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“Every day. Every damn day, the woman walks in the door, and the man has to remind himself that he cannot touch her. Her body has curved and rounded in all the best ways, and it drives him crazy that she can’t see it. He sees the girl she was and the woman she’s become, and he wants her with his whole heart.”
His voice wavered and he lowered his forehead to her sternum. She held her breath while he chose his next words.
“You slay me, Sofia. Let me make you happy.” His eyes rose to meet hers, and the plea in them made her tremble. “I see you, Sofia. Better than you see yourself. The only thing I don’t like about your body is that it makes you sad. Let me show you.”
Her shirt hung from her shoulders, open but still covering most of her torso. He waited on his knees for her to decide. Did she dare to bare herself to him? When she tried to look away, he followed her, compelling her to look him in the eye.
“I see you. I’ve always seen you. And what I see keeps getting better and better. Do you trust me?”
Every nerve ending crackled, begging for his touch, and every doubt had burned away in the heat of the fire he’d kindled deep within her. She did trust him, and she found her courage in his story. She could take what she wanted and give what she could, and she would be safe in his arms. In answer to the question lingering in the silence between them, she shrugged her shoulders, letting the shirt fall behind her, and nodded.
“Show me.”
She had expected him to pounce, unleashing his desire, but he surprised her yet again with his restraint. With both hands he framed her face and kissed her gently, insistently, until she was drowning in him.
She tugged her skirt up to her waist and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him with her as she leaned back on the bed. He followed, bringing his delicious weight on top of her. She rocked her hips up, needing to ease the ache against his hard length, and he gasped and rolled to his side, breaking the kiss.
“Be careful.” He reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. “Or this will be over too quickly. I have wanted you for too long.”
He tossed it aside and marveled at her. There was no other word to describe the wonder in his eyes.
“How could you think I would not like to see you?”
He bent his head to kiss her freed breasts, and she answered on a shaky exhale. “Those aren’t the problem.”
He deliberately held up a hand to silence her protests. She rolled to face him and he dropped that hand to her hip, impatiently pushing her bunched skirt down her legs. She inched back on the bed to help and to gain a little distance, but he rejoined her immediately. Nearly naked and lying on his bed, she felt strangely calm. Her nerves were suffocating beneath the blanket of desire he’d woven. He pressed a hand against her sternum, and she dropped onto her back before pushing up on her elbows to watch him.
“Now let’s see here.” He grinned evilly, and Sofia couldn’t suppress a shiver. He ran his gaze over every inch of her exposed flesh, raising chills, and then soothing them with his warm hands and wet lips. “I was right.”
She was so caught up in her own reaction that she had lost the thread of the conversation.
“Right about what?”
“There’s not a single thing I see that I don’t love.”
His playful tone sparked her own to life. When was the last time she’d felt relaxed enough to tease a man in bed? Too long. She was done being passive and afraid. This was a man she could trust. This was a man she could be herself with.
“I wish I could say the same, but I haven’t seen all of you yet.” She raised an eyebrow and looked at his offending pants.
He grinned and tugged them off, kicking his feet free. His impressive erection strained against his boxer briefs, begging to be freed. He rolled toward her, intent on covering her bare body with his own. But Sofia wanted to enjoy the view. She’d been too afraid the last time they’d been together, but tonight she would be brave. He hadn’t run away screaming yet. She playfully pushed his chest, and he leaned back.
“I’ll show you mine, if you’ll show me yours.” She slid her fingers under the last scrap of lace covering her and sat up to tug it off.
His hands trembled gratifyingly as he traced from her thighs to her knees before spreading them, revealing her to his gaze.
“Sofia.” Her name was all he managed to whisper before his lips were busy doing something else entirely. Her eyes fluttered closed as he licked and loved her most intimate folds, afraid that the visual of him going down on her would push her over the edge too quickly. When he added his rough, thick fingers to the assault on her senses, even her closed eyes couldn’t save her and over the edge she went, shaking and clenching her thighs around his head. When the tremors stopped and her limbs went limp, he rose quickly and drew in a deep breath.
“Dios mio, Sofia.” He stripped off his underwear with fierce determination.
She wanted him to slow down so she could enjoy the revelation of his body as well. She wanted to hold him in her hand and see if he tasted as good as she thought he would. But she couldn’t find the energy or the words to object through her post-climax haze. Next time.What a tempting thought…
“Sofia.” Her spinning thoughts stilled as he pressed the full length of his body against hers, setting off a chain reaction of trembling nerve endings.
“Hmm?”
He grinned at her sleepy response, and she mirrored his expression. Wrapping her legs around his bare waist, gripping her ass with his strong hands, he pressed her into the bed. As he rocked his hard length against her still throbbing pussy, he muttered a curse and a question.
Words? Did he honestly think words were an option?
