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“So you’ve made me wait that long,” she says, baring her teeth. “You’re not going to make me wait any longer.”
I meet her eyes, toffee dark and gold in the electric yellow light of this tiny meeting room.
“Take your clothes off,” she says, her gaze flitting up and down my body.
I didn’t expect that, but I don’t dislike it. She didn’t seem like the type to take charge. I meet her eyes, my fingers on the buttons of my pants. “All my clothes?”
“Yes,” she says. “After the years of dreams, I think it’s only fair that I see you naked.”
“You could at least offer to buy me a drink first.”
“I’ll buy you a drink after,” she says, biting down on her lower lip. “If you deserve it.”
“What makes you think I won’t deserve it?”
She smirks. “You’re still wearing all your clothes.”
“Right. My bad,” I say. I hook my thumbs under the waist of my jeans, pull them away from my skin, unbutton…unzip. She stares at my hands, her gaze flitting up and down the tattoo on my arm until it settles on my fingers again. Her mouth falls open and her breathing quickens. Her cheeks redden as she watches me, but I’m not doing this slowly. Partially, it’s for my benefit. I don’t know how long I can stand here and let her drink me in without touching her, but if this is what she needs, I absolutely plan to let her have it.
I curl my fingers around the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head. When it’s off, I can see Trine staring at me. She’s barely blinking. Her gaze slides down from my chest to my stomach, to where my fingers are. I ready myself for her, my dick in my hands.
“You like this, huh?” she asks.
“What’s not to like? You’re here,” I reply.
Her gaze is glued to my erection. I don’t want her to look away; even just having her eyes on me feels electrifying. She bites down on her lower lip, taking a step toward me.
She’s pretty close to me, but there’s still some distance between us.
Even with that, I can feel the warmth rolling off her skin, the air electrified.
“You’re taking too long,” she says.
“I thought you were savoring this.”
“I’ve had about half a decade to savor this,” she says. “Now I want to see what you look like naked.”
I kick my shoes off and then let my jeans slide down my legs. I curl my fingers around the waistband of my boxers and slide them down too. I’m aware she’s still wearing every piece of clothing she came in with, but this seems to be doing it for her.
The blush in her cheeks has deepened, her breathing jagged, and she wets her lips with her tongue as she watches me.
“Are you happy now?” I say, throwing my underwear at her.
She catches it, smirks, then drops it on the floor next to her. “I don’t think I’m going to be happy until you touch me.”
“I didn’t realize I had permission to touch you.”
“You have permission to do anything you want,” she says.
“Anything I want?”
“Yes,” she replies, tilting her head up to look at me. Her pupils are so dilated they’re practically covering the entirety of her irises. She wants this–probably almost as much as I do. “Anything you want.”
I put my hands on her shoulders, sliding them down her arms until our fingers are intertwined. I pull her close to me, tilting my head down so our faces can meet. I press a kiss against the top of her head before she looks up at me, her breath shaky. It’s hot and tickles my skin.
Our lips meet. She’s soft and warm and perfect as she wraps her fingers around mine, like she’s never going to let go of me. She opens her mouth to let my tongue in and I move my hands so I can slide her top up, my hands flat against the curve of her stomach.
She pulls away from me for a second, heaving a heavy sigh.
