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Well, if he’d gone through all that trouble to learn how to be one of their Naughty Nicks, the least Kim could do was give him the full effect. On his next turn around and butt wiggle, Kim whistled as loudly as she could, clapping when he dipped his hips a bit lower.
“Shake that ass! I want to see skin! Take it off, Nick.”
/> Wasn’t that a charming blush he now sported. Too cute for words.
But her encouragement worked because when Blake next caught her gaze, he yanked open the jacket and let it fall halfway down his arms.
Oh. Fuck.
While his abs weren’t as chiseled as some of their guys, Blake was looking mighty fine indeed. She’d forgotten how much she loved the way his body looked. The way the muscles of his shoulders flexed as he moved, revealing strong arms and firm pecs. Despite saying he didn’t, clearly Blake spent time at the gym.
The dusting of chest hair went down across his stomach, a treasure trail leading down to disappear beneath the loose-fitting pants. If she’d thought her fingers were itchy before, they were now burning with the desire to reach out and touch. She wanted to rake her nails down across his pecs, tease his nipples, scratch the pale skin of his sides. Fuck, he was exactly how she remembered him.
The jacket fell to the floor, but Kim had lost interest in the garment. Her attention was now riveted on the pair of red suspenders that went across his shoulders and fastened at his waist. “Those are new?”
“I thought you might like them.” He strutted closer—that was such a Ryan way to walk—and dropped to a squat before her. “I know some women think they are sexy.”
“They certainly are.” As she ran her finger beneath the suspenders, Kim tested their elasticity. “Lots of things you can do with a good pair of suspenders.”
“Oh?” Blake pulled away and got back to his feet. Wow, that was an impressive body roll. “What would you do with them?”
She blinked away that particular mental image. “No. I’m not going to...just no.”
“Tell me, Kim. I want to know what goes on in that devious little mind of yours. If you do, I promise to give you a present.” He pulled the suspenders out, only to let them snap back against his skin. Blake held her gaze the entire time, his arousal clear in more ways than one.
Blake was clearly here with the intention of following through on what they’d started last night. All she needed to do was open up and let slip one of her favorite fantasies.
Shit, was she really going to tell him this? “Well, they are very stretchy.” Apparently so. “And I’d always thought they would be great for tying a person up in bed.”
Blake stopped, his fingers poised above the clasp that would release one side of the suspenders. “You’d want to do that? Be tied up?”
“Or tie my partner up. It would be fun either way and I’m not picky.”
Without looking down, Blake released the clasp. His pants sagged down, now freed from their support, and exposed another inch of previously hidden skin. He flicked the tail of the suspender over his shoulder, the end now dangling between his legs.
“Have you done that before?” He moved closer again, this time turning the hip with the attached suspender toward her. “We never had a chance to talk about the type of sex you’d be into. I should have guessed it would be kinky.”
“Why’s that?” She wasn’t about to discuss her previous lovers. While Kim might talk the talk, she’d only had a few chances to walk that particular path.
Blake flicked the clasp on the second suspender, but didn’t release it. “You have tattoos. I like to imagine women with tattoos are more interesting in bed. Plus, it’s the way you look at some of the men who come into the office. How you’re mentally undressing them and placing them into some scenario in your head.”
Damn, was she really that obvious about it? “Not always.”
Blake cocked his eyebrow and released some of the tension in the suspender.
“Okay, most of the time.”
The free end went flying and his pants dropped another half inch. Before the fabric could fall all the way down, Blake did a hip swivel and a spin that would have made the boys proud.
“I’m going to start putting your name on the list for hire.” The waistband clung to the rise of his ass, exposing the top of the valley. “Because there are women out there who would pay top dollar to see your ass.”
“Are you objectifying me, Elf Kim?”
“Sure am, boss.” She’d objectify him a whole lot more if he’d show her more skin.
Wait a second...
“Are you wearing the thong?”
