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“Cecelia Grove, do you know what you do to me?”
“What?” I was barely capable of speech, my head lolling back against his collarbones as wet, warm lips brushed against my shoulders.
“You make me forget everything. And at the same time, feel everything. It’s remarkable.” Those lips were slowly moving up my neck, his voice making the little hairs at the back of my neck stand on end.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes. And more than anything, I want to make you feel like that too. So I have a question for you, Cecelia.”
“A question?”
“Just one.”
“Ask it.”
“What do you want?”
I groaned in frustration, arching my hips back against that bulge. “I want to feel everything.”
“Define everything.”
“You asshole, stop teasing me.”
“Now, you know how it felt all those weeks, watching you, wanting this.” He gripped my thigh hard, rubbing himself against me.
“If I had known…”
“If you had known…then what?” His other hand dropped lower, pressing over the front of my body, the hem of the dress just below his touch. “Would you have let me touch you like this?”
“Yes. I would’ve.”
“Good.” His fingers brushed the front of my panties. Unable to stop myself, I whimpered. “Would you have let me taste you here?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Would you have let me fill you?”
“Fuck, Brady, yes.” My hands dropped to his wrist, where I pressed harder against his hand. Desperate for more pressure than his barely there touch provided. “Don’t tease me anymore.”
I felt his smile against my neck. And like a wire being tripped, I felt my words come into play. His finger pressed deep, both of us moaning against each other as he finally felt the need there. I was wet, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit as his finger slipped inside.
“You want more?”
I nodded frantically as he pushed me forward, my hands braced against the bed. For a long moment, I thought he would hike up my dress and take me from behind. An idea I wholeheartedly supported. But instead, his breath puffed over my spine as he unzipped my dress, the snap of my bra following. Both fell to the floor as his hands stole into the waistband of my thong. One quick moment, and it was between my ankles.
“Someday I want to fuck you like this. You bent over in front of me.” His words were like fire, spreading across my body as I ground back against him once again. The feeling of his jeans surprised me. I twisted, wanting to feel his skin.
“Your turn.” I reached for him, but he shook his head at me.
“Not tonight, Cecelia. Tonight is all for you.”
I licked my lips, letting him crowd me back onto the bed. When he followed me, the mattress dipped under our combined weight.
“Can I at least take off your clothing? You’re a little overdressed.”
Brady sent me an indulgent smile. Shrugging a little, he reached back to peel the shirt over his head, giving me an eyeful of that beautiful, toned torso. He didn’t stop me when my hands found their way to his body, running over the smooth angles and sharp edges as if every touch was giving me life. Which, I guess it was.
When he pressed me back, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, my eyes fluttered shut. “Brady,” I whispered, my hands tanging in his silky dark hair.
