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“Um, yep. You’re sitting.” She gave him a bewildered look.
“So, where should you be?”
Understanding filled her face and she scrambled to get onto his lap, very nearly unmanning him in the process.
“Watch the goods, baby.”
“Shoot, sorry. We wouldn’t want to harm those. I know you’re attached to them.” She gave him a wicked look.
“Just a bit. You’ll be attached, too, once I show you what I can do with them.”
She rolled her eyes. “You know that arrogance isn’t attractive on a man, right?”
He simply grinned. “Are you sure about that? I saw the way you were staring at me when I bent over before. Baby, you’re attracted to me.”
Her eyes lit up. Oh yeah, she wanted him.
He reached for the little buttons that went entirely down the front of her dress. It completely covered her, with long sleeves and a high neck.
“What are you doing?” she asked, grabbing his hands.
He tugged one free and cupped the side of her neck. “I said we’d go slow, baby.”
“Right.”
“But slow doesn’t have to mean we don’t do anything at all, right?”
“I . . . I guess.”
“Yeah? Because I’ve been dreaming about your breasts. Wondering what they’d feel like in my hands, what they’d taste like in my mouth, the noises you’d make as I sucked on your nipples.”
“Oh, dear Lord, help me,” she muttered.
He had to grin. She could be funny. So funny.
“If you don’t want me to do any of that, you say stop, you say red and I’ll back off. But if you do want me to touch you, to taste you, then take your hands off mine.”
Her eyes widened as she stared at him with her mouth open.
She wanted more. He just wasn’t sure if she felt brave enough to let him give her more.
“I, um, I don’t have a lot there.”
“Did you think I wanted or expected you to have a lot there?” he asked.
“Uh, well, no. I guess not. It’s just . . . men like big breasts, right?”
“Sure. Some men do. Some don’t.”
“What do you like?” she asked.
He grinned, glad she’d asked. “You.”
It took her a moment, but then she grinned back, the tension leaving her.
And then her hands dropped.
“That’s my good girl.”
A low moan escaped her. And fuck him, he felt that moan in his dick. Wrapping his hand around the back of her head, he drew her toward him and kissed her deeply.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking gorgeous. And those noises you make . . . they’re hell on a man’s control.”
“Sorry,” she whispered.
“Never say sorry for showing me that you enjoy my touch,” he told her.
She bit her lip, giving him that sweet smile. The one he knew she didn’t offer to many people. And that made it all the more precious. He moved his hands back to the buttons of her dress, revealing a dark purple, lacy bra.
“Oh hell. I could die now and I’d die a happy, lucky man.”
She giggled. Actually giggled. Had he ever heard her make such a carefree noise before?
If the shocked look on her face was anything to go by, it wasn’t a noise she made often.
He tugged her arms out of the dress she was wearing.
“I now have a new goal in life.”
“What’s that?” she asked breathlessly as he reached around her and undid her bra.
“To make you giggle like that more often. And to ensure that you make those sexy noises every time I touch you like this.”
“Ohh,” she said as he removed her bra.
Damn. He stared down at her. She must have misread his silence because she reached up to cover her breasts. He removed her hands and then slapped them both lightly.
“Don’t ever cover your body. Don’t ever hide it from me. Fuck me, Rainbow. I can’t believe that you were hiding these under all those dresses.” He cupped her breasts, feeling the weight of them in his palm. And he liked that.
A lot.
“Do you . . . are they enough?”
“More than enough. And if you ever say that they aren’t, I’m going to take off my belt and turn your ass red.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re always threatening to spank me.”
“That’s because you’re trouble.” He ran his thumbs over her nipples and she let out a low moan.
“I am not. I still think I should be able to spank you.”
“Baby, I’m a Malone.”
“Um. I know.”
“Malone men don’t get spankings, we give them.” He rolled her so she was lying on the couch and he was crouching over her. She had a stupidly small and uncomfortable couch, but he didn’t care about it right then. Because her breasts were parallel to his face and he was about to get his first taste.
“Is that so?” she asked dryly.
“It is so. Just like Malone men take care of their women.” He lightly scraped his teeth over her nipple.
