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“I’ve never done that before.” Wonder is in my eyes. “At least, I don’t know if I have…”
My fingers curl and slide, and he groans like I really am driving him wild. With another low groan, he grasps the top of my hand, stopping me.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” He sounds feral, like an animal.
I’m sure it means something’s wrong with me, because it thrills me to my toes. He wants me, and I want him. My stomach trembles, and I can’t lie to him.
Shaking my head, I look down at the rod straining his shorts. My mouth waters.
“You’ll have to show me,” I whisper. “I’ve never done this before, but I want to learn.”
Strong arms surround me, and he pulls me to his chest again with a low groan.
In this crushed position I can’t play with his cock like I want to. I’m pinned against his bare body, which is amazing, but I want to move. I want to touch him, kiss him, do everything with him.
I’ve spent years studying anatomy, learning about the body, giving massages. It’s the first time I’ve ever had the most perfect specimen of male right here wanting me. A man who is fierceand grumpy and caring and helpful… and dark and strong and sexy as fuck.
I squirm, and his arms relax. He places his hands on my upper arms again, moving me back. Then he looks down at my bare breasts again and groans.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” I think he’s in real pain when he reaches for the sheet and wraps it over my shoulders. “Get dressed. We can’t do this here.”
“Zane…” I want to argue with him.
The grown woman inside me who has waited so long for this, who has dreamed of this moment, who spent years taking care of a sibling I love very much, but who is the biggest cock-blocker of all time… I don’t want to stop.
“Trust me.” His tone is final. “Your first time shouldn’t be on a massage table on Miss Gina’s patio.”
“I don’t know.” I press my lips into a pout as I hold the sheet over my body. “I think it sounds sexy.”
“Sometime maybe, but not your first time.” He stands off the table, and he’s still erect.
“What about that?” I nod down at him.
“I’m a grown man, Rachel. I can handle an erection.”
“Won’t you get blue balls or something?”
His brow quirks, and a sexy smile curls his full lips. “I thought you were a healthcare professional.”
“I am.” However, as I straighten my shoulders, I realize what I’m doing right now is as far from professional as I can get.
“Then you know blue balls are a teenage myth often used for nefarious purposes.”
Biting my bottom lip to keep from smiling, I exhale a sigh. “I don’t know. I might have blue balls right now.”
He chuckles softly, walking to where his clothes are folded neatly on a chair. The muscles in his legs flex, and his ass is toned and firm. How is he so perfect?
“I’ve got to check on those kittens.” He takes the bundleand heads for the small bathroom behind the greenhouse without looking back. “Thank you, again.”
I sigh watching him go, then I look down at my bra and shirt on the floor. “You’re welcome.”
He’s gone, so he doesn’t hear my pouty reply.
I fasten my bra and restore my clothing. Miss Gina might have given me permission, but he’s right. I’m a professional, and while we’re not exactly coworkers, we have a Christmas tree coming and relatives for which to prepare.
But it sounded like he left the door open for a first timesomewhere, right? I’m certain he did.
“This way!”I hold up my hands as the workers guide the tree on giant hammocks through the doorway. “Careful. Don’t hit the walls.”
