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I went to her, hooking my arm around her waist. “I took notes. Wrote down everything at your place so you’d have it here too.”
Clara took care of her skin, and with what she used, I’d known it came with a hefty price tag, but damn, I hadn’t been prepared. That didn’t mean I skimped. In fact, I bought double of her body butter. That was for me as much as it was for her, though, since I got to run my hands over her supple skin after she lathered it with thick lotion.
Her blinks were rapid, and her pretty mouth was parted in an O. “But why?”
“I like having you under my roof, like falling asleep and waking up with you. I want you to be comfortable here so you’ll come around often. That means making it so you don’t have to pack a bag like you’re on a trip.” I ran my nose along hers, and her breath caught. “I want you to feel just as at home here as you do at your place.”
Her mouth opened and closed before she sighed and leaned into me. “This was incredibly thoughtful, baby. Thank you so much. I love being here.”
“You’re very welcome.” I plucked the tub of body butter out of her hand. “Did you put this on yet?”
“Not yet. I got sidetracked looking at everything.”
“Let me do it for you.”
“Okay.” She bit her lip. “In here?”
I took her hand in mine. “Nope. On the bed. Pajamas off, sweetness.”
Coming to a stop at the foot of my bed, we faced each other. Clara pulled her T-shirt over her head and shimmied out of her sleep shorts and panties. I cupped one of her heavy breasts, lifting it to my mouth to suck her beaded nipple. Her fingers delved into my hair, holding me there as my lips traveled over one creamy globe to the other. I’d never get enough of the feel of her—not even if she was in my bed for the next hundred years.
“Lie face down.”
The act of her climbing onto my bed and crawling to the center almost undid me. The sway of her hips and generous ass lit me from the inside out.
Once she was on her belly, I kicked off my pants and joined her, straddling her legs. With a scoop of lotion shared between my hands, I rubbed it into her back in slow swirls, starting at her shoulders and working my way down. Her soft moans urged me to keep going. I took my time on her, massaging her muscles, making sure every inch was well-lathered and cared for. When I reached her ass, I used more lotion to knead her soft, addictive flesh, my erection resting at the valley between her cheeks.
Soon, I would get to bury myself there, but not yet.
Her hips rocked back and forth like she was seeking something more than I was giving her. She’d have it. I never left her wanting.
I lifted off her to smooth my palms down the back of her thighs, getting them nice and evenly coated. I worked my way down to her feet, digging my thumbs into the soles, earning more moans from her. A different kind, but no less potent.
I gave her ass a tap. “On your back, beautiful. Let me see the rest of you.”
She rolled over, her arms lazing above her head, her legs falling open. My mission was almost sidetracked by her glistening pink slit, needy for my tongue and cock, but I managed to keep my head on.
With lotion on my fingertips, I drew lines over her breasts and rubbed it in with my palms. I got lost in what I was doing, molding her soft flesh, tweaking her sweet little nipples. Eyes closed, her lips parted to let out a low moan.
With reluctance, I moved away from her breasts to her sloped tummy, giving it some much-needed attention. Her breath caught, muscles clenching as I caressed around her belly button before moving lower, over the outer curve of her hips to the small scar above her trimmed thatch of dark, silky hair.
“Beautiful,” I murmured, running my fingertip over that little line. When I raised my eyes, Clara was watching me, her lower lip caught between her teeth. “You’re beautiful.”
She released her lip, and her tongue peeked out to wet it. “What are you doing to me?”
“Taking care of you like I need to.”
Driving us both out of our minds. But we had all night. Our worlds were here, inside these walls. There was nothing for us to worry about.
Finally, finally, we had the time to get lost in one another.
Chapter Thirty-five
Clara
I’d been lotioned and caressed from my collarbone down to the tips of my toes. Jake had rubbed every muscle and touched every inch of me. I had never felt so utterly cared for. Or as turned on and needy.
Jake had endless patience. If not for his thick erection bobbing against his taut stomach, angry and weeping, I would have thought this wasn’t affecting him the same way it was me. He hadn’t paid any attention to it, though, too intent on making me feel as good as he could.
