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“Of course not, I would love that.” She shrugged a little. “We can cancel whatever you want if you want, I’m just doing this to help you. If you’ve had enough for a day, I’m cool with that,” she smoothly managed. “Or we can play it by ear,” she said not wanting to sound like she was wanting him to cancel because she was upset. She wasn’t upset, she was just confused and needed a damn minute to wrap her head around what was happening or going to happen. She needed to know in advance with him, that required plenty of preparing.
“Good call, yes.”
“Which part, the…cancelling or playing it by ear?”
“Playing it by ear. I have a lot of King business trying to intrude.” His tone sounded annoyed which was a relief. She’d rather him bothered by that than this.
“Sure,” she said, nodding. “Now I have to think about what to cook.”
“Or you can let me order something and save the cooking for when it’s just me?”
A raincheck on the personal meal. She could handle that. “Absolutely. Whatever you want, boss.” Geeze, boss? “Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply this is all work to me, I’m actually…enjoying myself.”
“So am I,” he said, his tone sincere. Unless she was getting desperate and hearing things.Please, please, please God, don’t let that happen.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Ace’s arms wrapped around Sophie the second she locked her apartment door. Then she was swept off her feet and cradled in his arms. She clung to his neck, their faces too close not to kiss. She brought her hand over her mouth. “I must wait,” she gasped, getting his lips all over the back of her hand then face. “Where’s your bed?”
“That way,” she pointed, breathless.
He looked and headed for it as her mind and body spun with excitement. “What are you going to do? That door,” she pointed when he reached the hall.
“Do you really want to know?” he asked, walking to it.
Mercy, his tone said she might not. Now she must. “Yes.”
“First, you’re going to get naked. Then I’m going to taste and feel every inch of your body with my lips and tongue.” He lay her on the bed and she hurried onto her elbows, staring at him.
“Every inch of me?”
“Every fucking inch.”
She gasped at the idea then at the sight of his chest and muscles when he removed his shirt.
“I must do the same to you,” she remembered.
“Yes, you must,” he said, his hands undoing his pants now.
“Should I…get naked now?”
“Yes, right now.”
The urgency in his words tripled all her chemicals. “Will you…do this quickly? Oh God,” she whispered when he lowered his underwear and a huge penis sprang forth.
“I’ll do it slowly. But I have a feeling you’ll come quickly.”
“Come?” she breathed, her gaze glued to his cock and the way he held it in one hand, stroking it.
“Yes, orgasm.”
“Orgasm, yes. I know of this.”
“You’re not undressed, Tresor .”
She scrambled off the bed and turned, removing her blouse then boots and riding jeans she’d worn for their outing. She looked over her shoulder. “More?”
He angled his gaze on her backside. “Keep it. For now. Lay on the bed. On your back.”
