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And then her voice was playful.
“It was vague, too. I don’t remember much.”
It was spectacular, this moment, this hope that rose to clutch his throat. But he refused to mess it up, refused to second-guess it and doubt like he had all these days when the answer had been looking him right in the face. He met her gaze once more, her gray eyes so powerful in their openness and the shadow of uncertainty still not erased.
“Oh. Then perhaps I should help you recall it.”
He took that uncertainty and wrapped it delicately in his hand while he leaned forward and captured her mouth in his—just like the kiss last night, except this one was gentler. Her taste seeped in immediately, as potent as it had been last night, willing him to just bask at the moment before he moved his lips. She moved hers in turn, exploring him lazily but with a buzzing underneath that promised more. It tugged at his belly and tightened his gut. It had him leaning over further until he was half on top of her, his elbows the only things keeping him from flattening her. When they broke the kiss, his pulse was going crazy.
“Do you remember it now?”
Her breathing was erratic, but she stubbornly shook her head. “Just a bit. It’s still pretty fuzzy. Maybe you should kiss me some more.”
Oh, this woman.
“You were moaning quite well for me, sweetheart. Should I make you moan again?”
“Did you? I don’t recall that, either.”
Charlie grinned and accepted the challenge. The next kiss was no longer gentle as passion swept them sideways before hunger took over: stark, ravenous, trembling with the kind of pent-up need that told him he wasn’t that far from snapping. When his elbows gave way, his body pressed against her, molding to her warm, tight skin and grinding once. She ground back, snug center brushing against his erection, urging him to rip clothes off until nothing was stopping him from slipping inside her.
Virgin,his mind reprimanded.Don’t screw her like a madman.
He kept grinding, mirroring the strokes of his tongue. Then hers curled and sucked. He bit back a curse, retreated, and couldn’t help smirking when she reached out for him with a whimper. The sight of her flushed state had his mouth going dry before his gaze latched on to stiff nipples pushing against her top.
“I remember now, Charlie, but I want more. Please don’t stop.”
Only an idiot would stop, and he had decided not to be an idiot anymore.
“I won’t. I promise.”
But he didn’t kiss her mouth, pressing his lips down her jaw instead before he traced a line down her neck, then her chest. He played with the straps of her top, letting the suspense linger before he tugged them down. The sight of her bare tits sent flashbacks of her rising out of the water, but now he was closer than ever and able to do more than look. Experimentally, he blew a breath into one and watched it distend further.
“Charlie?”
“I did promise. But I’m going to take my time with you, Daria.”
He closed his lips over a nipple and took his time, massaging the other and teasing the tip to the same aroused state. He licked and sucked until she writhed against him, but couldn’t help groaning helplessly when his fingers found her under her dress and finally touched.
“You are wet. Why are you so wet?”
“Why do you think?” she shot back, then fell back on the pillow with a sigh. “Charlie, please.”
He gave in, sliding a finger in, then two. He rolled into a motion that had her rolling back until she was essentially riding his hand. The loss of shyness had his system scorching up, so he took off his shirt and closed his eyes when her hands automatically wandered. Fingers flew down his belly, feeling up his abs. When one attempted to slide down his bulge, he stopped her with a strangled breath.
“No. Not yet.”
“Why?”
“Today is all about you.”
Before he could change his mind and let her fist him, he lowered his head and rained kisses down her trembling thighs. Then he had to take a moment when he slipped her panties off and she spread her legs for him, allowing him a view of what he longed for the most. It glistened and made him imagine how she would squeeze against his cock, pulling at yet another strain on self-control. In response, he kissed her entrance and waited for her to stop trembling so she could look at him.
“I told you.”
Hazy gray eyes locked in. “What?”
“That my tongue can do wicked things.”
