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She hadn’t needed the allotted time to make her choice.
Seemed longer than three minutes before she heard his feet shuffling across the decking.
She waved the bandana over her head in surrender.
Had Cord just exhaled a huge sigh of relief?
His hands landed on her shoulders and she jumped.
“Easy,” he soothed as his palms glided up her neck. “Just making sure this is tied nice and tight.” He adjusted the cloth and fiddled with the knot until he was satisfied.
She heard a soft thud and felt his shoulders brush the insides of her knees. Warm palms squeezed the back of her calves. Cord untied her work boots and slipped them off her feet. Then he removed her socks. His hands traveled up her body to her hips. “Stand.”
After helping her up, he said, “Lift your arms.”
As soon as she complied, Cord yanked her shirt over her head.
But before she could protest, he’d buried his face in her cleavage while he unhooked her bra. “Christ, I love your tits.” Then he performed a quick maneuver that brought her arms down between them, her biceps pushing her breasts together as he used her bra to bind her forearms.
When she wobbled, he placed her fingers just inside the waistband of his jeans. “Hold on.”
That’s when she realized he’d taken off his shirt too.
“Tilt your head back,” he commanded as his teeth grazed her shoulder.
Cord didn’t speak. He didn’t give her a play-by-play of how he planned to turn her into a quivering mess of need; he’d memorized and perfected that playbook years ago. His mouth knew exactly where to suck, where to lick, how to exploit the secret spots where soft, wet kisses and heated breath turned her spine to jelly.
When he followed the contours of her body with those callused fingertips, AJ whispered, “Unfair,” and reveled in the gooseflesh rippling across her skin. With a light touch, his fingers repeatedly followed the same course; up her sides, around her shoulders, pausing at the nape of her neck to trace her spine down to the waistband of her jeans, then slowly up her back, over her traps and down her arms.
AJ’s breathing turned choppy as she anticipated each touch. It’d been ages since he’d taken such care in drawing out their foreplay. She went still. She hadn’t done the same for him recently either.
Cord paused in his delicious torture. “What made you tense up just now?”
“Guilt,” she blurted out. “I haven’t touched you like this, just for the sheer pleasure of it, for a while. And I’m sorry.”
“Hey, hey. No guilt allowed. I’m reminding both of us how much I worship this sexy body of yours.” Then he kissed her until she melted into him, once again lost in the familiar heat that built between them.
The next time AJ shivered, he stopped. He uncurled her fingers from his waistband and untied her hands. “Let’s go inside. Itisgetting a might nipply out here.”
Although she couldn’t see him, she imagined that wicked grin as he ogled her breasts. “Hilarious, McKay.”
He lifted her arms and placed them on his shoulders. “Jump up and wrap your legs around my waist.”
“You don’t have to carry me inside.”
“Iwantto carry you.”
AJ almost said, “But what about your back?” thought better of it, and changed it to, “You just want my tits in your face.”
“Always, baby doll.”
She held on while he meandered into the house, his mouth greedily sucking and his hands kneading her ass. Her back met the wall and the restraint he’d had outside vanished.
His lust-filled growl vibrated against her skin and shot straight between her legs. After nursing four babies, her nipples hadn’t regained full sensation, but she loved how much Cord was still obsessed with her tits, and his hunger fueled her own.
When he paused to drag the hard ridge of his cock across her clit, she ground against him, panting, “How long do I have to wear the blindfold?”
“Until I take it off.”
