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In case he needed further convincing, I dipped a finger of my free hand into the glaze and smeared it down the center of his chest. “Oops.” I let go of his hand, slid down from the counter, and licked the frosting off his skin, savoring the mix of sugar from the frosting and saltiness of his skin.
The sound that came out of his chest was half low chuckle, half growl, one-hundred-percent sexy, so I took my time, making sure I got every last drop of glaze, worshipping the firm ridges and valleys with my tongue. I whisked it over one of his nipples, then kissed my way up, over his collarbone, along his neck, to his jaw, waiting for him to either pull me closer or shut me down, praying with every overheated fiber of my being it was the former.
Pausing long enough to look into his eyes, gauging whether he was with me, I barely breathed. My heart pounded as he peered down at me, his lips parted, showing me I was affecting him at least a little.
“Ava…”
I ran my hands up his chest, to his shoulders. “Yes?”
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. “Is this what you want?”
Letting out a little laugh, I said, breathily, “You really can’t tell?”
“You were hesitant last night. Just want you to be sure… No regrets?”
“Only if you turn me away right now.”
Our gazes were locked for another five seconds, the longest five seconds of my life, and then his lips lowered to mine, his hands wrapped around my waist and pulled my body into his, and he devoured my mouth without warning in the most thorough, passionate kiss ever, as if holding himself back while I’d eaten the frosting off his skin had taken a toll on him.
He pressed his erection into me, trapping me between him and the counter, leaving no doubt he was as into this as I was. As our tongues swirled and mated, I lowered one hand to the side of his waist, found the lump of towel where it was being held up, and released it. It sprung away from his backside and got caught up where our bodies were touching in front, so I yanked the terry cloth to the side and dropped it on the floor.
The contact between our mouths broke long enough for him to say, “You still turn aggressive when you want something.”
“Oops,” I said again, grinning into his mouth as I went back to kissing him.
His hands trailed lower, over my butt, and before I knew what was happening, he lifted me. I let out a surprised yelp and my legs went around his waist. I held on tighter to his neck as he turned us away from the kitchen counter.
“Which room are you staying in?” he asked.
“My old one. Upstairs.”
He reached the stairs in three long strides, then he darted us up them as if he wasn’t carrying another human. That show of fitness and strength did nothing to cool my jets. He went into the room on the right, familiar with where I’d grown up even though we’d rarely spent time there when my aunt and mom lived in the cottage.
At the side of my bed, he set me down, my feet sliding to the floor. There was a huge three-paneled window on the wall facing the lake, but I hadn’t bothered to open the blinds yet. The light was filtered, but I could see his naked form when I landed on the mattress. His dick jutted upward, and my body responded to the sight, aching for his intrusion.
“Get naked,” he said.
“Mm, you’ve gotten bossy.” I lifted my flowy shirt over my head and playfully tossed it at him.
“You like bossy?” he asked, coming nearer, crowding his legs against mine.
“I likeyou.” I unhooked my bra but kept it over my breasts. “I can’t get naked if you don’t give me space.”
“You’re taking too long.” He backed up half a step, his eyes locked on my chest.
“I’m worth the wait.”
I tugged the bra off and flung it so it draped over his shoulder, then stood to unbutton my shorts. Before I could drop them to the floor, Cash was palming my breasts, kneading them, rubbing his thumbs over my nipples, making my breath catch. He lowered his head and took one in his mouth, and my shorts were forgotten as I arched into him, dropped my head back, and held on to his head, my fingers burrowing through his coarse hair.
“Your nipples were always so sensitive,” he said between teasing tongue swirls. “Can you still come this way?”
Ten minutes ago, I would’ve said I didn’t know, because I hadn’t. Not since him. With his mouth on me though, there was no doubt. “Uh-huh, but I don’t want to.”
He caught the tip of my nipple between his tongue and teeth, and a shock of sensation zinged straight to my core, making me gasp. “No?” he teased.
“I want—”
His fingers toyed with my other nipple, intensifying the ache between my legs until I squirmed.
