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If she wanted to keep Tim, she should grab the hand he offered and hold on to the arms enveloping her.
“Don’t say you’re sorry, Tim.” She flipped her hand in a dismissive wave. “I’m responsible for the mess I created, although I don’t regret a single day or a single act. I love my children, and I love being with you.”
She met his gaze and smiled, folding her fingers behind his neck.
He ran a hand through his hair and exhaled, a cautious look in his eyes. “I’m the one who’s confused now. What do you want from me, Erin?”
“Just kiss me. We’ve already talked too much.” At least she had, spilling her life’s story and then some. Time for action. She raised her head to meet his lips and kissed him first. He pulled her into his chest and covered her mouth with his. Their tongues warred with sudden passion and wicked exploration, and she let the sensation of warmth and want roll over her.
His palms pressed the side of her breasts, and she ached for him to touch her.
“Tim,” she whispered against his mouth.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, no. Don’t…stop.” She grabbed his hand and moved it under her top.
He skimmed the rise of her breast, lingering on the pebbled nipple at its peak.
Too late, she remembered wearing the unflattering nursing bra although she’d stopped nursing the thirteen-month-old babies a month ago.
“On second thought, turn the lights off.”
“Huh… Okay.” He bounced off the couch and switched off all of the lights. “Good enough now?”
She sighed.
He held her chin, tilting it up. “Something’s upsetting you.”
“Huh… My bra. It’s the frumpy one I wore while nursing the babies.”
“Ah, sorry. I don’t want to hurt you. I didn’t realize you’re still nursing—”
“I’m not nursing anymore. Darn, I’m making a mess of everything.”
“Erin, I’m trying to understand—”
“Don’t. I… I…” She felt like crying. Her first time with this handsome man and all she had on was this ugly cotton piece.
“Is your bra bothering you?”
“Enormously.”
He chuckled. “It’s bothering me, too. Let’s get rid of it.” His fingers grazed her back, searching for the clasp. “Damn it, I must be out of practice. I can’t find the damn clasp.”
“Oh, it’s in the front.”
He laughed. “For a second there, you had me worried about my manly skills.”
She burst out laughing. He tried to lift her top, but she pulled down on the hem. “No, please, I don’t want you to see my bra. It’s… repulsive.”
“Then take it off.”
She unclasped it and tried to wriggle out of the straps.
“It’d be easier if we remove your top.” He pushed it high and peeled it off her, as she snatched the bra away.
“Much better.” His gaze roamed over her heavy breasts that had increased three-cup sizes after so many babies, burning her with its heat. “Ah babe, you’re so beautiful.” His hands cupped her breasts and caressed them so slowly, kissing the soft mounds, tasting and licking her hardened nipples, sucking on them.
