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Smiling, she says, “As far as all the other guys out there, yes, I have given up on them.”
I laugh. “Ah, but not me?”
She shakes her head. “No, not you. With you, I’m willing to try too.”
That’s all I need to hear. I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her again. I could do this all fucking day, just holding and loving her.
Yeah, I said it—loving her.
Willow
Arden is willing to try a relationship, and so am I. But all I can think about right now is how good his arms feel around me, how hot his kisses are, and how I freaking want him in my bed.
Breaking apart, I tell him that last bit.
“Shit.” He releases a breath as he leans his forehead to mine. “Fuck, babe. Are you sure?”
I like that he’s asking, as we both know once we’re together like that, our bodies joined in the most intimate way, there’s no going back.
But I want to move forward, so I nod and reply, “I’m sure.”
On our way up to my bedroom, we have “the talk” to make sure we’re both healthy and clean. At the doorway, I turn to him and also share that I’m on birth control.
He rakes his fingers through his hair. “Damn, I didn’t even think of that. I don’t even have a condom on me.”
I take his hand and lead him over to my bed. “I don’t have any either.” I laugh. “Good thing we don’t need one, huh?”
Smiling, he pulls me to him and rasps, “Yeah, that’s a very good thing. I can’t wait to feel you bare.”
Oh, God.
I wind my arms around his corded neck and snake my fingers into his soft hair. His eyes close, and he lowers his mouth to mine once more.
These kisses, though, are different from earlier—slower and better. We take our time with each other, discarding our clothes.
And then we’re lying on my bed, bare to each other in both body and soul.
Arden is tender with me, covering my body in warm kisses. But it’s the way he touches me that leaves me dizzy and consumed with want and need.
Damn, this man is skilled.
I really find out just how accurate that assessment is when his head is between my thighs. He uses his mouth and his tongue to build me up to the brink, but then he slows down and starts all over again.
I’m soon gasping and writhing and begging, “Please. Please, Arden…”
He kisses the inside of one thigh, leans his head against it, and asks, “Please what? Tell me, Willow. What do you want?”
I whisper desperately, “I want to come.”
Another wet kiss, then he asks, “Do you want to come from my mouth…or my cock?”
Gah!
He’s stroking my clit with his thumb, and between that and his words, I almost explode on the spot.
But, again, he knows just when to stop.
“Ahhh…” I arch my body. “You are killing me here!”
