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“You’re not sure?” he echoes, his gaze searching mine.
“I mean, I think so.” Oh, God, the utter and total humiliation I’m experiencing right now is enough to make me spiral into a full-blown meltdown.
“Do we need to try again to be sure?”
What?His question throws me off-guard and it’s the last thing I’m expecting. As much as I’d like to play this off like I’m an experienced woman who has had plenty of lovers, Dash would know I’m lying to him. He’s far too perceptive. So, instead, I tell him the mortifying truth.
“I’ve never, um, had…” But the words are stuck in my throat, caught in a self-conscious tangle.
He releases my curl and it springs back up. “An orgasm?” he guesses.
“An orgasm with a man,” I say softly, staring at his chest, unable to make eye contact.
“And why’s that?” he asks, sliding his jacket off and tossing it aside. When I don’t respond, he tucks a finger under my chin and tilts my head up, forcing me to look up at him. “Lake?”
“What I was going to say is I’ve never had sex.”There.Now it’s out there and he can go ahead and look at me like I have three heads.
But he doesn’t. Again, he takes me by complete surprise when he releases my chin and gently caresses my jawline.
“Never?” he repeats.
His callused touch sends shivers through my body and I’m one second away from falling into his arms. I want to bury my face into his chest and forget this entire conversation, but instead, he lifts his other hand and grasps my face.
“Do you have any idea how desirable you are?” he murmurs.
A part of me wants to laugh and deny it, but the heated look he’s giving me tells me it’s the truth.
Dash Slater, badass extraordinaire, wants little ol’ me. Badly.
As his head lowers, my stomach flips, and then he’s kissing me like I’ve never been kissed before.Slowly, passionately and, God, so very thoroughly.Hunger makes me lean into him, open my mouth and kiss him back with a fervor that I didn’t even know I possessed. His warm tongue slides past my lips, exploring, tasting, driving me crazy with need.
I’m lost to him and I have no idea how much time passes before his hands slide down and around, covering my ass. Then he’s lifting me up against the hard length of his body while he continues plundering my mouth. Relentlessly. I mimic his moves, keeping up as best as I can, and press closer.
Finally, Dash tears his mouth away, chest rising and falling just as hard as mine. His attention drops to my bikini top and he swears under his breath. A quick glance down reveals that I’m practically spilling out of the cups, so I quickly adjust them.
“Sailor bought me a size too small,” I say.
“Do you know how hard it’s been seeing you in that outfit and not touching you?” he rasps.
I have no idea where my sudden boldness comes from, but I reach for one of his large hands, lift it up and lay it over the plump swelling of my breast. “You can touch me,” I whisper.
“Christ,” he hisses, rounding his hand over my breast. Then he lifts the other and does the same thing. Cupping, lightly squeezing. My head falls back, eyes closing, as pleasure zings through every nerve ending then pools down low between my thighs creating an ache of epic proportion.
The moment he reaches inside and lifts one of my breasts free from the cup, baring it, my eyes snap back open. I suck in a sharp breath when he lowers his head and begins kissing and licking my flesh, making my nipples pebble. When he pulls one peak into his mouth, sucking and nipping gently, a humming sound escapes from deep within my throat and I shove my hands through his hair, lightly tugging.
I’m not sure when Dash pushed my coat off, but it’s laying on the floor and now he’s reaching around and unclasping my sparkly top. With a quick snap, it releases and Dash slides the straps down my arms and tosses it on top of the coat.
My nerves flutter as I stand here topless in front of him. I’ve never felt so vulnerable in my life. His hot teal gaze slides over my nakedness with appreciation and a scorching heat.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says huskily. “I want to devour you, Lake.”
His words make me brazen. “Go ahead,” I invite, offering myself to him. If I’m going to finally have sex, I’m confident Dash Slater is a choice I won’t regret. And I may as well take advantage of our limited time together. Because after this adventure is over, he’ll probably move on to greener, more experienced pastures. Back to the gorgeous, worldly women who are more his type.
Dash watches me closely as I unzip my thigh high boots and kick them off. Then he unknots his tie, tosses it and slowly begins unbuttoning his white shirt. My breathing increases and I admire his muscled chest and the tan, ridged abs below. I lick my lips.Mmm.Talk about perfection. When he shrugs the shirt off, letting it drop to the floor, I immediately look over at the raised scars on his side and my curiosity flares.
Who hurt him? What happened?Now isn’t the time to ask and I’m not even sure he’d tell me. But knowing the pain he must’ve endured at some point makes me go all Mama Bear and I want to kiss each mark.
But the moment Dash unbuckles his belt, my thoughts turn all hazy.
