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She was in control.
She pulled him into her arms. He was shaking, and his heart pounded like a jackhammer under her ear as she hugged him. “I want this, Conn. I want this with you.”
“I’ll make you feel so good,” he said in little more than a rumble against the curve of her neck. “So fucking good.”
She shivered at the seductive promise in his voice. “I’m counting on it.”
He kissed her again, a soft, gentle kiss that sent tingles throughout her body as his hands slid down over the curve of her hips. His fingers hooked in the waistband of her jeans, and he paused. “Can I…?”
She was in control.
“Please.” She wanted him to touch her everywhere.
He undid the button of her jeans and skimmed them down over her hips and thighs. She stepped out of them, kicking them aside. He dropped to his knees in front of her and slid his hands up her thighs to the lacy straps of her panties on her hips.
“Red,” he murmured admiringly.
She’d always been a red girl. Red lipstick, red nail polish, red lingerie. Even her hair used to have subtle, military-approved red highlights. She was glad she’d worn this particular underwear set when she’d gotten dressed that morning. She’d been feeling good today. Sexy. Confident.
Now, she felt even better.
He grinned up at her. “For me?”
“I was hoping...” She lost her train of thought as he ran a finger down the center of her panties, the sensation shooting straight through her like a lightning bolt. She whimpered and leaned into him, craving more of his touch.
He kissed her hip, then slid one finger under the gusset of her panties to stroked through her wetness. “Hoping for… what?”
“This,” she gasped as her knees wobbled. “I was hoping for this.”
He slid her panties down over her hips and thighs and tossed them aside.
She was naked in front of a man for the first time in years, but she wasn’t scared.
She wasn’t scared at all.
She was excited.
He pushed her legs apart and pressed a kiss to her mound. “You were plotting my seduction?”
“Maybe I just wanted you to see me like this. All of me.”
He groaned and buried his face in her belly, kissing her skin tenderly and reverently as he made his way down her body. He licked the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, and she cried out, her legs buckling. He held her steady, his big hands cradling her hips, and pressed a kiss to her belly button.
“You smell so good,” he murmured. “And your skin is so soft. My God, you’re beautiful.”
He was looking at her, really looking at her, and she could see the awe in his eyes. She was, indeed, beautiful in that moment. At least she was beautiful to him, and he was all that mattered.
When he met her gaze, his eyes were dark with lust. “I want you to know I’m not just saying this to get into your pants. I mean every word I say to you. You are so fucking gorgeous, and I can’t believe you’re letting me touch you. That you’re letting me taste you.”
And then he licked her. His tongue parted her sex, stroking up the length of her. She whimpered, her nipples aching. The pulse of need inside her intensified until she was sure she was going to come before he had even slid his cock inside her.
He smirked against her skin. “You like that?”
“Yes,” she gasped. “So much.”
He chuckled and licked her again.
“I love your laugh,” she said, her voice breathy and soft. She barely sounded like herself.
