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I shake my head as much as his grip on me allows. “No.”
His brows shoot up. Then they pull low, making his eyes appear even darker.
“Dax? What are you think—?”
“I didn’t know,” he whispers. He slides his fingers from me and clutches my hip bone, turning me in his arms so that I’m facing him. Then he holds my chin with his other hand. “But now that I do…” He brushes some loose strands away from my face. “I’m going to make every single first one count.”
I frown as he kisses me on the lips.
“There’s only one first, Dax. And it’s already yours.”
He kisses my neck, at the same time as sliding his hand underneath my dress and cupping my soaked skin in his palm. I moan loudly, unable to hold back.
His voice rumbles against my neck as he slides his hand around to cup my ass.
“That was the first for my fingers. The next one’s for my tongue.”
Chapter 17
Dax
“Thenextone’sformy tongue.”
Rose looks at me with wide eyes. She’s so fucking beautiful, it makes my chest hurt.
And so fucking sexy, it’s got my cock throbbing painfully.
She’s letting me touch her. Letting me be the first person to give her body true pleasure.
Gareth was a fucking idiot to lose her.
“What about you?” Rose murmurs as I kiss her neck again, relishing the way my lips slide over her skin like it’s silk. And her scent? Fuck, it’s amazing. I can taste it on her skin.Drink it the fuck up.
“Don’t worry about me. This is for my pleasure.”
I walk her backward to the bed, stopping as the white sheets graze the back of her legs.
“Arms.”
She lifts her arms above her head without hesitation, allowing me to pull her dress up over her head until she’s just in her black lace bra and panties. Her nipples harden inside the fabric, calling to me.
“This isdefinitelyfor my pleasure,” I groan as I unhook her bra and pull it off, freeing her breasts into my waiting hands. Her eyes drop to where I’m rubbing my thumbs back and forth over her pink puckered skin.
I squeeze her nipples gently, and she gasps as her upper body trembles.
Sensitive nipples? Fuck…
I push her down so she’s perching on the edge of the bed, then drop to my knees on the floor in front of her and let my eyes roam hungrily over every curve of her.
“Panties off, too.” I reach forward and she lifts up from the sheets enough for me to slide them all the way down her long legs.
I press them into her hand.
“Feel how wet you made them.”
She gazes at me, closing her fingers around the fabric.
“Don’t you mean, how wetyoumade them?”
