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“And that should be the last phone call I take this weekend.” Scott reentered the bedroom and tossed his smartphone on the nightstand. “Mom’s having a dinner party and wanted us to come.” Kissing her neck, he worked at undoing her ponytail. “Promised her some other time.” Once he got her hair loose, he flicked the elastic away and massaged her scalp. “I’d like you to meet her and Dad soon.”
His words created a pebble-sized knot in her stomach. He might not, but she considered meeting his parents a big deal.
He continued the massage across her shoulders before it changed, becoming more of a sensual caress as he moved down her back toward her waist. “But we can talk more about it later,” he whispered against her ear. Taking her earlobe between his lips, he tugged on it, his hands inching under the hem of her tank top. “Now I want to concentrate on being with you.” Desire echoed in his voice and need, unlike anything she’d experienced before replaced the knot of nerves in her stomach.
“Tell me how you want to spend the night, and that’s what we’ll do,”
he said.
The picture of them naked on the bed behind them blazed across her mind. Before Scott and Sunday night, she’d never realize how amazing sex could be. And right now with Scott’s hands on her and a bed just feet away, getting some was the only thing she could think about.
“Anything?” She moved closer, her face a mask of pure innocence. At least she hoped so. Since she didn’t have a mirror, she just hoped that if she failed, at least she didn’t look like some crazy clown. Grabbing his shirt, she tugged it from his waistband and slipped her hands underneath. Slowly, she ran a finger up his spine before circling around to his chest and pressing her palms over his flat nipples, causing Scott to take in a deep breath.
“Still waiting for you to tell me what you want, or do you need help deciding, babe?”
She let her hands slip down his corrugated stomach, enjoying the way his abs contracted beneath her touch. “Oh, your help is definitely required. But not in deciding on plans for the night. Those I’ve got figured out.” Paige stopped when she reached his belt buckle. “First, I need you to take off your shirt.”
He met and held her gaze, slowly cocking an eyebrow. “And what do I get in return?”
“Depends. What do you want?” His erection pressed against her, creating an ache between her legs. She could rip off her clothes right now and pull him into bed, satisfying both their needs. But she was having too much fun to rush tonight. Her past sexual experiences had always been quick. There’d never been any real foreplay or teasing. Scott had shown her what she’d been missing, and she wanted that again.
“Your clothes on the floor and you in that bed.” He pointed toward the king-size bed, still wearing too many clothes in her opinion.
Paige stroked her chin. “How’s this? We’ll compromise. For every one piece of clothing you remove, I’ll take something off too.”
“Fair enough.” Scott pulled the golf-style shirt off, revealing the hard muscles she’d run her hands over, and let it fall to the floor. “Your turn.”
Lifting her right foot, she kicked off her flip-flop, letting it land close to his shirt before kicking off the other one too. “Let’s see, what should you get rid of next?”
“Wait a minute. The deal was you’d remove an article of clothing every time I did. You’re still fully dressed. It’s still your turn.”
Paige held on to him for balance while she lifted one leg high. “My feet are now bare. I said I’d take something off. And I did. I never specified the something would be clothing or what part of my body it would come from.”
Scott’s eyes narrowed, and he nodded. “So that’s how you’re going to play. Okay, I can play like that too, babe.” He reached for his belt and pulled it off. It hit the floor with a thud alongside her flip-flops and his shirt.
“You’re going to play dirty.” This was turning out to be more fun than she’d hoped.
He held up both his hands. “Hey, you set the rules. I’m just following your lead.”
Well, he had removed his shirt for her. A little reciprocation might be nice. Inch by inch she pulled her tank top up. When she reached her breasts, she stopped and pretended to reconsider.
“You’re torturing me tonight.”
“Never. Just having a little fun.” She tugged the shirt over her head and then let it drift to the ground.
He reached down and grabbed the sheet, pulling it over them. Since the moment she’d invited him, he’d thought of little else besides having Paige naked against him again. Even so, nothing from their previous time together had prepared him for her behavior tonight. She’d known what she wanted and had gone for it. Even after their joint striptease she’d stayed in control, pleasuring him with her hands and mouth until he reached the very edge before she let him touch her. He’d returned the sweet torture, not entering her until she begged him to.
Yep, so far the weekend was surpassing his imagination, and it would only keep getting better.
“Should we stay here all night or do you want to go out?” He trailed his fingertips up and down Paige’s arm as her chest rose and fell rapidly against him, matching his own breathing.
“Let’s go for a walk along the boardwalk. I’ve never seen it at night. When I come, it’s always just for the day, and I leave before the sun sets.” She pressed her lips against his chest before darting out her tongue and licking his nipple. “Afterward we can come right back here.” She repeated the motion, sending messages to his dick that rest time was over.
He’d prefer to stick with the second half of her plan, but he’d asked. “If you want to go out, babe, you better stop what you’re doing. Otherwise, I won’t be able to walk anywhere.”
The grin she gave him could only be described as diabolical. “Really?” The hand resting on his stomach inched lower. “Maybe I better check on that.” Her fingertips burned a path past his navel, and all his blood rushed to follow. “Not too bad yet.” She maintained eye contact as her hand closed around him. “Let’s see if I can change that. A walk can wait.”
Scott groaned and closed his eyes. He never argued with a woman.
