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My eyes drop to his chiseled body, down over his abs to the trail of dark hair that disappears into his pants.
Aah . . . he’s so ridiculously hot, I can’t stand it.
He spins me away from himself and begins to unlace my corset. “Get that fucking thing off,” he whispers. He pulls it with a tight jerk, and I smile at the wall. He’s desperate to get me naked.
He gets to work unlacing my dress. If only he knew that I had to call a hotel cleaner into my room earlier to lace me into the damn thing. Not one of my coolest moments, but I had faith that the dress would pay off, and it turns out that it certainly has.
He slides my dress down over my hips and takes my hand to help me step out of it. His eyes drop down my body, and when they rise to my face, they are blazing with desire.
My heart somersaults. I don’t think anyone has ever looked at me like that before.
Stay out of this, heart. Tonight is none of your concern, and don’t go getting any ideas. This is a physical intel mission only.
He drops to his knees and kisses me there through my panties. My breath is quivering as I struggle to breathe. Without another word he slides them down my legs and takes them off. He looks up at me from the ground, and suddenly the mood of the room has changed, no longer desperate and horny.
There’s a silence, a deep ache, and longing. Perhaps even an understanding that this is more . . . or maybe that’s just my wishful thinking.
He stands, and his lips drop to my collarbone. And he slowly kisses up my neck as he reaches around and undoes my bra. I can’t string two words together, so I stay quiet and let him lead the way. My body’s reaction to him is out of this world.
It’s like I can feel something shifting deep within my DNA, a longing that has never been met, a thousand goose bumps, a million senses waking from a dormant sleep.
He holds his arm out from his side and drops my bra onto the ground in a dramatic fashion, and I stand before him, naked and vulnerable.
His eyes roam over my skin and down over my sex and come up to linger on my breasts as I hold my breath.
Say something.
“You’re more beautiful than I remembered,” he murmurs as his eyes meet mine. “And trust me, I’ve remembered that moment a lot.”
There it is—a glimmer of softness.
“I need you naked,” I whisper.
He holds his hands out wide. “I’m all yours.”
Mine.
I step closer and run my hands up over his broad chest, and if I’m not mistaken, he’s not breathing either. I bend and kiss his chest as it rises and falls. I put my hand over his heart and feel it race beneath my fingers.
My eyes search his. And what the hell is going on here?
Focus.
I undo the buckle on his belt and slide it out of his pants. And then I undo the button and fly. My god . . . my heart is hammering in my chest. Have I ever been so nervous?
I slide his pants down and see his white briefs.
Tanned and toned, his abs and thick quad muscles are just so masculine. I’ve never seen such a virile man.
“All of it,” he breathes.
My eyes shoot up. That’s right, I’m supposed to be undressing him, not standing here ogling in my very own fantasyland. “I’m taking my time,” I whisper as I softly kiss his big pouty lips. His eyes close as he gets lost in the moment. And damn it—I don’t care how the sex goes. The night is already perfection.
I slide his briefs down, and my breath catches. Fuck.
He’s huge and hard. The engorged head of his cock is shiny and red, weeping with pre-ejaculate.
That is one beautiful dick.
