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"No stepping. Not even on my tippy toes."
"Hmm." I slide my hand back down to her knee, studying the lass. "Have you ever seen a man naked?"
"Not in person."
"I can remedy that."
While cradling Calli in my arms, I rise and turn around to face the sofa. Her eyes have gone wide. I set her down on the cushions and take two steps backward to stand just past the coffee table. Her gaze stays glued to me while I unhook the button on my jeans. And I cannae help it. I flash her a smug smile as I pull the zipper down slowly, loving the way her tongue pokes out between her teeth and her attention is riveted to my groin as I unveil the length of myslatinch by inch. She runs her tongue over her lips like I'm the most succulent treat she's ever seen and she cannae wait to taste me. The more of my body I expose, the more ravenous her expression becomes.
My jeans slump to the floor. I step out of them and roll my shoulders back. "You're drooling again."
"Am not." She roams her gaze over my body from head to toe, but her focus gravitates back to my cock once she's done with her appraisal. The lass can't seem to tear her eyes away from my hardening length, and the longer she stares at it, the more blood rushes into myslat. She glances at my thighs but inevitably returns her hungry gaze to my dick. She slants forward, her mouth falling open, her tongue moistening her lower lip.
Fuck, if she doesn't stop looking at my cock that way, I mightcaithright in front of her. Is the not-innocent virgin ready for that?
I lower my erse onto the coffee table, facing her. My erection has grown stiff enough to wave in the air between us.
Calli shakes her head once, like she's struggling to cast off an erotic fantasy. I've decided that must be what she's doing, because she's been obsessed with my cock ever since I stripped off my jeans.
I tip toward her, spreading my thighs wide and letting my erection jut toward her. "One little step, that's all it takes."
She looks at me but seems unable to speak.
My cock is so amazing it leaves her speechless? I doubt that. The lass has never seen a naked man, though, so I assume that's why she can't summon any words.
"Ah well," I say, unfurling my body while my erection waves in her face. I grab my jeans and yank them on, then snag my shirt from the table and pull it on as well. Calli looks a bit disappointed that I've covered myself up, so I hook a finger under her chin, encouraging her to gaze up at me. "Donnae worry. You'll get an extended view—one day soon, for as long as you like—when we make love."
"You mean when we have sex."
"No." I lean in to press my lips to hers in a sweet kiss. "I mean when I make love to you, because we're going to fall in love. Soon."
She stares into my eyes like she's searching for something there. I imagine she still can't believe I'm serious about the two of us falling in love. Despite knowing she's still married, technically, I want her—for more than sex. Every new moment I spend with her convinces me even more that she is the woman for me.
I drop onto the sofa beside her, relaxing into the cushions, and link my hands behind my head. "Your turn."
"My what?"
With my feet propped on the table, I cross my ankles. "Your turn to undress."
Her jaw crashes down while she makes a soft croaking noise.
"I showed you mine," I say, raking my gaze over her clothed body, "so show me yours. I can tell you want to."
She pulls her knees up and grips them. "I'm not stripping for you."
I cover one of her hands with mine. "It's all right. One day you will. One day very soon. I can wait until you're ready, because once you show me everything, I'll know you're ready for the pleasure I can and will give you." I brush the backs of my fingers over her cheek. "And then I'll be inside you, stoking that fire I see burning in you right now, driving you toward an ecstasy that will leave you spent and satisfied beyond your wildest dreams."
"You're awfully certain you'll rock my world."
"Aye." I look at her with complete seriousness. "Because I will. Because I'll make sure of it. Nothing matters more than ensuring you feel all the pleasure you deserve."
She studies me like she can't quite decide whether to believe me. Maybe she's worrying again, about her almost ex-husband or the fact I live in Scotland. Calli seems to worry about a lot of things.
When she glances at the bulge of my cock, a delicate blush tints her cheeks.
"You're thinking about it," I say. "About sex. With me."
"Maybe I am. Doesn't mean I'll do anything about it."
