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I stared at the phone long after he hung up.
Within minutes, there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Holden, looking all sporty hot in his black sweats and hoodie. How’d he get here so fast? “Did you get something to eat?”
He pushed inside, toed his athletic shoes off. “I haven’t waited as long for food as I’ve waited for you.”
My pulse stuttered. His hungry gaze landed on me a beat before he started stalking toward me. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Straight back.” I sounded breathless, like I’d run a few miles instead of vacuuming a small house. I still had on the same pajama bottoms and T-shirt from the night we’d watched movies.
The way his gaze raked my body could burn the flannel right off.
He picked me up. Startled, I wrapped my arms and legs around him and laughed. “Holden, what are you doing?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
My stomach flipped and my thighs tightened around him. I wanted to find out.
He beelined into my bedroom, not bothering to shut the door. The advantage of having the house to ourselves.
He laid me on the bed and stepped back to yank his hoodie off. He had on a plain white shirt underneath. I thought it looked pretty damn fine on him until he pulled it over his head and dropped it next to the hoodie.
“That’s what you look like?” I sat up and hugged my knees to myself. My desire was frozen in place, like it was afraid to peek out from behind a snowbank and get incinerated by his abs. I was faced with acres of muscle. Pecs, biceps, whatever’s in the shoulders—my education was failing me. Those diagrams in the textbooks were nothing like Holden.
He gave me a lopsided grin as he rolled down his sweats. I was helpless to look away. More muscle was revealed. Powerful thighs. I couldn’t see his ass, but I saw enough to know that it had to be as spectacular as the front.
Then he lost the underwear and I just couldn’t anymore. That erection was not like the textbooks. It was not like any of the past men in my life. Someone needed to make a song about that thing. Tall and proud, encased in tight skin that showed veins, it jutted unabashedly in the air.
I hadn’t known what his cock looked like, but I knew what it felt like. Frenzied back seat sex wasn’t going to be like this, though. This was going to be a long, hard fucking. That thing between his legs would make sure of it.
He was a fine specimen from head to toe. A statue come to life.
Stifling self-consciousness paralyzed me. I swallowed hard. He was getting a condom out of his wallet—and I was glad he was prepared. I wasn’t ready for this.
He noticed my wide-eyed expression. “Something’s wrong.”
It wasn’t a question. “I mean, you’re all…” I wiggled my fingers at him. “I’ve had four kids, Holden. Stretch marks. Pooches. Parts that don’t defy gravity like they used to. You look like you’re fresh from the factory, and I look—”
“Sexy.” He tossed the condom on the covers. “Beautiful.” He crawled onto the bed, pushing me back until I was forced to straighten my legs. “Perfect.”
When I’d had the bright idea of asking him over here to finish what we started last night, I hadn’t thought about daylight. How it was merely dim in my room, and with the door open, there were fewer shadows.
“I’ll show you how much I like your body.” He drew my shirt over my head.
I groaned when I remembered I’d thrown on my everyday bra. The plain white one with no underwire that I wore when I didn’t plan to leave the house but needed the support.
I nursed all my kids for at least a few months each. The details varied depending on time, whether I could actually pump at work, and how close I was to buckling under the pressure since I had little help or support.
“These are not my pre-baby boobs,” I warned him. I was giving him every chance to back out. It was a compulsion. I’d been passed over for the younger, perkier model of me once already.
“All I want is your boobs…” He held my gaze as he reached behind me to unhook my bra. He didn’t fumble. My bra was falling free in seconds. “…as they are now.”
“You’re really good at that,” I breathed.
Only then did he pause. “Does that bother you?”
Damn, I almost ruined the moment between us with my mouth. “No. If both of us were as nervous as me, we wouldn’t get anywhere.”
The corner of his mouth kicked up. “Oh, I’m nervous, Em. But my dick isn’t going to forgive me if I mess this up again.”
