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He trailed his gaze over her face. “Unless you’re usually aturn the lights off and do it nakedtype of gal.”
“Kind of. Yeah.”
“Does that mean you hate the idea?” He hovered his hand millimeters from her face, close enough for her to feel without him making contact.
She couldn’t vocalize her concerns. “No. But...”
He cupped her cheek. “You weren’t shy before.”
“I didn’t let myself think about it.” Even though she lost the weight years ago, the doubt still lingered. Now was a horrid time for Danny’s voice to echo in her head, which she suspected was why it did. This was an entirely different beast from picking up a stranger in a club. As much as she tried to convince herself otherwise, Jonathan’s opinion meant the world to her.
“Then stop thinking now.” He moved his hands to the bottom of her T-shirt. “I’ll help.” He peeled the top off, then grasped her hands as he looked her over. “Gorgeous.”
The compliment and unwavering attention drilled inside, chasing away some of her hesitation, but not all. She hugged herself, unsure what to do next.
“Don’t be that way.” He loosened her arms again and stepped closer. Dropping his mouth to her ear, he whispered, “I want to see what you like. The way you caress yourself. The places you touch when you’re alone with your thoughts. You show me yours; I’ll show you mine.”
He put distance between them but never stopped watching her. She forced boldness through her veins, letting her screaming pulse carry it, and unclasped her bra. It dropped to the ground, and the chill clashed with her scorched skin. “What now?”
“Up to you. For the number of times I fantasized about you... the reality is much better.” His voice was heavy, a tone rapidly becoming her favorite.
She pushed the rest of her clothing to the ground. Her nipples were tight, and need throbbed between her legs. How was this such a turn-on? She’d worry about the why later. She preferred to focus on the now. She grabbed the chair from next to the desk and took a seat.
If she were alone... she’d hide under the covers and get things over with quickly.
That wasn’t quite true. She imagined more, and now was her chance to make it real. When she dragged her thumbs over her nipples, he groaned.
That made this easier. Dampness grew between her legs. She pinched harder, rolling and squeezing. The touch made her gasp. She was tempted to fall into her own mind, but the sound of a zipper kept her in the room.
Jonathan undid his jeans and worked his cock free, gaze never leaving her. Her heart hammered in her chest. This was way hotter than she expected. She glided one hand down her stomach, still massaging her breast with the other. It never felt this good when she was alone.
She slid her fingers easily between her folds.
“God.” Jonathan moaned. “Spread your legs. I want to see.”
She complied, stroking along her slit, keeping away from her core, not wanting the experience to end too quickly.
“You made the most delicious sounds last night.” Jonathan’s voice was strained. “I want to hear them again. Those gasps and cries when you come.”
She dipped two fingers inside her, thrusting and grinding against her hand. It wasn’t enough. She moved back to her clit, and bucked against her touch when she nudged the swollen nub.
His grunts added to her urgency. She rubbed, as climax built inside. Edging. Getting closer. She pressed in, until orgasm spilled inside, tearing from her throat and making her body shudder.
“Jesus, Ale.” His groan drew her attention again. He stroked his shaft, still watching her.
Inspiration struck, and she slid from the chair to kneel in front of him. “Want help?” She looked up at him through her lashes.
Not waiting for an answer, she trailed her tongue over the head of his cock, licking away a drop of precum. She took his length in her mouth. He was warm and hard, jerking against her, tangling his fingers in her hair to guide the pace.
His thrusting grew faster, and she licked along his skin. His groans shifted to frantic, seconds before a warm, salty squirt hit the back of her throat. She kept sucking until he wrenched from her touch, then she pulled away gently and met his gaze again.
He pulled her into his lap and kissed her deeply, not seeming to mind that his taste lingered on her lips. He broke away and pressed his forehead to hers. “So incredible,” he said breathlessly.
Thunder clapped, and for a moment the entire room filled with the flash of lightning. Seconds later, the scramble of claws on hardwood drew closer, and a white flash of fur shot across the floor and under the dresser. The candle on top wobbled, then toppled onto the quilt draped over the rack next to it.
The blanket caught fire and sent flame shooting toward the ceiling and smoke billowing through the room. “Shit.” Jonathan was on his feet in an instant.
