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Dropping to my knees. I place a hand on each ankle and slowly let my hands climb. I take my time feeling every inch of her soft skin until I reach the waistband of the tiny shorts she’s wearing. “We’re not going to be needing these,” I tell her as I slip my index finger under the waistband and begin to slide them over her thighs.
When the fabric falls to her ankles, she braces her hands on my shoulders without being told and steps out one foot at a time, and I push the shorts to the side. Sitting back on my haunches, I stare at the sexy woman before me. She’s in nothing but a white pair of cotton panties that I want to tear from her creamy white skin.
She moves her hands to cover her breasts, but I pull them down. “Don’t. Please, don’t ever hide from me.”
My fingers dance over her ribs and rest on her small hips. “We need to get rid of these,” I say, tracing my index finger under the hem of her panties. “Are you attached to them?”
“To my panties?” she asks, confused. “No. I’m not attached.”
“Good.” My voice is raspy, and my cock is hard as steel as I grip one side of her panties and tear them. I quickly move to the other side, repeating the process, letting them fall to the floor between us.
“Spencer.” She half laughs and half scolds me. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“I asked you if you were attached to them.”
“I didn’t think that meant that you would be tearing them from my body.”
“That’s what your Viking did,” I tell her. “In fact, he was very rough with your heroine.”
“They’re… not mine. The Vikings, their fantasies are not mine,” she says, pausing as I place a gentle kiss just above her pussy.
“They might not be yours, but it was your romance book that you were reading. The genre that you love, and tonight we’re going all in. The fiction you fantasize about is about to be your new reality, Charlie girl.”
She whimpers, and my cock twitches. “Did you read that scene, Charlie?”
She shakes her head, and I smile. “Do you want to before we get started, or do you trust me?”
“I trust you.”
With those three words coming from her, I feel like I’m the king of the fucking world. With one hand on her hip, I take the other and allow my fingers to trace the lips of her pussy. She’s already wet and ready for me, and my mouth waters for what comes next. Not able to resist, I lean in, flicking my tongue over her clit, and she moans, a deep sound from somewhere in the back of her throat, and I want to stay right here. Fuck the scene, but I can’t do that. This is what I promised her, and I’m a man of my word. Besides, I’ll be getting what I want soon enough.
Standing to my full height, I lick my lips, and her eyes watch the trace of my tongue as I taste her.
“Are you getting undressed?” she asks me.
“The Viking only lost his shirt,” I tell her.
“We can make our own rules, Spencer.”
“Nah, not tonight, baby. We have a script to stick to.” My hands rest on her hips and move to squeeze her ass cheeks. “When I lift you, I want you to wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck.”
“Okay.”
My hands slide back to her hips, and I lift her off the floor. She immediately wraps those long, sexy-as-fuck legs around me, and her arms go around my neck. “Good girl,” I praise, just like the Viking did, and she preens.
Her eyes are closed but pop open once we start to move. “What are we doing?” she asks as I move us away from the bed.
“We’re about to get to the fun part,” I assure her. “Kiss me.” The couple in the book were frantic as they devoured each other, and while I want that, I know the woman in my arms is still uncertain about us, about what I’m about to do, so I want her to have this piece of control. I might be telling her what to do, but she’s going to set the pace. She’s going to determine when this scene really gets underway.
I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t for Charlotte to bury her hands in my hair and fuse her lips with mine. There isn’t an ounce of hesitation as her tongue licks at my lips or as she slides inside once I open for her. She takes what she wants. I thought there was no way she could be any sexier, but this, her taking what she wants, what she needs, not hesitating to lead, that’s sexy as fuck.
I walk us to the wall and press her back against it while she’s still in my arms. I kiss her as if my life depends on it. She rubs her wet pussy over my thankfully still-clothed cock, because I don’t know that I would have been able to stop from sliding inside her. It’s taking all I have not to reach between us, tear open my zipper, pull out my cock, and demand that she ride me.
That’s not what happened in her book.
I need to move this along.
I grip her ass, and she moans into my mouth. Tearing my lips from hers, I pull back enough to stare into her big blue eyes. “Relax your legs,” I tell her.
