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Had I ever been this bold? The answer was a resounding no.
He didn’t move at first, and for a long moment, I worried I would have to do all the work. But his stare was so intense, he had to be feeling this too.
I settled my hand on his nape and brushed my breasts against his chest. Gradually, I moved my mouth closer to his. And closer. And closer. And closer.
Suddenly, the dam seemed to break. Whatever had been holding him back melted away and his mouth crushed mine. Our lips and tongues meshed with a passion that was startling. How did this work? Did he undress me? Or was I responsible for disrobing?
My hands started roaming, answering for me. I slid them down the center of his chest, my fingers fumbling with his top button. Meanwhile, his hands moved beneath the bottom band of my sweatshirt, making contact with my bare skin.
I wasn’t prepared for just how good it would feel to have his strong, work-roughened hands on my bare skin. I’d spent years avoiding making out with boys, knowing one thing would lead to another. But Dallas wasn’t a boy. Dallas was a man.
“Let’s get some of these clothes off,” I said when we finally broke the kiss.
With a nod, he stepped back and began stripping. There was something so matter-of-fact about it, like he was simply following orders.
I didn’t want him to see it that way. I decided to do something about it.
Without taking my eyes off him, I lifted my sweatshirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. Then I reached for the fastening of my jeans. I was no pinup model, but I was proud of my body. I had generous curves that got attention everywhere I went.
But today, there was only one person’s attention I sought.
Dallas had stripped to his underwear by then, which made it impossible to ignore his bulge. Again, I wondered if I was theone who had put it there. And how did I convince him to remove his underwear? I wanted to see what was beneath that blue cotton.
Once my jeans were off, I reached for the clasp of my bra. I didn’t take my eyes off him as I tossed the bra aside, baring my breasts to him.
He moved then, walking boldly toward me. He didn’t even stop when I stood, frozen, struggling to process my body’s reaction to him. Chills spread from head to toe, but heat pooled in one very specific area. Warmth and moisture. My body was preparing for him.
“Let me do the rest,” he said.
I wasn’t sure what he meant, but at that point, I was willing to do whatever he wanted. He was the expert. I was here to learn.
“Get on the bed,” he said.
His words, coupled with the desire in his eyes, sent a fresh wave of heat to my pussy. I’d never felt anything like this. No one had ever looked at me the way he was right now.
I knew, in that moment, that I’d never be the same.
5
DALLAS
Iwanted this woman. I had to have this woman.
Was it possible to already be in love with this woman?
All I knew was that I’d never, in all my life, felt this way. Her smile, her body, even the way she moved. It was all...intoxicating.
As requested, Phoebe lay on the bed, buck naked except for the skimpy pink panties she wore. I stood by the bedside, staring down at her. Savoring the sight of her.
Finally, I climbed onto the bed next to her, propping myself up on one arm. That left my other hand free to touch, but I couldn’t decide what to touch first. I wanted to savor every inch of her at once.
I started with a kiss. It was easy to get caught up in the feel of her lips against mine. But my fingers naturally strayed to her chest. I ran my thumb over her nipple, making her moan.
And then her hand was roaming. She started running her hand over my arm, but then moved downward, sliding over my waist, then my hips. When her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of my underwear, I sucked in a breath.
Six years without a woman’s touch. But this wasn’t just any woman. This wasthewoman.
Phoebe broke the kiss and looked down as her hand made contact with my cock. That was when I pitched in, tugging down my underwear to give her full access.
