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Marley tightens her legs around my waist. “Why?” There’s a tinge of hurt in her question.
I meet her gaze and trace her bottom lip with my thumb, wishing I could kiss it just one more time. “Because I’m trying to be the good guy here. I was serious downstairs, chérie. I want to date you, not just fuck you.”
Her long, lean fingers slip into my hair as she leans forward and presses her chest to mine. Fire shoots through my veins, but I ignore it. Instead, I focus on slowing my breathing. Marley leans forward, her warm breath kissing my ear as she whispers, “What if I want both?”
The hand on her ass tightens, and it’s hard to swallow. “Are you sure?”
“Take me to your bed, Eli,” she purrs, nipping at my earlobe and sending a tidal wave of need straight to my groin.
That’s all it takes to make my legs carry us toward my bedroom, Marley still wrapped around my waist. I head straight for the bed and lay her down on top of the mattress, my body covering her from head to toe. “Are you sure?” I whisper, needing to hear the words again.
“You keep asking me that. I’m starting to get a complex.”
“I don’t think I’m able to hide how badly I really want you at this point,” I remind her, flexing my hips forward and grinding my cock between her legs. “Make no mistake, Marley, I want to be inside you more than I want that contract we were celebrating earlier, but I want to do this right. This isn’t just a one-time thing.”
She swallows hard, seemingly shocked by my repeated admission. “I’m not good at this girlfriend thing, Eli. I’ve only been in one serious relationship, and that was two years ago,” she confesses.
“Well, that’s one more than me, so I’d say we’ll both be learning as we go. Just promise me you’ll talk to me whenever something bothers you, okay? I’m going to fuck up—probably a lot—and the last thing I want is for you to not tell me when you’re upset, especially at me. Deal?”
She nods. “You’ve really never been in a serious relationship?”
“Nope. In college I was too busy. Too many girls, parties, and studying. And in Chicago, I had a few casual relationships, one longer than the others, but nothing like I want with you,” I admit, sliding my lips across hers. The kiss starts slow, and as I coax her mouth open with my tongue, we mold together so perfectly. Her hands return to my hair, gently gripping and tugging the strands, sending blood flowing to my crotch.
Marley’s hands slide down my face, over my jaw. “I really like this stubble.” She mewls as I kiss down her jaw, heading for her neck.
“I’ll never shave,” I reply, trailing my lips over her collarbone. “In fact, I’m really looking forward to seeing the burn marks on your thighs.”
I feel her stiffen beneath me. “You don’t have to do that.” Her words are small and hesitant.
Meeting her gaze, I reply, “I can’t fucking wait to get my mouth on you, sweetheart. In fact, I think that should be the first item we check off the list.”
I sit up on my haunches between her legs and start releasing the small white buttons on her blouse. Her chest moves rapidly as anticipation fills her eyes. “There’s a list?”
“I’ve had four years’ worth of listing all the things I would do to you if I was ever given the chance. We’re going to cross as many off tonight as possible,” I state, finally releasing the last button and exposing her white lace bra. My dick twitches with excitement, and the need to claim her right here and now is strong, but I tamp it down. No way am I rushing through this.
I run my palm down her body, from her neck to her stomach, reveling in the smooth, soft skin that looks so pale beneath my tanned hand. “I’m going to enjoy this,” I comment before bending down and covering every inch of exposed skin with my lips.
When it’s time to focus on what’s currently covered, I lean on my elbows, my mouth hovering over her lace-covered tits, and whisper, “Tell me what feels good and what doesn’t, Mar.”
She gives me a nod. I can tell she’s holding her breath as I maintain eye contact, slowly pulling the lace down and exposing her nipples. I swipe my tongue over the first bud, loving the way she gasps in pleasure and closes her eyes. I spend several minutes there, licking and sucking on both nipples, and feeling her wiggle beneath me. Only then do I turn my focus on the rest of her body.
“Let’s get rid of this skirt, shall we?” I ask, sitting back up. When she stands up and reaches for the zipper in back, I gently grab her hand. “No, wait. Let me.”
