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“You want a drink?” I asked, my mouth close to her ear. She leaned back against me, her slight frame shivering against me. “Are you cold, Sunny?”
“Nervous,” she admitted.
“Don’t be. We’re not in a rush, and if you change your mind, that’s okay too.” I hoped she wouldn’t, but at the end of the day, there would be a line of ladies waiting for me tomorrow when I got to Chicago, so it wasn’t like I’d be without company. I was many things, but a man who forced himself on women wasn’t one of them.
I turned her around, so I could look at her. The more I stared, the prettier she got, and I hadn’t had enough to drink for that to be the alcohol talking. She was so warm against me, and she smelled good too. Her hair had a hint of coconut, like a day at the beach, and I closed my eyes as I inhaled. I leaned forward, nuzzling her nose with mine. She wrapped her arms around my waist, rising a little on her tiptoes, and tilted up her head.
Our lips met tentatively. I kept my mouth closed, savoring the feel of her lips, her warmth, and tasted something minty she’d put on when she’d gone to get her purse. Oh, hell, she was sweet. I used the tip of my tongue to trace the seam of her lips, waiting until she gave me the opportunity to slip inside. When her mouth opened for me, I took charge, sliding one hand into the hair at the back of her neck and using the other to cup her round little ass. I was gentler than I wanted to be, but I needed her to get worked up, to not just want to do this, but to need it. Once her body was on board, the rest would be easy. Easier.
I took my time, nipping her plump lower lip in between thrusts of my tongue. She shifted, winding her arms around my neck, kissing me back with interest now. There was nothing tentative about her reactions to what I was doing, and I scooped her up in my arms. I sat on the couch, with her in my lap, and kissed her some more. Over and over, long and hard and deep, until she whimpered and clutched my shoulders. It quickly became obvious she had no idea what she was doing, and it turned me on more than I expected. I finally broke away, looking down at her chest.
“You like this?” I murmured, running a knuckle over one of the hard nipples peeking through her blouse.
“Very much.” Her eyes were glassy, lips swollen from the kisses we’d shared. I didn’t usually like to kiss this much, but it was different with Sunny.
I didn’t know what the hell had come over me.
“I want to see you,” I said gruffly. “All of you.”
“I…” Suddenly her face fell, and her cheeks burned with embarrassment.
Shit.
She was nervous again. “Don’t be afraid, Sunny.”
“It’s not that.” She bit her lip. “I’m… messy.”
“Messy?” I frowned, trying to read between the lines. “Like, you need a shower messy? Have your period messy? It’s okay to talk about this stuff, especially when you’re about to have sex.”
“My friend Jodie…” Her voice was barely audible. “She says I’m…hairy. You know, down there.”
“Pubic hair?”
She nodded, looking away. “But I’ve never had any reason to…do anything. Just a little shaving on the sides when I wear a bathing suit, but that’s almost never, so…”
“Hair is okay,” I said thoughtfully. “But less hair is better.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s fine.” I ran my fingers through her soft hair. “What if I shaved you?”
Her head shot up and she stared.
“This is all about you discovering yourself,” I said. “You can say no, but why? I think it’ll turn us both on.”
“Yes.” She nodded. “Yes to everything. I don’t care. For once in my life, I want to feel what you’re making me feel.”
Aw, hell.
I was hard as granite, and now she was going to let me shave her fucking pussy. What insane, sexy madness was this? And how was I going to survive without ruining her?
I gently moved her off my lap and got to my feet, holding out my hand. I was going to do everything she wanted and things I was positive she’d never thought of, but she had to say yes every step of the way.
She put her hand in mine and we padded into the bathroom. Without a word, I started getting undressed, hoping she would follow suit.
To my surprise, she leaned against the counter and simply watched. Her lips were slightly parted as she let her gaze travel the length of my torso. I was commando under my jeans, and she licked her lips when my cock sprang free. Then she slowly pulled her blouse over her head without even unbuttoning it. She slid her skirt and tights off and stood there in a simple white cotton bra and panties. Definitely the plainest underwear I’d ever seen, and all I could think about was buying her a sexy silk set. Maybe something in pink or lavender. A push-up bra to give her small but sensitive breasts a little lift.
She reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away slowly, and this time I was the one licking my lips. Her tits were perfection. Barely a B cup, but perky and round, with dusky nipples that made me want to suck on them.
