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The scent of vanilla wafts around us, delicate and arousing.
Her head springs up, the desire vanishing from her expression. "This is someone else's bed."
"Gil won't mind." I bend over to exhale a hot breath onto the pulse point on her neck, just below her ear. "I asked him."
She stiffens. "You asked my friend if he minded you having a poke at me in his bed?"
"No, my sweet, paranoid lass." I drag my open mouth down her throat, letting my lips and tongue trace a damp trail over her skin. "I asked if he minded me entertaining female acquaintances in his home. He said as long as I wash the sheets before he gets back, it was no matter to him."
"How many females have you gotten acquainted with in this bed?"
"None—yet." I let my lips brush against her throat while I work on removing her blouse, freeing one button at a time, baring the slopes of her breasts as I move lower and lower. "You, my bonnie Erica, will be the first."
She doesn't move except to bite her lip.
"There willnae be others," I murmur against her skin. "I asked ye to be my companion for this month. You and only you."
"What makes you think I care?"
I chuckle. "Ye tensed when I said ye were the first, which means ye care."
"Maybe I'll have other men during the month."
"You won't."
She snorts. "Arrogant much?"
I free the last button, sweeping aside the halves of her blouse. Her lacy white bra barely covers her breasts, and her rigid nipples push against the flimsy fabric. I lay a hand on her belly, holding it there for a moment while I admire the delicate curve of her hips. Then I kiss my way down her chest, into the valley between those lush tits. She squirms beneath me, her breaths coming heavier and faster.
I brush my nose against her breast, relishing the scent of her skin. I touch my lips to the spot where my nose had been, teasing her with light strokes. Christ, she's beautiful. I slip a finger under her bra strap and pull it over her shoulder so it hangs halfway down her upper arm. Then I push my hand inside her bra, molding my palm to her breast, and with a quick tug, I liberate it from the fabric.
She arches into my touch.
I flick my thumb over her nipple and seal my mouth over it, suckling and nipping until she's writhing beneath me. I release her breast and let my hand travel down her belly to the button on her jeans, unhooking it.
She plows her fingers into my hair.
Relinquishing her nipple, I unzip her jeans with a sharp ripping sound.
Erica makes an irritated noise.
I laugh and peck a kiss on her nose. "Patience."
"Told you, not my strong suit."
Diving my fingers inside the waistband of her jeans, I drag them down her thighs. "I've noticed your impatience. Tonight, I'll teach ye to enjoy waiting."
Chapter Fourteen
"Should I be taking notes?" the cheeky lass asks, her mouth kinking into a sexily sarcastic expression.
"Ye won't be thinking clearly enough to jot anything down."
I yank her jeans off and toss them away, then hook an arm around her, lifting her torso off the bed just enough that I can strip off her blouse with my free hand. I get somewhat distracted by the sight of one tit spilling out of her bra and the sensation of her skin on mine, so for a moment I simply cradle her in my arm, bent over so far that her back almost touches the mattress. Every labored breath she takes pushes those breasts up until they come within millimeters of grazing my chest.
When I lean sideways, reaching for the bedside table, the movement rocks her.
Erica raises her head. "Are you leaving?"
