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I grinned, suddenly ready to finish up and head out into the heat I couldn’t stand. “You going to eat that?” I asked, nodding toward the barely-touched dessert as tingles of need raced up through my arm into my chest.
Jasmine sat back, taking away her touch to put her hand on her stomach. “I want to, but I’m so damn full.”
I grabbed my wallet and threw a couple large bills onto the table, surprised I didn’t shake. “Let’s get out of here.”
Chapter12
Jasmine
Micah pulled his car into his garage and cut the engine. I wasn’t quick to climb out, and neither was he. I glanced at the door leading into the house.
“Want to come in?” he said as though reading my mind.
“Yes,” I replied without hesitation, enough anticipation in my voice that my face heated. I’d been making huge strides and expected I would have to backpedal at some point again, but I wouldn’t find out for sure without continuing to move forward.
And Micah was willing, so…
He let us into the kitchen and tossed his keys onto the island taking up most of the space.
Do it. Go for it.
I stepped close behind him and laid my palm on his shoulder blade. The heat of his skin through the shirt covering his muscles seared my palm as he stilled. Heart racing, I ran my hand across the breadth of his shoulders, my fingers dipping in and around the tense muscles beneath his skin. Down the back of his arm and up again.
He didn’t move, simply allowing me to take as much as I wanted.
Emboldened by all the oxygen racing into my lungs, I laid my purse on the island alongside his keys, the warmth of his body caressing the front of mine although we didn’t touch.
I reached for the hair atop his head, once more surprised by the softness. Nothing but arousal and desire for more swarmed through me. No anxiety, no nervousness beyond the unknown of what might happen in the following minutes.
Lower lip between my teeth, I traced the shell of his ear with my fingertip.
A shudder rippled down through him, his soft groan making my core clench.
I caressed his neck, and he leaned into my touch as though desperate for more. Unsure of what steps I ought to take next, I moved back, my arm dropping.
Micah finally turned, the fire in his eyes catching my breath. His hands fisted at his sides. “I want you so bad, it hurts,” he whispered.
My gaze dropped to the huge bulge in his jeans.
Pulse thundering in my ears, I licked my lips while trying to figure out how to vocalize my thoughts. No anxiety roused, but tension rippled through me.
“You’re killing me, Jasmine—tell me what you desire. Anything. It’s yours.”
“Can I touch you? There?”
“Christ, Jasmine.” He swallowed hard. “That’s…a little much. Are you sure?”
My insides relaxed at his usual checking in with me.
“Will you keep your hands to yourself?” I asked, lifting my focus to search his eyes. I found what I expected and trusted to find—every time. Heat and honesty.
“I won’t go back on my promise, Jasmine,” he swore. “Not until you ask me to.”
“Then show me.”
Micah groaned but unzipped his jeans with shaking hands and reached in, pulling out the thickest cock I’d ever seen. My pussy clenched at the thought of him burying his long length deep inside of me like I’d dreamed about.
Squeezing, he slid his hand down to the base and held himself still.
