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My knees twitched as the nearly painful ache to have her swept over me again. Fuck the rest of it, I wanted her now. My bedroom seemed a million miles away. Luckily my enormous navy blue sectional was conveniently to my left. Pivoting, I tipped my heel and sent us sprawling back into the overstuffed sofa.
My back hit first, with the deliciously warm weight of Cici dropping over me an instant later. Her hands pressed into my chest, propping herself up and running fingers through her hair as she sat up across my lap.
“You call this flat?”
I reared up, my hands slipping around the back of her neck to tug her down. “You’ve got a really smart mouth. You know that, right?” I held her tightly, right where I wanted her. My hands circled around, my thumb gently tugging across the swollen flesh of her lips. Her breath hitched.
“I’ve been told.”
“Good thing you taste so sweet, then.”
Her cheeks flushed red, and I took the chance to rear up and plant my mouth over hers. Sweetness be damned, I could feel the heat of her crotch over mine. And the instant I tasted her again, I was aching for more. I wasn’t the only one either. Cici wasn’t unaffected. Her hips were pressing against mine, rocking against my hard-on as our mouths met and clashed.
“Brady…” The word against my lips was a beg, and the pride that stemmed from making her sound like that sent fire through my blood.
“Yes, Cecelia?”
“Please…”
“Please what…?”
She pushed back, those deep blue eyes sweeping my body beneath her. It took every ounce of my willpower to remain still under her inspection. Cici rose above me, her hands sliding over my body, tracing along my shirt to where I’d loosened my collar.
Her nails bit into my skin there, just for an instant. I hissed. But before I could respond, her hands began to creep down my shirt, the buttons falling open in the wake of them.
She leaned forward, and instinctively I dropped my hands to her thighs, where I squeezed them, fighting the pressure to flip us over, to take control back again..
I’d been holding back for weeks, dying to ask her to dinner. Sure, I’d screwed up the first attempt this morning. Who would’ve guessed a stupid one-liner at Liam’s engagement party would lead me here?
“Condoms are in my bedroom. Let me…” I pushed up on the sofa, my mind already hazy with need.
“I have an IUD and haven’t been with anybody for months.”
I let my body slip back into the cushions. “I’m clean too. You’re sure? You want this?”
“So badly.” Cici’s hips danced against mine once more. “Up.”
I smirked, shuffling my shoulder as she pushed, and together we rid me of my shirt and jacket in one swoop. Her fingers trailed down my chest as I sat back.
“Cecelia,” I started.
Her finger dropped over my lips, silencing me as she stared. “You’re telling me you’ve been sitting across from me for weeks, looking like this…and I never realized it? I’m so freaking disappointed in myself.”
“What?” I rose up on my elbows, my belly tight under her.
“Because damn, Brady. Damn.” Cici’s voice may have been teasing, but there was nothing humorous about the way she was looking at me. It lit the fire in my blood once again.
I laughed, but only once. My humor was losing the internal battle with the pounding arousal that stemmed from those careful, rocking movements she was still making against me. I wondered if she even knew what she was doing.
“Glad you approve. Now give me that dress.”
“I thought you liked it.” Those plump lips of her pouted at me.
“I’ll like it even better on the floor.”
She raised her hands, and without preamble I reached up, yanking the dress from her body. My back arched involuntarily as her body came into sight, starting with those long, pale legs that were splayed so beautifully across my hips.
My deeper skin tone was highlighted by the pale-pink lace that covered her hips. I traced the edge with my fingers, across to her belly button, and skimmed higher to press my hands against the matching fabric over her breasts.
