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It wasn’t just me I had to worry about.
Finally, I tore my mouth away from him. “Just be careful with me, Asher.” I hated the weakness in my voice. Hated that I needed to voice it.
“Let me in. Give me a chance.”
I looked down at his chest. The wide expanse of it urged me to lean in. To let him shoulder some of the weight. But what if I leaned? Wouldn’t it be even harder to stand on my own if he got tired of the novelty of us?
He kissed my forehead. “You’re thinking so hard. I know I have work to do, but I’m not afraid of us. Not anymore.”
I lifted my gaze to his. I didn’t have the words. But I could show him. I lifted onto my toes and slipped my fingers through his hair. He lowered his mouth to mine. We were a pressure cooker that finally let the release valve free.
I breathed him in as my shoulders relaxed. I could feel his heart beating against my chest, knew it was echoing in the wild beat in my ears. His warm fingers slipped under my hoodie to find my belly. He trailed his fingertips over my stomach and up to my bra.
He watched me as I attacked his buttons with shaking fingers.
I felt more reassured when his hand trembled lightly against my breast. This was just as big for him as it was for me. This man had been the only one to touch me like this. Part of me knew he’d be the last one to touch me too.
Even if we didn’t work, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to let anyone learn my body and get to know me as Asher had.
I pushed off his shirt and trailed the pads of my fingers over the swirling ink of his many tattoos. So traditional in so many ways, and wild in others.
I knew that firsthand. I was carrying the proof of it right now.
Even when we’d tried to be safe. When we’d tried to take a slice of a lonely night between us, we’d created a tether that would never be broken. As if the universe had ideas we couldn’t fathom.
He lifted my sweatshirt off and then crouched in front of me to remove my yoga pants and simple cotton underwear. “You are so beautiful.”
I looked down at him, sifting my fingers through his untamable hair. Here too, he couldn’t quite stay in the aristocrat box he believed he belonged in. There was so much more to Asher Wainwright.
More than even I knew.
“Let me take you to bed, Hannah.”
“No. Show me here on the blanket you set up for us for our springtime picnic.” I smiled faintly. “Rain be damned.”
He drew me down with him, stretching me out on the soft blanket. “You deserve more than this cotton quilt.”
“Pretend it’s just us and the sunshine. That we have that afternoon free to be just us. That we’re two people who can take the day off just to have fun and get naked.”
“Every time I’ve touched you, it’s been more than just sex.” He drew his fingers between my breasts up to my neck.
I stretched into his touch, my eyes fluttering shut as he lightly scored over the column of my neck and back down. “Yes.”
His lips followed the same trail as he deftly curled me closer so he could unsnap my bra. He slid the lace down and drew a lazy trail over the tops of my breasts before finally taking a nipple into his mouth. He groaned around the tight tip and I arched to give him more access. I rolled him, so I could get my leg over his hip.
“Why are you still wearing your jeans?”
“Because if I take them off, I’ll be more worried about getting into your sweet heat than what you need.”
“What if that’s exactly what I need?”
He rolled me onto my back, taking my nipple into his mouth again as he cupped and rubbed my other breast. “Let me worship you first.”
“What if a certain little girl wakes up?”
He moved lower. “Guess I’ll just have to make my way downtown a little faster.” He inched farther down the blanket and hooked my knee over his shoulder. “I miss this, Hannah. I miss tasting you on my lips.”
I hissed out a moan and arched as he nibbled his way over my belly to my inner thigh. “It feels like you haven’t been there in so long.”
