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His warm breath stirred my hair. “Good point. You don’t have as many dials and knobs. In fact, I can only think of two,maybethree parts of your body I can twist…”
I giggled and playfully slapped at his arm. It was like hitting a brick wall of muscle.
“Hey, Feisty?”
“Yes?”
“I do have a confession to make.”
He cupped my chin and tilted my head up so that I was facing him. His grey eyes reflected the moonlight, and the edge of his lip twitched in a smirk. I held my breath and waited to hear what he had to confess.
“I didn’t come over here just to dance.”
18
Donovan
The Day We Fooled Around
Being this forward was a huge risk. I barely knew this girl. The suggestion might offend Molly, or push her beyond her comfort level.
But I didn’t care. It felt like the world was ending around us. And if that were the case, then I wanted to shoot my shot, consequences be damned.
Because at that moment: I wanted Molly badly.
And I was pretty sure she wanted me too.
I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off her since our dinner date began. She wasso damn stunning. A tight little package in her jeans and close-fitting blouse. She was cute and funny and smiling like the worldwasn’tgoing to shit around us. Even if the hotel was full of people and things were normal, she would have stuck out to me in the crowd. I would have done everything in my power to win her over.
Her eyes were dark, wide orbs as she looked up at me. Waiting.
I gently spun her around so that she was facing the view of the city, then danced with her from behind. I lowered my lips to her neck but didn’t kiss her—I stopped just short, where she could feel my breath and sense me so close to her skin. She cocked her neck to the side, practicallybeggingme to kiss her skin, but I held back.
Instead, I snaked a hand over her hip and held her against me. I wrapped my other arm over her chest, my bicep and forearm pressed against her plump breasts. Holding her like shebelongedto me, the way I’d been dreaming of holding her for the last week.
Her body melted into my arms, all the tension evaporating as she relaxed. Her hips inched backward until her ass was brushing against the front of my pants with every movement, soft caresses against my cock. We rocked back and forth along with the music coming from the speaker on my balcony. Swaying like we were the only two people in Rome. Like the city wasours.
I explored the outline of her body with my fingers. The curves beneath the jeans, the bump of her panties along her hip. The plumpness of her ass, even just the edge of it on my fingertips. Everywhere I touched she responded eagerly, relaxing and sighing, while clinging to me.
I slid my hand up along her neck and into her silky hair. The brass instruments in the music rose dramatically before falling back down.
Our bodies were pressed tightly together, now. It took all my willpower not to drag her into the bedroom andreallyshow her what I wanted.
Not yet, I thought.No matter how much I want her, she needs to be eased into it.
I let my hand explore the top of her thigh. I could feel the warmth of her skin through the denim. But I wasn’t interested only in what was on the outside.
I reached across her hip, sliding my fingers into the front of her jeans. The bare skin of her navel was soft and smooth, and she responded by trembling in my arms. My fingers pushed deeper and she widened her stance a few inches. It was a subtle movement, but it made my cockpulseagainst her ass. It was the green light I had been waiting for.
Better give her what she wants.
I flicked open the button on her jeans and dove into the waistband of her panties, down into the soft warmth of her pussy. She was already soakedfor me as I held her in my arms and began rubbing her slit. She trembled and let out a soft moan, leaning her head back against my shoulder while I got acquainted with what my fingers found.
“What if someone can see us…” she breathed.
“Nobody can see us,” I whispered, lips only an inch from her ear. “The city is ours tonight. There’s only me, and only you.”
She surrendered as I slid my fingers up and down her wet heat—the only sounds that came from her were soft moans, noises that disappeared into the descending Roman night. I used my free arm to squeeze her, holding her against me while I fondled her. I slid my fingertips up and around her clit, giving it some caressing attention before returning to her soft lushness.
