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“Do you want me to take them off you? Or do you want to do it?” He rolled up his sleeves, showing off his veiny forearms.
“I-I’ll do it.” She tucked her fingers under the hem of her shirt and slowly pulled it over her head. Cool air rushed over her exposed skin as her sweater fell to the floor. Aaron’s gaze raked over her, scorching her bare flesh.
“Now your bra.”
His instructions made it easier to comply because she could tune out the voices in her head, condemning her for the emotions Aaron stirred within her. How did he know she needed it like this?
Brynn reached around to her back, her hands skimming the mottled flesh as she unclasped the plain cotton bra and let it fall, joining the growing pile of clothes on the floor. He’s going to see my scars.
“Fuck, baby. You’re gorgeous.” Aaron’s tone deepened, coming out raw and gruff. His hands fisted at his sides, as if it was taking everything he had to hold back.
A surge of heady power crashed over her, boosting her confidence. She went to her jeans, undoing the button. The whiz of the zipper was the only sound in the room other than the heavy breaths coming from Aaron’s heaving chest. His eyes locked on her movements, as if trapped in a spell. Maybe she was evil, a deviant like the prophet had said. All she knew was she felt like she was the most powerful woman in the world with Aaron’s attention locked on her, as if he was enraptured by her every move.
She tugged the pants down her hips, over her thighs, and along her legs, taking her pale pink panties with it.
Stepping out of her bottoms, she stood bare and vulnerable, awaiting his instructions.
“Christ. You’re . . . breathtaking.” Aaron stepped closer.
Her eyes darted to the floor.
But his finger pressed under her chin, tilting her face towards his. “Don’t hide from me. I need to see you want this. Are you ready for me to taste you?”
She nodded. Did he mean to kiss her? Or perhaps taste her skin? Does he want to lick my pussy like the heroes in the books? Did men really do that? Would he be grossed out by her smell? She hadn’t shaved—
“Stay with me, sunshine. Get out of that head of yours.”
Again, how did he know?
Aaron cupped her face, kissing her tenderly as he backed her up towards the bed. Her knees hit the mattress and she gripped his shirt. Somehow, the difference of having him fully clothed and her naked only made this moment hotter. His palms wrapped around her, one grabbing a handful of her ass, the other applying pressure to her shoulder.
He kissed her again, his mouth slanting over hers. She opened for him as his hand kneaded her butt. Swirls of arousal wove patterns of overwhelming need inside her. His sweet tongue delved between her lips, seeking hers. She kissed him back, her arms winding over his neck as he lowered her to the bed, crawling over her until her head rested on the pillow. His weight settled on top of her. Brynn’s skin flamed hot and icy cold at the same time.
His hand skimmed up her hip to cup her breast, and a surprised whimper left her mouth.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”
He liked her sounds?
“Let’s see how many of those sweet sounds I can draw from you.” Aaron kissed her neck, trailing his mouth to her painfully hard nipple as he pinched and kneaded the other. Her back arched as his hot tongue licked the peak before he sucked the bud into his mouth.
“Aaron!”
“Hmmm,” he hummed, the vibration sending a shock of arousal shooting through her.
His rough palm skimmed down her belly towards her sex.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
His teeth raked over her nipple as his finger slipped inside her pussy lips. Her hips rocked off the bed. “Oh, God!”
“You like that?”
She nodded, then remembered he wanted her words. “Yes.”
“Good girl.”
A rush of liquid heat doused her body in white-hot flames with the praise.
