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“I already slept once this evening, remember? Do you think I have narcolepsy?”
“Did you go through my drawers?”
“You wish, buddy.”
So, she wasn’t going to tell me what she’d been up to. I shouldn’t have been surprised.
“Actually, I would wish more to go through yours.”
“You had your chance while I was asleep.”
I couldn’t stay away from her any longer. It was physically impossible. “I wouldn’t violate your privacy like that.”
“Oh, right, Mr. Morality.” She tucked her tongue in her cheek. “What’re you doing with me, hmm?”
I ignored her question as I steadily came closer, boxing her in on the other side of the island. “Also, if I looked, I’d have to keep stuff.”
“Like my panties and bras? Or maybe my red string teddy?” She ran her fingertips up and down the partially open placket on her dress.
“All of them. You’d be forced to go to work bare beneath your clothes.”
“And sleep naked?” She looked up at me, bracing her hands on the island behind her as I loomed over her. “I sleep in that teddy.”
I knew she was bullshitting me. It was basically her number one skill. That witch T-shirt I’d seen today was more her idea of sleepwear, not candy-colored butt floss meant to torment men.
“Yes. You would have to join a nudist camp, and I would join just to become the camp leader so I could spend my time worshipping your gorgeous tits.” The word made her sexy eyes flash as I slid my hand under her dress and grasped her breast.
She pressed up against me and reached up to feather her fingers through my hair. I wanted to turn my face into her hand. “Mr. Shaw, I’m scandalized by such filthy talk.”
“Just wait until we get down to more filthy action.” I gripped her hips and brought them flush against mine as I lowered my head to kiss her.
Her moan at my very obvious erection spilled into my mouth, and I boosted her up onto the island, ready to take her right here and now.
She broke away, breathing hard. “You have impressive stamina for an esquire.”
I laughed and pressed my face into the very alluring curve of her neck. “Only for you would that be an insult.”
She undid a couple more buttons on her dress. Now it was open all the way to her navel. Next stop was her pussy, and by the gleam in her eyes, she knew I was all too ready to get another glimpse.
“I’m unique. Now what do you say if I finish undressing and—” The microwave dinged and she hopped down, neatly evading my greedy hands. “Oops, saved by the bell. I’m dying of hunger, aren’t you, PMS?” She opened the microwave and pulled out the sandwiches. “Oh, that’s right. You already ate…mine.”
“And I’m going to eat it again. For hours. Until you beg me to stop, and you know what I’ll do then?”
“Call 9-1-1 and request oxygen?” she asked innocently as she turned to slide the sandwiches into the pan under the broiler.
Once she closed the over door, I reached for her wrist and spun her back into my arms, our bodies colliding in a way that felt entirely too right.
“Hey Alexa, play ‘Jailhouse Rock’ by Elvis.”
Ryan grinned and reached up to loop her arms around my neck. “You dance?”
“Not exactly.”
I spun her around a few t
imes anyway, just for the enjoyment of drawing her back against me. Then I added some flourishes and dips, combining every dance move I knew into a terrible mishmash. But she was laughing, and I was laughing, and by the end of it, we were both breathless and flushed and more than a little sweaty.
The song ended too soon. I tugged her arms behind her back and held them there with one hand, using the other to tuck her hair behind her ear.
