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It was so unexpected that I laughed and released her, letting her skip off to the bathroom. She was a handful, I was finding that out quicker than expected.
And yet…I liked that.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CLARA
He’d thought of everything. The house was fully stocked with food, drinks, fresh linens and towels. I ducked into the shower to wash away the four hour drive and change into a casual pair of shorts and a tank top.
When I got downstairs, the spacious kitchen smelled like steak and caramelized onions. He stood at the counter, shirtless and in sweatpants. Popping the cap from a bottle of red wine.
My heart stilled and restarted.
God, it hadn’t even started and I was already dreading for the weekend to be over.
Oblivious, he poured a splash of wine and sipped it. His eyes lit up.
“That’s very good,” he said. “Come taste it.”
I joined him, taking the glass and having a sip. From the same place his mouth had touched.
“I like it.”
He flashed his wide smile and went to the stove. I pulled myself onto the counter and filled my glass, my bare feet hanging down. I took a sip, glancing subtly at him.
That was a sight I could get used to.
His back muscles were impressive. Moving under his smooth skin as he flipped the steaks and took them off the stove. That dusting of freckles over his shoulders was so sexy. Like a bit of vulnerability in the expanse of his perfect torso.
He brought me a plate of steak, caramelized onions, and roasted carrots. I watched him, suddenly shy at his big, half-naked presence, as he cut a strip of meat and speared it on a fork.
“Open,” he said.
I obeyed. He grinned and put a piece of the juiciest, tender steak on my tongue. I wasn’t the biggest fan of steak, but Merrick could make just about anything delicious. I closed my eyes, unable to hold back the moan.
“Good girl,” he said softly.
“Oh my God,” I breathed. “That’s amazing.”
His lids flickered, dark lashes flicking over those deep blue eyes.
“I hope you make that sound when I put my cock in your mouth,” he said.
I coughed, almost choking. Swallowing with difficulty.
His hand came up and ran down my side to my hip. Gripping me hard. His other hand lifted and he touched my lower lip with his fingertip.
I parted for him. Eyes locked on my mouth, he pushed his finger onto my tongue.
“Suck it,” he breathed.
I obeyed, unsure if I was doing it right. I must have been because he groaned quietly and began moving his finger back and forth over my tongue.
Like he was fucking my mouth with it.
Heat pooled heavily between my legs and an ache I felt down to the bottoms of my feet started in my core.
“Fuck, you’re a natural,” he praised.
