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NINE
CLAMPETTS COME TO TOWN
LIVY
He rubs a hand up and down my spine. “It was the best I could do on the fly.”
“You were protecting me.” It’s a statement, not a question. I pull back, looking back and forth between his eyes. Layton isn’t hard to read, and right now, he’s open. “Why?”
“You’re the most interesting woman I’ve ever met.” He shrugs. “Besides, I don’t mind watching you walk around our building in those little spandex outfits either.” And then as if he can’t help himself, he adds, “Would be a shame to lose that if I could help it.”
The relief I feel is palpable, and I smile, not able to help myself. “So, it’s just about the yoga pants?” I lift, ever so slowly, tentative at what comes next, and touch my lips to his.
They’re pillowy soft and give beneath mine, welcoming me. His thick arms wrap around me, caging me in an erotic dance of push and pull. I’m fairly certain that the control I have is only what he’s ceded to me. Layton Ranger isn’t one to allow anyone else to be in control.
His hands move over my back, down my butt, and back to my ribs. Abruptly, he lifts me to straddle him and leans back to study me.
His eyes follow his fingers as he teases under the swell of my breasts. He watches his long index finger as it trails from between them to my belly button and plays along the band of my yoga pants.
I am putty in his hands as he pulls my torso to him and sucks a nipple through the fabric of my sports bra.
“Pixie, I want to fuck you. I can only imagine your tight cunt wrapped around me.”
My face flames. No one has ever spoken to me this way. It’s carnal. Raw. So sexy.
Before I can reply, though, he continues, “But tonight is not the night for that.”
I don’t know what my face says, but I don’t want him to see it, so I look away, avoiding his gaze. My body flushes as embarrassment takes hold. I’m so tired of not being enough for any-freaking-body, even if it’s just a casual lay.
“Gotta say, the disappointment on your face makes my fucking day. Do you want my cock as much as I want to give it to you?” His thumb and forefinger take my chin and turn my face to his full on. “Why are you hiding from me?”
I shrug, not trusting my voice to respond.
He waits. The pause is so long that I want to fill the awkward silence. He must not feel the same need because he looks at me. He’s holding my gaze, sitting quietly. It’s a weird intimacy, like there’s no need to rush to fill the void.
“No one’s ever spoken to me like that.”
“No one’s ever told you how beautiful you are? How good you feel? You’ve never had anyone tell you how they want to make you feel?”
I shake my head, as much as I’m able with my chin still in his fingers.
He winks. “Happy to be your first, Pix. I’m looking forward to exploring more of those firsts with you.”
I attempt to climb off of him, but he cages me in place by his arms.
“Not yet.”
“Why do you, um, not want to, er—?” I wish I didn’t sound like an inexperienced fourteen-year-old.
His megawatt grin splits his face. “Can’t say the words? Come on, try. For me…” He’s practically cooing at me.
“Do you always get your way, Layton?”
“We’ll see.” His eyebrows rise and fall. “Now say the words.”
I shake my head.
“Then tell me what you’d like to do to me.”
