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When we’re standing on my front porch, as enticing as she looks, I hesitate.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask because I like her. Because she deserves it. Because I saw hesitation in her eyes on more than one occasion tonight. I’m not sure why or what it is, but I need to be sure. I need to hear that she wants this as much as I do.
“I’m sure.” Her hand caresses my cheek.
Making our way inside, her hand breaks free of mine as she walks into the living space.
“You have a very nice home.”
“Mm-hm.” My uninjured arm snakes around her waist as my lips drop kisses from her neck to her shoulder.
“That’s it?” she asks with a laugh.
“That’s it.” I slip my hand under her shirt and glide up to her breast, instilling a moan from her… and from me. This one-handed bullshit has to go. Shoulder be damned, I need to touch her. Really touch her. Sliding my arm out of my sling, my right hand follows suit of the left and finds her breast.
“Carter, your arm.”
I appreciate the sentiment, considering it’s not often a one-night stand gives a shit about your well-being.
“It’s fine,” I lie, trying to fight through the jolt of pain that radiates through my arm.
I need this… I need her. Arm be damned.
As if she senses the pain, she eases out of my arms and turns away from me. Her arms snake behind her reaching for the zipper of her dress and slowly slides it down. I’m not sure what’s hurting more, my shoulder or my cock with the anticipation of seeing her completely naked.
Her dress falls to the floor.
Who is this woman and what did I do to deserve her? She not only gave me a sensual strip tease, but she did it with the intention of giving me time to get my shit together.
As much as I hate to, I put the sling back on.
“Look at me,” I tell her.
When she turns… Fuck.
Naked, bottom lip between her teeth, she has a look in her electric blue eyes that nearly makes me come. I curse my fucking shoulder and the pain because right now, I want to hoist her against the wall and fuck her like crazy.
“You look a little overdressed.” She saunters over to me without an ounce of insecurity in her stride. Confidence like this in a woman is rare and sexy as hell.
My hand drops to my belt, but before I can do anything, she reaches me and moves my hand.
“Please, allow me.” The words come out like a purr and go straight to my dick.
Quickly working my belt and zipper quickly, she shoves my pants and boxers down around my ankles. There’s a wicked smile on her face as she gives me a slight shove, pushing me onto the sofa, and I stare up at her with complete fucking adoration.
This woman is so much more than I expected. Sexy. Fun. Considerate. Kind. Definitely not one-night stand material. She’s forever material.
While that shit should be the last thing on my mind right now, there it is, seeping in. One night with this woman isn’t going to be enough, not even close.
“Why don’t you let me,”—she positions herself over me, knees flanking my hips—“take care of you.” Her mouth next to my ear, she whispers reassurance. “I promise you’ll like it.”
She doesn’t need to convince me. There isn’t much I don’t like about this woman right now.
“Not a doubt in my mind.”
“Good. Then sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.”
“Wallet. Condom.”
