Page 33 of Thick Girls Pole


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“Give me a little while and I’m sure I’ll be up to the task.”

She stood and picked up her plate then mine and walked over to place them in the sink. I followed her with the serving bowls and set them on the counter.

“Do you use the dishwasher or just wash by hand?”

“Just set them in the sink. I’ll get them later.”

“You cooked. I’ll wash. Dishwasher or by hand?”

“Dishwasher.”

We worked in quiet domesticity. While she filled the dishwasher, I covered the leftovers and placed them in the refrigerator then wiped off the table. It felt so comfortable and I found myself wishing we could do this forever.

“Where’s the detergent?”

She opened the cupboard under the sink and bent to look inside. I walked over and opened the drawer right next to her. She straightened, putting us face-to-face.

We’ve been together for five hours and other than a quick peck when I first picked her up, I’ve barely touched her. It’s time to remedy that.

Keera’s eyes didn’t leave mine as I closed the drawer and took a step closer, backing her against the counter. Raising my hand, I cupped her jaw and stroked her cheek with my thumb.

"You are so beautiful." Her gaze didn’t leave mine, but her brow furrowed as if my words confused her. That or she doubted them. “You are. You’re perfect.”

Lowering my head, I sealed our mouths together in a kiss that expressed all my longing and desire. Keera’s tongue met mine stroke for stroke, so she must feel the same way. My hands skimmed along her luscious body, enjoying every dip and curve before settling on her breasts and molding them to fit my palm. Our mouths opened and closed over each other as I stroked my thumbs over her nipples in the same steady rhythm.

At some point my brain functioned enough to realize my whole body was leaning against her, pressing her into the counter. I slowly ended the kiss and Keera let out a little mewl of protest then screeched when I placed my hands on her waist and lifted until she was sitting on the counter. Stepping between her wide-spread thighs, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her forward until she was flush against me.

I nibbled at her bottom lip before fully placing my mouth over hers once again. Plowing my fingers through her thick hair, I tilted her head back and to the side, opening her further to my sensual exploration. Keera’s fingers curled into my scalp as the kiss went on and on, our tongues twirling in perfect tempo.

Keera loosened her hold on my head, pulled her mouth from mine, and sucked in a breath. I took the opportunity to lean forward and drag my mouth along the column of her perfect neck. Kissing my way down to her collarbone, I nibbled at the pulse breathing wildly at the base of her throat. Her fingers dug into my hair again as I reversed direction and kissed my way back up her neck.

I pulled back just far enough to meet her gaze. Her dilated pupils made her blue eyes look almost black but there was something lingering just beneath the desire.

Taking another step back, I rested my hands on the counter on either side of her hips.

“Keera?”

“Hmm?”

She released my hair and placed her hands on my shoulders.

“Things are getting a little intense here and I’d be more than happy to move somewhere more comfortable. But if you’re not ready, that’s okay too.”

“No, I do want this. So much.” She frowned then shook her head. “I just don’t think my mind and body are on the same page just yet.”

I stepped back and helped her off the counter and interlaced our fingers together.

“Come on, let’s go watch a movie.”

She blinked up at me, confused at first, then her mouth curled into a smile.

“You may possibly be the most perfect man in the world, Simon Parker.”

Leaning forward, I kissed her forehead.

“I won’t argue with that.”

CHAPTER11

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