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“Wow.” He seems genuinely impressed by my lack of injuries.
“I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’ve hurt myself plenty. I’ve stubbed my poor baby toe so many times it’s a wonder the thing hasn’t broken off yet.” I wiggle the toes on my right foot, which seems to be the foot I’m always kicking things with.
“Poor baby toe.” He wraps his hand around the back of my ankle and lifts my foot up, inspecting my toes. Then he does something completely unexpected. He leans forward and kisses my little toe. “There. All better.” He smiles, his eyes meeting mine as he lowers my foot back down.
“It’s not hurt right now,” I tell him, trying to fight the smile that’s playing on my lips.
“For next time then.” He winks and I swear my insides do a complete one-eighty before everything seems to settle back into place. “So, nothing else?”
“Nope. I was a very careful child. You kind of had to be in the neighborhoods I grew up in. Besides, kind of hard to get hurt when you spend nearly all of your time hidden in your bedroom with your face in a book.”
“But didn’t you ever want to go out and let loose? Do something completely crazy?”
“Of course I did.”
“Then why didn’t you?”
“Because I was scared, I guess.” I shrug.
“What’s the most exciting thing you’ve ever done?”
“Honestly, this.” I gesture between us. “I know it may not seem like much to someone like you, but I’ve never even come close to doing something like this. It’s been quite the adventure.”
“Well it’s not over yet.” He gives me a devilish smile before he shifts his weight forward.
The next thing I know he’s on his knees, hovering above me. His fingers latch into the waistband of my leggings as he shimmies them downward, tossing them over the back of the couch the moment they’re off.
I watch his eyes darken and his nostrils flare as he slides a hand between my legs, his fingers grazing the thin fabric of my panties. I suck in a sharp inhale, trying to suppress the moan that threatens to spill from my throat.
Another gentle pass over the slinky material before his fingers slide around the midsection of my underwear. He tugs, hard, and I hear the material give way.
I look up just in time to see the tattered remains of my favorite panties dangling from his fingertips. He gives me a wicked smile before pressing them to his face and inhaling deeply.
It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen and while it’s not something I thought I’d ever enjoy, I can’t deny that watching him do it only makes me crave him that much more.
Letting the torn fabric slip from his fingers, he grabs my arm and gives me a gentle tug forward, managing to get my sweater off in one quick sweep.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs as his eyes slide across my bare chest before coming back up to my face. “Come with me.” He stands, pulling me to my feet.
I resist the urge to cover my naked body as I allow him to lead me across the living room. I’ve never been naked in front of anyone like this–out in the open with nothing to hide behind. It’s oddly freeing and yet at the same time tremendously unnerving. But like most things tonight, I’m going with it. I’m allowing myself to live outside of my comfort zone for the first time, and maybe the last.
Abel stops in front of the wall of windows and releases my hand. He turns, tucking my hair over my shoulder before his fingers come up to cup my cheek.
“Do you trust me?” He guides my face upward.
“I think so.” I give him a questioning look, nervous energy pinging around in my chest like a pin ball machine.
He smiles, leaning forward to lay a soft kiss to my lips before he guides me around so that I’m facing the windows. “Don’t move,” he mutters against my neck before stepping away.
I watch as he crosses to one side of the windows. In one quick tug, half of the curtains slide open. I instinctively move to cover myself but Abel stops me with one word. “Don’t.”
I slowly lower my hands back down, my heart beating so violently it feels like it might burst out of my chest at any moment.
Abel crosses to the other side of the window and repeats the process, sliding the other half of the curtains open in one quick pull.
I try to keep my breathing even as he stalks back toward me, his eyes grazing my naked body as he does. He steps around me seconds before his hands slide across my stomach, his hardness pressed to my backside.
“Walk,” he orders, guiding me forward until I’m a mere inch from the glass that looks out over the city. “See that building right there?” He points to a building that stands a few floors below his, directly across the street.
