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Sage
Irving’s chilly hand in hers, Sage led him up a flight of stairs to her bedroom on the second floor. She felt flushed and knew her cheeks had to be red. His unexpected kiss had taken her by surprise, but in a good way. Never did she think a man as ravishing as Irving would be as attracted to her as she was to him. He was so fit and handsome, he could have any woman he desired but he seemed if anything, to possess an equal if not more exuberant desire for her.
A part of her did feel almost guilty being so willing to jump into bed with a man she’d only just met, but it was a small, insignificant part of her that she easily silenced. After feeling nothing for so long, she couldn’t deny herself the opportunity to be with a man as gorgeous as he was. Besides, he behaved differently than other men his age. He was sweet and refined, and he made her feel safe.
They reached her bedroom and Sage tried the light, a little relieved when it turned on. That meant it was only the downstairs fuse that’d been blown. She turned to face Irving, who had released her hand to turn and shut the door behind them.
Her heart began racing like mad, and her breath caught in her throat when he faced her once more. They regarded each other silently for several long moments. Sage didn’t know what she should do next. She’d never really been in this kind of situation before, and as much as she wanted to appear confident and assertive, she couldn’t deny that she was feeling rather shy now that she had him alone in her bedroom.
As if sensing her anxiety, Irving’s lips twitched up into a playful smirk and he closed the distance between them.
“Nervous, little human?” he asked in a sultry tone that made her shiver.
Strange as his nickname for her was, she didn’t bother to think too much about it. His nearness was far too distracting for her to have a coherent thought beyond,I want him so badly right this second.
“Nervous? I don’t know if that’s the right word,” she replied. Biting her lip, she reached out and slid her hands up his torso to his chest. The muscles beneath his shirt flexed under her palms. A small gasp escaped her lips.
Irving cupped her face and tilted her head back so she met his gaze. She was taken aback by the hunger in his gaze, and she felt a tightening twist and pulse between her legs.
Without a word, he lowered his mouth to hers and pressed a kiss to her lips. It wasn’t a light kiss as he slanted his mouth over hers and his tongue ran along the seam of her lips, urging her to open up to him. She did with no hesitation and he deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers as one of his hands tangled into her hair to tilt her head to the side and position her just as he wanted her. His touch was commanding, his kiss demanding, but he was careful in how he handled her, not tugging too hard or causing her pain.
Sage moaned, a deep thrill shooting through her. Moving her fingers to the buttons of his shirt, she began to undo them as quickly as she could, eager to strip him bare so she could explore every inch of him. They didn’t break their kiss as she undid the last button and pushed the shirt off his shoulders. When he was bare-chested, she slid her hands along his cool skin, letting her fingers explore the ridges and valleys of his slim but taut physique.
“Your touch feels like fire licking across my skin,” he growled against her mouth. “I could grow addicted to the sensation.”
His words and approval boosted her confidence and she grinned at him. “I could grow addicted to touching you.”
He released a rough moan before ordering, “Remove the rest.”
It took her a moment to understand what he was saying because her mind was in such a lustful haze. When it clicked, though, she quickly dropped her hands to the front of his pants and began to undo them. Her fingers were shaking slightly with anticipation, so it took her longer to grip his zipper than it might have normally.
When she finally got his pants open, she pushed them down past his hips, freeing his erection. He was long and thick…thicker than she’d expected, truth be told. She stared down at is impressive package for a long moment, her lips parted as her mind tried to comprehend what taking him inside her would be like.
His dark chuckle dragged her attention back up to his gaze. Sage felt her cheeks heat as she realized she’d just been blatantly ogling him.
As if he could read her mind, he said, “It’s all right, little human. Look your fill.”
Sage bit her lip nervously as she let her eyes wander back down to his length. He was already semi-hard and growing more erect with each moment that passed. As she gazed at him, he reached out to grab the hem of her shirt and began working it up and over her head. Her bra followed and she found herself fighting the instinct to cover her breasts.
Irving’s gaze grew hooded as he stared down at her. He ran a hand over his mouth, looking almost stunned.
“You are exquisite,” he told her.
Sage blinked, taken aback by the sincerity in his words. She knew she was an attractive woman for her age, but she wasn’t blind to the parts of her body that were sagging or wrinkled. Exquisite was not a word she would have ever expected anyone to associate with her.
Yet, the way Irving spoke, and the way he was looking at her made her believe that he was telling her the truth. It was overwhelming, and yet thrilling at the same time.
Irving reached out to her and undid her pants, pushing them down along with her panties. Just like that, they were both naked, standing in front of each other, and while Sage’s fingers itched to touch him, she hesitated. It had been so long since she’d been with someone.
She was kind of nervous that she would prove lacking.
To her shock, however, Irving didn’t appear to have any such hang-ups. He tangled the fingers of one hand in her hair and yanked her forward so that her breasts pressed against his solid chest. The feel of his cool skin against hers was a shock to her system, but the contrast against her flushed body was oddly stimulating and made goosebumps pop up all over her.
“I don’t know that I can control myself with you,” he admitted in a low growl.
“That’s okay,” she whispered. “I don’t need you to control yourself.”
