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Dog brushed his thumb over her lips. “And you wanna start that living right now.”
She gave him a shy smile. “Yeah. With you.”
“You sure that’s a good idea? Someone like me can’t possibly be in your plans.”
“You fixed my flat, stayed with me in the hospital. In my book, that makes you my hero.”
Memories of the faces and bodies he’d destroyed when he fought ricocheted through his mind, and he snorted. “I’m nobody’s hero.”
Her expression changed, softened, and there was heat in her eyes.“Maybe not, but I’ve lived more in the last two hours than I have in the last twodecades. You gave me that, Dog. And I want more.” Her gaze dropped to his mouth again. “I want you.”
And with that, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. Dog let her lead for a moment before he wrapped his arms around her and swept his tongue into her mouth. The moan she made turned his cock as hard as an iron pipe. He was done being a good Samaritan, resisting what she wanted. She was an adult and got to make her own decisions. This beautiful woman was his.
She rocked her hips against his dick, oblivious that her window exposed them to all of Edwards. Not that he minded, but he wanted her naked and he thought she’d want privacy for that. Without breaking the kiss, he got to his feet, wrapped her legs around his waist, and carried her down the hall to the bedroom he thought was hers from his earlier walkaround.
The room was small, almost filled by a queen-sized bed with a flowery bedspread. Laying her down in the middle of it, Dog settled between her legs and rested his weight on one elbow. He ran his lips over her cheek to her ear and sucked the lobe in his mouth. Slipping her shirt out of her pants, he slid his hand up her side, reveling in the satiny feel of her skin. Skin meant to be appreciated. When he reached her bra, he cupped her breast with a gentle squeeze, and she arched into his hand.
Dog whipped her shirt over her head and couldn’t hold back a groan at what was revealed. The single lamp cast soft light and shadows over her luscious tits held snug in a lacy, pink bra. He ran his index finger over the top of one mound and into her cleavage, and then dropped his head and ran his tongue over the same territory. She whimpered. “Please. I need more.”
Slipping his hand inside the bra, he pulled her luscious flesh out of the cup. Her nipple hardened against his palm, begging for his mouth. He sucked it in hard.
Charley tangled her fingers in his hair and arched again. “Oh, god. Don’t stop,” she whispered.
As if he would. He flicked and teased her puckered flesh with his tongue until her legs wrapped around his waist, and she ground her pelvis into his cock. Already about to burst from his jeans, he growled and pulled back to sit on his heels.
“No,” she moaned, reaching for him.
Dog grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her head, wrapping her fingers around the bedspread. “Keep your hands right here.”
Eyes wide, she let out a gasp and then nodded. The edge of Dog’s mouth tipped up. “That’s my girl.”
Dog’s breath stuttered at how much he liked the sound of those words.
He stood up and looked at her stretched out over the bed, his for the taking. The only thing that would make the view better was her naked. Her stilettos were hot as shit and he would have loved to leave them on, but he couldn’t get her pants off if he did. The intricate laces stumped him for a second, but he finally slid first one and then the other off and made quick work of her pants. A matching pink lace thong rode low on her hips.
Putting a knee back on the bed, he slid his hand up the outside of her thigh and onto her rounded ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Love the lingerie. It suits you, but it’s got to go.”
She nodded. He flicked open the front closure on the bra, and her breasts sprang free. He snagged the band of the thong with each hand and slowly dragged the lacy material down her legs.
His gaze swept her naked body. “Jesus Christ, you’re beautiful.”
Her fists clenched around the bedspread, and she squeezed her thighs together.
Dog wrapped a hand around her ankles and gently pulled her legs apart. “No, baby. Don’t hide from me.”
Her eyes squeezed shut, but she let him separate her thighs. The light was low, yet he could see the evidence of her desire.
“You wet for me?”
Eyes still shut, she nodded. He ran a finger through her folds, relishing just how wet, and slipped his middle finger inside her as far as it would go. Her hips came off the bed.
“Easy, sweetheart. Has it been awhile?”
She was panting now, her ragged breaths lifting her tits. “Not since I’ve had sex. Just…never like this.”
Smugness washed over Dog, and he pumped his finger inside her, making sure he hit that spot on the front wall. “Your man not able to satisfy you?”
Her eyes flicked open. “He didn’t—he wasn’t—” She moaned, gripping the bedspread tighter as he slid in a second digit. “Oh god, he just wasn’tyou.”
