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“Thank you, we can eat and then get around to that bath.”
Liquid heat sparked behind his eyes, a promise for more lingering just under the surface as he put the bag back in his car and bent to give me one last kiss.
“Will this bath be in the nude or with bathing suits? To be completely honest, either way, I’m going to have trouble keeping my hands to myself.” He said with his voice a low growl. It stroked all the right places, and I trailed a hand over the cotton shirt covering his chest.
“I’m perfectly fine with wandering hands, though we’ll have to decide how far we want it to go.” I bit my lip, considering that. It’d been just weeks, and I’d usually insist we wait longer for more in the intimacy department, but every night he stayed over it was a struggle to not nudge us that much further.
I wanted to feel him wrapped around me and buried as deep as he could go. The last person I’d had that with was Harvey, and it burned me to know that. He’d permanently tainted those memories and I wanted new, better ones to take their place.
If both of us wanted this, then what was stopping it from happening?
The answer was clear; nothing was.
Trailing my hand over his chest until it rested over his heart, I continued in a whisper. “Do you have condoms?”
He froze down to the last muscle in his fingers, eyes riveted on me as the words sank in. After a long beat, he snapped back to the present and nodded, swallowing hard.
“I do.” The heat all but pouring from his eyes scalded me and he bent, speaking low enough that I could barely hear him. “Though concentrating on the food is going to be even harder now.”
A twinge pulsed between my thighs and I tightened them on instinct, something he noticed with a smile. Ignoring the heat inching its way over my cheeks, I offered. “We could eat afterward?”
That was one nice thing about sub sandwiches; they were made to eat cold.
He hummed, nipping my ear and sending shock waves of sensation outward from the shell. “Sounds like a plan, but we need to head out now, or I’m going to get into trouble for public indecency.”
I snuck a glance down at his groin, which was quickly filling out and tenting his pants, then nodded. Not giving him a chance to say or do anything that would make me getbothof us in trouble, I walked back to my car and got in.
I saw him do the same, and I took a minute to just breathe through the hormone rush crashing through me. I’d never reacted like this to anyone before, and just how much power he had over me was scary at times, but also thrilling.
Starting the engine, I drove toward home with him following behind. It may have been my imagination, but I could have sworn I felt his eyes boring into me the whole way there.
Chapter 16
We’d barely made it inside to put the sandwiches away before Oliver was there, well toned arms on either side of me as he pressed me back into the fridge. The kitchen light backlit him with an almost ethereal glow, and he watched me with molten eyes.
He didn’t make a move though; seemingly content to take me in for the moment. Since we had a sort of pause going, I did the same. His gray shirt was all but painted onto his chest, and it accented every dip and hollow perfectly.
He’d chosen one of his tighter-fitting pairs of jeans today, and the combo was dangerous, accenting certain parts of him above others.
The bulge at his groin drew my attention next, the fabric straining as my fingers itched to close the distance and feel him without any barriers. My hand started traveling south to do just that, but he stopped me and took a long, deep breath.
“If this is really going the full way, then I want the first time to be in a bed. Afterward I’ll happily sleep with you in the bathtub or anywhere else you want, but the bed first.”
His tone was firm, unyielding, and I had no complaints. Nodding to show my agreement, I grabbed his arm and tugged us toward my room. Tension crackled through the air like lightning when the door shut behind us, and his hands settled on my waist.
His thumbs stroked small circles over my still clothed hips, and the skin underneath tingled with awareness. I wanted more. This was nice, but not enough, and I fisted a hand in his shirt, tugging him down into a kiss.
It still wasn’t enough, but at least it was a step in the right direction.
His tongue slid against mine, winding and twisting as if memorizing the shape of my mouth, before sucking hard. Memories of what that talented tongue could do surged, and I clenched on nothing, arousal already pooling as I instinctively ground into him with a groan.
A chuckle vibrated between our lips and he shifted his thigh, pressing it between mine and then lifting it up until I was all but on my toes. Pulling away, he rested his head against mine and asked in a low purr.
“Easy there, Jen. While I want this to go further, I’d be just as happy watching you come undone on my thigh. If you keep that up, the main event will have to happen later.”
I almost–almost–agreed to that, just to feel the friction for a bit longer, but that ache for more crashed to the surface again, reminding me that this, while nice, wasnotwhat I wanted.
So I reluctantly held still until he pulled away, hands once again drifting to my shirt. He tugged it up and over with practiced ease, my bra following shortly. I wasn’t idle as he did this, using the seconds in between to divest him of his shirt, too.
