Page 37 of Forever By Morning


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I laughed and took them. “I’m in luck.”

“If you’re cold, I can probably roll up a pair of sweats for you.”

I shook my head. “There’s a really nice fireplace downstairs.”

“It’s a good night for a fire. And some food.” He grabbed a pair of faded sweats and tugged them on. He crossed his arms. “Not gonna get dressed? You in a towel activates a whole different hunger.”

I let the towel dip until the tops of my breasts peeked from the oversized blue cotton.

He stood in front of me and picked up the T-shirt I’d set on the bed. “Lift your arms.”

“I can dress myself.”

His blue eyes darkened. “Up.”

Because I knew the towel would drop, I decided to play his game.

He stretched the shirt over my arms and slowly pulled it down. The faded red cotton obstructed my view for a moment and the lightly furred hair of his belly grazed my breast before he settled it down to cover me. He gently gathered my damp hair out of the shirt and down my back.

“I keep finding threadbare shirts to cover you in.” A muscle ticked in his jaw.

I tipped my chin up to meet his gaze. “On purpose?”

“Subconsciously maybe.” He brushed his thumb along my lower lip.

My nipples tightened. It seemed like that was their perpetual state of being around this man.

I laid my hands on the warm skin of his sides and some bold part of me decided reaching around to cup his butt was a good idea. What the heck was this man doing to me?

I’d never been one to instigate sex and here I was teasing him. It felt…good. Fun in ways I’d never allowed myself to be.

“That is not going to get you fed. Well, not with food anyway.”

My eyes widened as my gaze dropped to the front of his sweatpants.

He groaned. “Temptress.”

I leaned forward to brush a soft kiss on his ribs, right where his scar lay. “I’ve never been called that before in my life.” His abdominal muscles flexed as I lightly traced the ridges down to the fascinating vee at the top of his sweats.

He tried to step back, but I held onto his butt until he flexed under my touch. “Helena.”

I licked a line across the waistband to just below his navel. Bold with the obvious happy reaction of his body, I dragged at his sweats from the back, taking his underwear with it until the base of his cock came into view.

His hand slid around the back of my neck to my hair. “You sure about this?”

“I’m no expert, but it seems like you want this as much as I do.”

“Girl, I’ve thought of nothing else but those lips around my cock today.”

“Nothing?” I brought my hand around the front of his sweats and pushed them down to his thighs then wrapped my fingers around his shaft.

His head fell back. “Fuck.”

He was warm and hard. Actually, he was beyond warm. His skin was scorching, and his shaft filled my hand. He’d been so adamant to control our first time together, I hadn’t been able to really explore him.

And in the shower, he’d been focused on me.

I wasn’t used to this level of attention and wanted to reciprocate.

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