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He leaned over and kissed her neck, her cheek, both eyes, her nose, and then landed on her mouth.
All thoughts of murder and being stalked disappeared. Ariel wanted Preston. Now. When, and if Benson, joined them, all the better. Being able to focus on one man at a time would be divine.
She leaned back. “How about I take off your clothes?”
“I love the way you think.” As if she hadn’t suggested she wanted to be the one to remove his clothes, he ditched his shoes and then took off his jeans.
“I wanted to have that pleasure.”
He grinned. “I’m still wearing a shirt. Take that off.”
Preston then kissed her again, preventing her from doing anything other than enjoying his warmth and sensuality.
The man could be quite infuriating, but oh so lovable. Ariel gave up trying to control things. For now, she wanted to become lost in what Preston was doing to her mind and body. She was falling in love with him, and the feeling was new and wonderful.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and grabbed his ass. When she pulled him toward her, his hard cock pressed against her stomach.
He broke the drugging kiss. “Is someone wanting to be fucked?”
She smiled. “Such a dirty mouth.”
“I have a feeling you like it that way.”
Did she? Ariel wasn’t exactly the adventurous type—until she met these men. “How about we take this to the bed and see what comes up.”
He stepped out of her grasp and took hold of his cock. “Are you saying that I’m not hard enough for you?”
No answer would be a good one. “It’s kind of soft, but I bet if I lick it, we could make it more functional.”
Preston burst out laughing. “I don’t think anyone has ever said that to me.” He swung her up into his arms. “I’m going to take you up on that offer. He stepped over to the bed and gently tossed her on top.
Not wanting to wait any longer, Ariel ditched her shoes and was in the process of lowering her jeans, when Preston stayed her hand. “Let me.”
“Okay, but don’t take too long.”
“Don’t tell me you’re turned on?”
“Maybe a little, but a few licks and touches here and there might help put me more in the mood.”
He grinned, looking like a predator. “Oh, you’ll be in the mood when I’m done. In fact, you’ll be begging me to take you. Hard.”
“Fine, but I need to go first. And that means, your shirt has to go.”
“I have no problem with that. The sooner I’m naked, the sooner I’m able to delve into your sweetness.”
Ariel rose to her knees and swatted his hands away. “I want to do it.”
“You’re the boss.”
That was the furthest thing from the truth. Slowly, she slid her hands under the soft, form-fitting material. As she dragged her fingers upward, hair prickled her palms—hair that she swore hadn’t been there before. Did he shave his chest? Most likely. She’d heard that many men did. Right now, that didn’t matter.
“If you take any more time, I’m going to do it myself,” he said.
“Sorry. Your incredible body distracted me.”
He twirled one of her curls in his fingers. “You distract me all the time. In fact, it’s hard to go a minute without thinking of you.”
She stilled. That almost sounded like a profession of love. If not love, at least lust. “You’re on my mind all the time too.”
