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Oh, now she was starting to get the drift. She let a small smile slip as she asked, “You want to be my canvas, is that it?”
H
e chuckled. “Sort of. That’s what foreplay is for, to tease and play.”
“And if I do something you don’t like?”
“I’ll like it. As long as it’s you, I’ll like it.”
“And here I thought guys went for women who knew their way around a man’s belt.”
His hands smoothed their way down her back to her bottom. He cupped and squeezed her through her flannel gown. “I don’t know what other men want, nor do I much care. All I know is what I want, and I want you comfortable. For now, just let all your worries go, Julie.”
“That doesn’t sound too difficult.”
He pulled her closer until his cock was pressed into the seam of her buttocks. Julie moved her hips back and forth, teasing them both.
“Sweetheart?”
“Hmm?”
“How much is not much?”
Her stomach sank. “Oh, lord.”
“I need to know, are you a virgin?”
“No, it’s not like that. But I can count on one hand the amount of lovers I’ve had and still have a finger or two left over.”
His eyes shot wide. “Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.” She pushed against him, not willing to be humiliated by her lack of experience no matter how badly she wanted him. But he was about as movable as a cement wall. He wasn’t budging. “Let me go.”
His brows drew together. “What the hell for?”
“Because I don’t need you staring at me as if I’m some sort of loser.”
“I don’t think you’re a loser,” he quietly explained. “I’m surprised, that’s all. I mean, a woman as smoking hot as you should have men lined up on her front porch.” He shook his head. “I’m glad they aren’t, because I seriously don’t share well with others.”
She squinted, still leery. “You don’t think I’m hopeless, then?”
He licked his lips and looked at her chest, as if mentally picturing her naked breasts. “You’re the furthest thing from hopeless, sweetheart. Sexy, delicious and overdressed, but not hopeless.”
Sexy and delicious, yeah, that works. She swallowed hard as his hands began to massage her backside. Sam had somehow managed to wiggle her nightgown higher, exposing her thighs in the process. His rough fingers there, teasing, nearly had her moaning, and he hadn’t even gotten to the softer parts.
“Jesus, Julie, we need to lose the clothes. And the rollers.”
Her hands flew to her head. “Wow, I actually forgot I had them in.”
“Here, let me,” he offered. It took him a few tries to figure out the catch on the side of the foam curler, but once he had it, Sam made quick work removing them.
“I’m a little bit impressed with your skills, you know,” she admitted.
He chuckled. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Soon, his fingers were sifting through her hair, massaging her scalp.
Julie moaned. “God, that feels good.”
“You have beautiful hair, sweetheart.”
