actually. Though I have to say that whole devouring thing?” she said breathlessly. “Suits me just fine.”
Three
Was I really doing this?
Yes.
A thousand times yes. First and foremost, I wanted to be rid of my pesky virginity, but this man… There was no way I was supposed to be this lucky. To have a man like Asher want me. To actually be shaking a little in his need for me.
It was beyond my scope in about a thousand different ways. But here we were. In the ultimate romantic getaway spot.
I mean, for God’s sake, there was actually snowstorm raging outside. I’d read this in a romance novel or seven. Heck, I’d watched it on the deluge of Hallmark holiday movies I’d binged this season.
Though the Hallmark movies weren’t nearly as carnal as I was about to get.
I cleared my throat. “Let me just go clean—”
“No. Don’t overthink this. If you go into that bathroom, you’ll come out with a million reasons why this is insane.”
“Oh, no. We’re doing this.” I was resolute. I had high hopes based on his kissing skills. Because whoa, boy, did he have skills.
I was getting this done. I was going to treat myself in every way that counted this New Year’s, dammit. The room, the ambiance, the man.
God, did I ever hit the jackpot on the man.
He grinned down at me, then loosened his tie and jerked it out of the knot. “Oh, we’re definitely doing this.” He looped the unfurled tie around my waist and dragged me in close.
Shocked, I laughed up at him and braced my hands on his chest.
“Finally, I got a smile.” He leaned down and flicked his tongue along my cheek before burying his face in my hair. “Dimples even.”
I lifted my shoulder against the ticklish spot. “I hate them.”
“There’s something about a woman with dimples.”
“Yeah, we look like a perpetual fourteen-year-old.” I pushed him back when he dug deeper to scrape my neck with his five o’clock shadow.
“No fourteen-year-old ever kissed me like you do.”
My breath shorted out in my chest. That was a good sign. Maybe I wouldn’t be totally inept at this sex thing. “I should hope not. Unless you were fourteen at the time.”
His dark eyes lit with the devil. I was sure of it. And I wanted to let the devil in. “Maybe when I was twelve. I’ve always been an overachiever.”
“I just bet.” I shivered when his hand slid up my back to find my zipper.
“Right now, I need to get my hands on your skin. To watch the firelight kiss every inch just before I do.”
“You’re sure you haven’t done this before?”
“Seduced a woman?” He peeled the dress away from my shoulder so it pooled between us. “I’m no innocent, Hannah.”
Oh, but I am.
Part of me screamed to tell him, but I didn’t want this to stop if he got weirded out about it. To chance that this could end without me getting what I needed.
I pulled my arms out of the dress and let out a slow breath as the material slid down to swish around my ankles, his tie floating to the floor as well.
