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“Don’t forget I have a brain. If I didn’t want to be with you, I wouldn’t be. I love you, Abe.”
“Prove it.”
“What?”
“Strip for me.” He skimmed his hands over my bottom. “Tempt me. I want you to offer your body on a silver platter, then invite me to devour you.”
I studied him for a long second. He wasn’t joking. “And what are you going to do to prove you love me?”
An oh so sexy grin appeared on his handsome face. “Give you the ride of your life. I will worship your body and make your first time so pleasurable your head will explode.”
My cocky, confident man—it was game on.
“Alrighty then.” I slowly brushed my tongue along his bottom lip. “Put some music on.”
“I made a playlist just for tonight.” He took his phone out of his back pocket. “I want to see you shake your ass to your favorite song.” He winked as Christina Aguilera came on. “Ain’t No Other Man” was, in fact, my jam.
“God, you’re sexy when you’re sweet to me.” I moved my body sensually, swaying my hips and raising my hands above my head. This wasn’t the first time I danced to this song for Abe. He’d seen me plenty of times. I just never took my clothes off.
“So beautiful.” Abe tracked me like a hungry wolf as he removed his shirt and boots, not once taking his eyes off me. He dug his teeth into his bottom lip as I wiggled out of my denim shorts.
The song wasn’t long, so I needed to time my striptease properly. I was getting hot and bothered, anticipation building like a volcano preparing to spew hot lava over the land.
I sashayed toward Abe, took his big hands, and placed them on my ass. I shook my bottom like a pendulum with his assistance, rubbing his rough palms over my skin, working us both up.
“Fuck,” he groaned, squeezing my flesh. “You’re perfect, not a mark or scar anywhere on your body.” It was good he didn’t mention the small bruise my dad had given me.
I released his hands, happy he continued to hold on to me. I slowly lifted my shirt off and tossed it on the floor. Abe kissed down my spine. When he got to the clasp on my bra, he did the honors, unhooking it. I cupped my breasts, hesitant for him to see them. It wasn’t like I had anything to be embarrassed about. I thought my boobs were great, but no guy had ever seen me naked before.
But this was Abe.
The man I loved.
There was no reason to be shy with him.
I turned around to face him and let my bra fall to my feet. I watched him drink me in for a long second. He appeared mesmerized, like he’d never seen a naked girl before, which was laughable. I refrained from giggling, though, so I didn’t piss him off.
“On the bed,” I told him.
He scooted to the center of the mattress and leaned against the pillows. The song would end any second. He’d requested I serve myself up on a silver platter. What my man asked for, I would give him without question.
With my tits dangling to and fro, I tugged my panties down, then tossed them at my turned-on man. He caught them in one hand and smashed them to his nose to inhale my scent. His smoldering gaze ignited into a roaring fire.
My body heated, my pussy pulsing as I climbed onto the bed. I tried to crawl toward Abe in a sexy way, but I was too aroused to give a shit about how I looked. Sitting astride his stomach, I bucked my pelvis, avoiding his rock-solid abs mere inches from my pussy. Strands of my long blonde hair stuck to my hot skin. I probably looked like a fool, but again, I didn’t care.
The song ended, and another began. Abe laid on his back and took my hand, pulling my toward his face.
“Serve yourself up to me, baby.”
Sure, I’d love to, but what did he mean?
As if hearing my thoughts, he grabbed my hips and raised me to my knees. “Stay like that.”
“Okay. Why?”
“Fuck, I’ve dreamed of this.” He scooted down so his head was between my legs and his face was directly under my pussy. “So I can eat you out.” He lifted his head a little and swiped his tongue across my opening.
“Oh my gosh!” I nearly toppled over from the incredible sensations sparking through me. “Oh, Abe. I… Oh wow.” I had to keep from smothering him with my pussy. If I could lower onto his mouth and grind until my heart’s content, that would be epic.
