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His touch.
His mouth.
His body.
“I want you,” I manage to utter as Mack trails kisses down my neck, stopping just above the neckline of my dress. “God, I want you.”
Without warning, he sweeps me off my feet and carries me to his bedroom.
“This dress is my new favorite thing to see you in,” he says, placing my feet back on the floor beside his bed. “So, I’m going to need you to take it off because if I do it, it won’t escape unscathed, but I really need to see you naked.”
“You’ve already seen me naked,” I taunt, loving that even in the heat of the moment we haven’t lost the familiar levity between us.
He nods. “That didn’t count. It wasn’t about that.”
My heart warms even more for this man and all the facets of his being. He’s so much more than the big league catcher with a reputation. He’s kindhearted and compassionate. He cares more about others than he does himself.
And why am I going all mushy at a time like this?
Just get naked, Greer!
Reaching behind me, I keep my eyes on Mack as I unfasten the small closure at the top of the dress then slide the zipper down. When I let go of the dress and it pools at my feet, I watch as he realizes what I’m wearing underneath.
“Holy fuck,” he grunts, running a hand over his mouth and then crossing his arms over his chest.
“I couldn’t risk having panty lines,” I tell him, brushing my hair over my shoulder as I stand naked as the day I was born.
Mack almost looks angry as he runs his teeth over his bottom lip. “If I had known you didn’t have anything under that dress,” he swears, swallowing hard. “Fuck, Greer.”
Smiling like that cat that ate the canary, I step over the green satin. “This tux is really sexy, but it also has to go.”
Unlike Mack, I don’t just stand there and watch, I help him undress.
First, with the bow tie.
Then, the buttons of his shirt.
When he’s standing before me in nothing but his slacks, I run my hands down his ripped chest, appreciating each defined ab. He’s a work of art—chiseled and sculpted in all the right places. Even though I’ve seen and felt his body, I didn’t allow myself to indulge.
But not tonight.
Tonight I’m not playing it safe.
I want it all.
Dropping to my knees, I reach for the zipper of his pants and I hear Mack suck in a sharp breath and watch as his muscles spasm in expectation.
“Greer.” My name is like a warning and a prayer all mixed into one and it does nothing but increase my desire.
As I work the button of his pants and then drop the zipper, my core aches.
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone as much as I want this man. It’s like the last few weeks of pretending has been a lengthy, drawn-out game of foreplay, and now I’m seconds away from combusting at just the thought of—
Once I slip Mack’s pants and boxers down his trimmed hips and past his thick thighs, I’m face-to-face with the most beautiful penis I’ve ever seen.
It’s long and thick and proud, jutting up against his stomach, that elusive piercing on display, and my mouth begins to water as my pussy clenches with need.
Squeezing my thighs together to curb the ache, I lean forward and flick my tongue against the shiny barbell.
