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“They’ve got potato chips here,” I pointed out.
“No, I want something more than potato chips. I want pizza or—what are they famous for in North Carolina?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I’m not thinking about food.”
I pulled her towards me and towards the bed. She giggled as she stumbled into me and kissed me. I looked at her, surprised. I couldn’t believe she’d made the first move.
“What? I like kissing you just as much as you like kissing me,” she whispered.
We fell back onto the bed together and I pulled her onto my lap. She moaned softly as she shifted so that she was sitting on top of my groin. I grew even harder as I felt her moving back and forth on me.
I lowered my voice. “Like what you feel, baby?”
She rolled her eyes “Don’t make that voice. It sounds weird.”
“What sounds weird?”
“You trying to sound like Elvis Presley.”
“Trust me. That was not my Elvis Presley impression. If I wanted to do an Elvis Presley impression, I would.”
“You can’t do an Elvis Presley impression.” Her blonde hair swayed back and forth as she shook her head.
“You want to see me in my blue suede shoes, honey?”
She laughed. “That was awful. You didn’t even sound like you were from the South.”
“I’m from Tennessee. I’m from Memphis.”
“Wyatt, please or never quit your day job to be an actor or a voiceover artist, okay?”
“Are you telling me that I’m not talented in ways of the mouth?” I winked at her.
“I didn’t quite say that.”
I pushed her back on the bed and kissed her. I ran my fingers down her face and she gasped as I bit gently on her lower lip.
“You’re beautiful. You know that, Sadie?”
I kissed down her neck, and she stilled as my hand slid down the front of her top. I pulled her top up slightly so that I could see her belly button. I leaned down to kiss it then licked all the way up.
“What are you doing?” she said softly.
“I’m doing whatever you want me to do.”
I reached up to pull her top off, and she nodded slightly, giving her assent. I pulled it off, running my fingers lightly over her sheer bra. My lips moved between her legs, over her belly, between her breasts, relishing the taste of her skin.
She trembled slightly as she stared up at me. “Is this why you brought me to North Carolina, Wyatt?”
“No. But is this why you came?”
She shook her head, but I could tell from the wicked glint in her eyes that that was a lie.
“You came to seduce me, didn’t you Sadie?”
“How could I come to seduce you when you’re the one that invited me? And you are the one that decided to be Magic Mike—I mean, Magic Wyatt—”
“Shh …” I placed my finger on her lips then tugged her skirt off so that she was lying there in just her panties and bra. She was absolutely gorgeous.
