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“You don’t get into guys who want to worship you from head to toe?”
“Hmmm…” She really liked how that sounded. “Define worship.” She shifted her legs against the duvet.
He looked down, his hot gaze raking over her body. “Putting my lips, tongue, teeth, hands, and cock on and in every single spot on your body will make you whimper, moan, cry my name, and come apart.”
She swallowed and reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Never mind. You aretotallymy type.”
“Thought so,” he growled just before he sealed his mouth over hers.
Her hands slid over his shoulders and down his sides. He was hot and hard everywhere. She loved feeling the contours of each muscle, the heat from his skin, the energy that seemed to vibrate through him as she stroked her hands over him.
She traced the pads of her fingers down the bumps of his abs until she hooked her thumbs in the top of the elastic waistband of his boxers and took them down. Once his cock was uncovered, she pulled her lips away so she could look down.
He was impressive. Everything she’d imagined. Hard, long, thick. When she glanced back at his face, he seemed completely unabashed at her study.
“You’ve got thirty seconds to touch me wherever and however you want to. But then it’s gonna be my turn, and you’re gonna just take whatever I give you, with no sassing, no negotiating, no question about who’s in charge,” he told her, his voice gruff.
A thrill shot through her. “I just have to take it, huh?” she asked.
“Yep,” he said simply. “Tick tock, City Girl.”
She ran her hands over his hard, ridged abdomen, then around to the firm ass that she’d ogled more than she’d like to admit. She gave him a squeeze before sliding to the front and wrapping one hand around his cock. He groaned and held himself still, letting her explore as he’d promised.
“You really only want me doing this for a few seconds?” she asked, as she stroked up and down his length.
“I only want you believing you’re not totally mine for another few seconds.”
His voice was gruff, and it sounded as if he was having a hard time keeping it even. That, along with those words, made her breath catch.
Still, shehadto say, “I don’t think you’ll be able to convince me that you don’t want me touching you,” because she couldn’t resist sassing him just one more time before he “made her take it”. She shivered with a tingle that went head to toe. She also tightened her grip as she stroked him again.
“Oh, I want you touching me,” he said. “But I’m gonna convince you that no matter what you think you want, I can give you so much more if you just trust me.”
She stopped and stared up at him.
Those words seemed to have so much more meaning behind them.
They should scare her. Clearly, Theo thought he knew her, understood her. And he seemed to truly wantthis to be something more than a one-night fling.
Which meant, she should get out of this bed. Right now.
And she probably would have. Except…she believed him.
She believed that he could give her something more.
And she wanted to see what that was.
Uh, oh.
“Ten, nine, eight—” He started counting down.
She tightened her grip on him and stroked a little harder and faster.
His breath hitched as he said, “Seven, six—"
Savannah lifted one leg and hooked it around his hip, bringing him down closer. She put her mouth against his neck, kissing, then licking the hot skin as she kept stroking.
He was still holding himself up with hands flat on the mattress on either side of her shoulders, but she felt him shudder.
