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I scratch my cheek. "Aye."
"For heaven's sake." She grasps my head in both hands and speaks in a stern voice. "Stop with the Lachlan and Erica reenactment. I told you I don't want that. I want you. Can you get that through your thick, Scottish head? I wantyou. Tonight. Forget about your brother, forget about everyone else. Do this your way."
"My way would be I carry you into the bedroom and strip you naked right this minute."
"Yes. Please do."
I grin. "You are wonderful."
She rubs her body against my straining erection. "You gonna fuck me or what?"
"Aye." I scoop her into my arms at the same instant I surge up from the chair, then I carry her down the hallway and into her bedroom. When I spot the puppies asleep on the quilt, I tell them, "Time to go, furry lassies."
Misty and Mandy fly off the bed and out of the room. The dog door whaps closed behind them as I kick the bedroom door shut.
"Need privacy," I say, setting Calli on her feet, "for what I'm going to do to you."
Her eyes light up with unmistakable lust and excitement.
I grasp her around the waist, tugging her into me. "I'm about to show you how wicked I really am."
Chapter Sixteen
I slip my fingers under her shirt, gliding them upward, lifting the fabric as I go. Her flat belly caves in with every exhalation, and I love that her excitement affects her so much. No lass has ever wanted me the way she does, with a depth of hunger that makes me crave her even more. Eyes half-closed, she lights her hands on my chest while her gaze stays bound to mine.
I stop, my fingertips a hair's breadth below her bra. "No, not like this."
She throws her hands up. "What now? If you say we have to wait so you can do whatever Lachlan did—"
"Easy." Aye, shereallywants me. That knowledge makes me chuckle softly. "I meant not with me undressing you. I want you to strip for me."
"Oh." A slight blush turns her cheeks a delicate pink. "Sorry."
"Don't be." I tip her chin up with one finger. "I like your passion."
"Apparently, I get a little irrational when I'm sexually frustrated."
I kiss her, keeping the contact quick and light. "I'll take care of that soon enough. First, I want to watch you."
Cannae help smirking as I saunter to the bed and lower my erse onto the mattress. It creaks under my weight. I lay my hands on the quilt, but my attention stays fixated on her. I don't think most women understand how much men love to watch them undressing. Calli definitely doesn't understand. I love that I'll be the first man ever to see her strip—and I'll be the last too. Maybe I jumped the gun on proposing, but I know one day we will be married. It's destiny or some bollocks like that.
She stands there, seemingly immobilized like she can't figure out how to start.
"Relax," I say, canting my head as I sweep my gaze down the length of her sexy body and back up to her bonnie face. "Just take your clothes off. I'm easy to please, trust me."
With her, aye, I'm easy in every way. All she needs to do is look at me, and I get hard as concrete. Since I've poured concrete foundations, I know what I'm talking about.
She chews the inside of her lip, fingering the hem of her shirt with her gaze averted to the dresser.
"Look at me," I murmur. "Keep your eyes on me and try to relax. Look like you've got a caber up your erse."
"You have a caber fetish, don't you?"
"I've got a fetish for watching you undress."
She hesitates for only a moment, then takes hold of her shirt and lifts it over her head, tossing it onto the floor.
Her hand flies to her mouth. "Oops. Was that too fast? Should I do it slower?"
