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THREE
Sunny thought maybe he might have lost his fucking mind. But it would totally be worth it. The goddess sitting on his lap right now was a perfect innocent. He didn’t put much stock in the purity culture. It seemed vain and controlling to him, and he’d seen enough of that in his lifetime.
This was something else, though. Laura subtly rocked her hips, searching for something she didn’t even know she needed yet. She obviously had no idea how gorgeous she was. No, Paris wouldn’t be calling her as a runway model, but that’s only because those fools didn’t know a woman from a fence post.
Everywhere he looked on her was more luscious than the last, and she still had all her clothes on. He didn’t know how he was going to control himself when he finally got her undressed, but by god he’d find a way because she deserved that. He’d show her everything he knew about making a woman feel good in the strict vanilla boundaries she’d set. And that was still plenty. Perhaps if she was willing, he’d even show her a thing or two about giving him pleasure. But that was secondary.
In a dom/sub relationship, there was a voluntary exchange of power that the sub gave up, but always had the power to recall. This really wasn’t that much different. It struck a chord deep inside him he hadn’t even known was there.
Her eyes were enormous, the color of good whiskey, and he knew if he stared too long he’d get lost in them.
“Are you ready?” he asked, his voice husky already with need.
“Yeah. What do I do?”
“I’d like to kiss you first,” he said and when she nodded he moved with slow, telegraphed movements. She could stop him at any time, but she didn’t.
His hand cupped the back of her neck and pulled her to him, their lips pressing together still closer. Rafe pulled back and then did it again. The reality of just how inexperienced she was crashed over him, and he had to resist the urge to growl. She was his.
For the weekend, his brain reminded him, but he disregarded that for now.
Sunny continued kissing her for several minutes before her body relaxed against him again. Then he wrapped his other arm around her waist and let his tongue swipe against the seam of her lips in a barely there movement. She froze in his arms, but didn’t pull away, so he did it again.
This time she parted her lips, and he licked into them, not invading her mouth. Not yet anyway. They had two days, so no need to rush things. Making out with her had him feeling like a horny teenager, though. Especially because she didn’t even seem to realize she was shifting her pelvis against him in the most maddening way. Her brown hair was pulled back into a knot at the base of her neck and he couldn’t resist tangling his fingers in the silky riot so he could angle her head to deepen the kiss. Then she moaned. It was the tiniest sound that he swallowed before it could ever be heard, but he felt it.
Fuck.
Sunny pulled back finally and watched her. Laura’s eyes glazed with want and lips puffy and wet from his kisses, she looked positively delectable. He kept it gentle when he went in for a kiss this time.
“Can you stand up, Freckles? I want to see if you have them everywhere.”
“What?”
He leaned in and brushed a soft kiss on her cheek before whispering in her ear, “Those freckles.”
She looked down, and he watched the pink tinge brush her cheeks. She didn’t object, though, just climbed shakily to her feet. Rafe stood next to her, loving the feeling of being taller than her, but not towering over her. This was no delicate miss that he’d have to worry about crushing. Her full, lush body had him throbbing with need.
He couldn’t wait to see it without clothes.
Taking her hand, he led her to the other side of the room that was dominated by something larger than a king-sized bed. He noted the specialty headboard built for restraints but ignored it. That’s not why they were here.
“Can I undress you?”
It took her a few seconds to answer, but he wasn’t going to assume consent now any more than he would in a scene.
“Yes,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Sunny took a fortifying breath and edged his fingers under her shirt, skimming his fingertips across her satiny skin. He pushed it further and let out a soft moan at the sight of more delicious freckles. Running his hands up her sides, he pushed her shirt up, revealing the gentle swell of her stomach and her full breasts in a gray lace bra. She lifted her arms for him as he pulled the shirt off of her.
His hands settled on her waist and pulled her close to him. His fingertips danced over her skin, and he felt the contraction of the muscles of her torso as he leaned down to kiss her again which made him wonder what she did for a living that gave her that strength. Lots of women were strong, but she showed the signs of tanned arms and face with rough hands that meant she worked outdoors doing something.
Then she pushed up on her toes, deepening the kiss. Her tongue thrust inside his mouth this time and his train of thought shut off. This, right here, right now was all that mattered.
* * *
Laura’s mind reeled.Every single time he touched her, it felt like liquid heat from the point of contact moved through her concentrating in the space between her legs. Never in her life had she felt like this before. She hoped this man who was holding her like she was something precious and looked at her like she was beautiful knew what to do, because she needed more.
Winding her arms around his neck as they kissed, she pressed her chest harder against his. The friction on her nipples inside her bra made her breath hitch. When they stopped to breathe, he took her hands and placed them on his stomach. She gasped at the feel of the hard planes of muscle there.
