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“Lie back, sweetness.”
Clara’s eyes flick between mine and start to close, and I take her chin.
“What? Talk to me.”
She looks up, her green eyes glowing with arousal.
“I just…” Clara chuckles gently. “I’m…not exactly experienced with all this. I’m still supposed to be working for you. That’s?—”
I put a finger to her lips. “Forget all that. This is just about me making you feel good, darlin’. Please. If I don’t get a taste of your delectable body, I’m going to lose my damn mind.”
A blush creeps up her cheeks, and Clara’s lips part on a nervous smile. She doesn’t speak, but she lies back against the couch and offers a subtle nod.
“There’s my girl.”
We both nearly trip up as the words leave me, but I refocus us as I grip the hem of Clara’s shirt and start working it up her stomach.
She arches, giving me room to pull it up over her chest. She takes it from there to get it over her head.
The thin bralette she’s wearing is little more than a scrap of fabric, and I sink down, pulling the silky fabric away from her breast.
“Oh, fuck, sweetness.” I smooth my thumb over her full, hard nipple. “I’ve been fucking dreaming of these.”
Pinching the other one as I slide my hand beneath the fabric, I smile as Clara moans.
Clara’s perky nipple—bared and desperate for me—is so erect, standing out from her small breast like a damn cherry on a sundae.
And I’ve got to have a lick.
Hovering my lips above the pebbled bud, I tease the skin with my tongue, and Clara rewards me with a pained hiss.
“Yeah, darlin’? Are these sensitive?”
Licking over her, I leave a thin trail of saliva that I blow across. It chills her skin, and Clara’s fingers are suddenly in my hair, tugging on the roots.
“Yes! Christ, Luke!”
I chuckle against her skin, pulling Clara’s nipple in between my lips. She arches up into my mouth, and I drag my tongue in circles around it.
God, I love playing with them. They’re quite possibly one of my favorite things about her. These tantalizing buds against her slight curves.
Teasing her with my teeth, I worship her nipple. I don’t stop until she’s mewling, her grip on my hair unforgiving.
Even then, I have to bite the perfect bud once more before I sink down lower, dancing my lips across her stomach toward the hem of her pants.
When I arrive, I grip the top of the scrubs and yank them down her shapely legs. Clara gasps, but she doesn’t pump the brakes, just staring down at me with lidded eyes.
I glance down at her, smirking a little. I’m not sure what I was expecting in terms of underwear, but the galaxy-printed boy shorts weren’t it.
As I smile up at her, Clara's cheeks are a subtle pink, and she shakes her head.
“Well, it’s not like I was expecting this to happen.”
“Oh, hush.” I hook my arms around the back of her legs so I can open her up. “I’m busy.”
I resume my mission by smoothing my lips across her inner thigh, toying with the edges of the boy shorts with my thumbs.
I’m inches away from touching her, and the way she squirms against me, her body calling out for more, is so damn delicious.
