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She stood away from him, holding her arms straight from her body. “I’m yours for the taking.”
He stripped her dress over her head, flicked the hook on the back of a navy lace bra, and dropped his mouth to her breasts. He pushed her panties aside and delved a finger inside of her. She was soaking for him. He slid off the stool and went down on his knees and tongued her clit until she squirmed beneath his mouth.
“God, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever known in my life.” She stood before him in her lacy panties and black boots. He moved his hands up her body and cupped her breasts.
Her hands threaded through his hair. Her legs trembled. If he didn’t get her on her back soon, they’d be doing it on her vinyl kitchen floor.
He stood up and walked her backward into the tiny living area, moving his hands from her only to take the blanket from the couch and spread it on the thin brown carpet. He laid on the floor, with her hand in his and tugged.
“Not so fast, Mr.” She put one of her booted legs on the other side of him.
He lifted his other hand and she used it to lower to her knees above his mouth. “That’s it,” he said. “More. Let me taste you. Just like this.” He breathed on her through her panties, the spicy scent of her almost making him come in his jeans. He pushed aside her panties to reach her pussy and made love to her with his mouth, holding her hips in place with his hands.
He maneuvered her back and forth to accommodate him. “Yeah, that’s it, babe. Use my tongue. I’m here.”
“Aiden. Aiden.”
“You got this.” He turned his head and bit the inside of her thigh then sucked where he bit. Her panties worked their way back to obstructing his path and, in a frustrated fit, he tore them away, and took her hard and fast until she broke, her legs trembling. He lapped her up until she collapsed on top of him in a heap of mush.
Her orgasm dampened his stomach. He wrapped her in a hug. “You slept in your boots last night.”
“I—yes.”
She rose, pushing up against his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “This doesn’t really solve anything, you know.”
“No, I suppose not.” He had to let her go. She was talented and destined for great things. He would not be the one to stand in her way. And as much as he wanted to bury himself inside her incinerating heat, he had no fucking condoms.
He pulled her back down on top of him and rested his lips on the column of her neck. “When do they want you in Louisville?”
“Next Monday. I’m supposed to call today.”
He had a week.
17
Three monthslater
EVERY SAVAGE CAN DANCE:
THE BALLROOM ANTICS OF JANE AUSTEN’S ERA
ACT I, SCENE 1: HANNAH AND ELINOR. (STANDING AT FRENCH DOORS, THEIR FANS FLUTTERING IN SEDUCTIVE MANNER).
ACROSS THE ROOM, LORD PARKS ENTERS THE BALLROOM.
Hannah
(Bored)
What’s wrong with him?
Elinor
(Sniffs in disdain)
His nose is bulbous.
Hannah
