Page 61 of Her Maine Risk


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When the fabric slips from my fingers and joins my sweatshirt on the floor, I stand before Alex unabashed. His eyes hold mine for a long moment, and then they drop.

His jaw flexes, and as his eyes roam over my skin, my nipples harden, and goosebumps flush my skin.

“How does it feel, gorgeous?”

“Warm,” I tell him automatically. “And cold.” His lips turn up in a sexy little smirk as he rubs his jaw, eyeing my peaked nipples. “Like a caress,” I whisper.

“Keep going.” He nods.

Untying the drawstring bow of my bottoms, I tuck my thumbs under the waistband and push them down, shimmying my hips as I go.

When they fall to the floor, I step out of them and kick them to the side with my other clothes, leaving me in just my black panties.

Alex’s eyes float over my body like a mist, and a chill runs through me right before heat blooms. They go down my legs, then back up, across my stomach, circling my breasts, up the column of my neck, stopping at my mouth, and then meet my eyes again.

I don’t cower away, I don’t try and cover up, and I don’t fidget. I just stand before him, letting him caress me in the way I’ve dreamt of–and needed–since his eyes met mine at the wedding and he didn’t look away.

His jaw ticks. “Keep going.” His voice drops an octave, and it hums over my skin – a black silk brushing my body.

Smoothing my hands up my outer thighs and across my stomach, I dip my thumbs beneath the thin fabric and slowly, ever so slowly, start to pull them down. Bending forward, his eyes go to my hanging breasts, and when my panties reach my ankles, I step out of one side. And as I go to straighten, something comes over me and I kick my foot out, tossing them to him.

Alex catches my panties with one hand and brings them to his nose, inhaling my scent, and sending a fresh wave of need straight to my core.

I’ve never stood so completely naked in front of a man before, and yet I’m not nervous and I’m not self-conscience.

His eyes are heated, dark, and filled with desire as he stares at the apex of my thighs, my panties still against his face.

“How does it feel?” he asks again, and I close my eyes, his strained voice letting me know he’s trying to hold back.

He’s trying to control himself, but at any second, he could explode, unleashing himself on me.

I told him I needed this.

I told him I dreamt of this.

And it’s even better than I imagined.

Alex’s eyes on me, all of me, is a feeling unlike any other.

“Wanted, desired, beautiful,” I tell him. He makes me feel all of that with just the caress of his eyes.

Shoving my panties in the pocket of his jeans, he fists and flexes his hands, trying to keep from touching me.

“Turn,” he commands, and I slowly spin around to face away from him.

Brushing my hair over my shoulder, I look back at him, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip as his eyes roam down the line of my spine, over the round globes of my ass, and down the length of my legs.

“Do you want more than just my eyes on you tonight, Melanie?”

My heart studders in my chest, and heat blooms through my body. Of course I want more than his eyes on me.

I nod, and almost as if in slow motion, Alex stands, and closes the distance between us in one step.

My hands tremble at my sides, but steady the moment he rests his on the outsides of my thighs.

Sighing, I lean back into him and close my eyes, letting myself justfeelnow.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs in my ear, and a moan catches in my throat. He slides his hands up my sides and around to the front, stopping right below my breasts.

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