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She pulled his face back to hers, to kiss him again. In one rapid movement, she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and yanked it off. She dropped her fingers to his waist again, only fumbling with his belt for a moment before undoing it.
And then something occurred to him. Disappointment crashing around him, he frowned, rested his hand on hers, and stepped back a few inches.
Chapter Five
Molly hadn’t knownwhat to make of him at the bar. He bounced between flirty and reserved enough to make her head spin. But once the door closed them off from the rest of the world, the hunger in that first kiss made her concerns evaporate.
Except his small frown brought back her doubt. She almost didn’t want to ask. Then again, what she really wanted was for them to keep exploring each other, and whatever caused his dismay was stopping that.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
His expression shifted to a sheepish smile. “I maybe should’ve thought of this before. I don’t have any condoms.”
“Oh.” It had been long enough since she was in a situation like this, she hadn’t thought about it. No wonder he looked unhappy. Her shoulders slumped. As much as she enjoyed the moment, there were some risks she wasn’t willing to take.
He met her gaze again and his scowl morphed into a wicked, seductive smile. He kissed up her neck, gliding his hands down her sides and finding his way to the button on her jeans. His voice caressed her ear. “Then again, maybe we’re okay without.”
She covered his hands with hers, more regret pulsing through her, along with the heat of his skin against hers. “You’re making a big assumption, and I’m not comfortable with that.”
“I’m hoping”—he nipped her earlobe—“you don’t mind letting me watch.”
Her pulse screamed, pounding between her legs. The trepidation of performing for this almost-stranger mingled with excitement that he might get off from watching her do the same. She stepped away until the back of her legs hit the edge of the bed. “Sounds like fun.”
“Don’t move.” He vanished into the bathroom and returned a moment later with a hand towel. He spun the desk chair around and dropped into it, gaze never leaving her for more than a couple of seconds. Every time he looked her over, her skin grew warmer and her slick need begged more loudly for attention.
Her hands shook, as she undid her own jeans, hooked her thumbs in the waistband, and dropped the rest of her clothes to the floor. She straightened and stood in front of him. Her embarrassment at being so exposed was tempered by arousal.
He undid his pants, worked himself free, and glided his hand up and down his shaft. She winced with regret. It would be nice to have him pounding inside her, stretching her out. But this was wicked enough on its own. She dropped onto the edge of the bed and then hesitated.What first?
“Play with your tits.” A controlling edge lined his suggestion.
She cupped her breasts and pinched the swollen nubs, moaning at the contact. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, as she massaged the flesh, tugging harder when he grunted.
“Lie back,” he said in a husky voice. “Use one hand to spread yourself open for me.”
The direct command made her head swim. She gasped when she brushed her swollen sex with her fingers.
