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This … this is different somehow. G may have been on to something, and for that, I might owe him.
“What do you say, babe? Wanna give the artist some inspiration?” I cup her face in both palms so I can read her reaction as she reaches up for the first time and threads her fingers through my hair. I lean in to the touch, so tender, yet so bold, that it has my half smile amping up and my eyes closing. Sighing, I press my forehead to hers.
“Absolutely.” She breathes, determination lacing her tone.
“Tell me to fuck off if it’s too much,” I whisper to her, raising my lids to catch her reaction. I get the faint nod I half expected and that’s all I need.
Grabbing her hand and spinning away, I leave the flickering light of the candles in our dust and beeline it straight to the spiral stairs. I pause there and lean against the railing with one arm around her shoulders, her hand still in mine, and the other running up the cool metal.
Click, click.
She’s already looking at me when I check on her.
Click. Click. Click.
Satisfied with the look I get, I pull her closer and plant a gentle kiss to the center of her forehead.
This held-together woman melts into my hands, her body leaning in impossibly close, and her breath leaving her on a slow sigh.
Chuckling, I slide down her side into a crouch and wrap a hand around her ankle. When she pauses, I look up in question to find a smirk on her face and her hand making its way to my shoulder for support.
Click.
She lifts one foot for me to remove the heel I know won’t fair well on these stairs, then the other. Straightening up to my towering six feet, four inches tall, I peer down at her as I pin her between my arms against the railing. More camera shudders echo in the otherwise silent room.
The sexy smirk on her face tells me I don’t need to ask for what I want next, but to be a gentleman, I do anyways.
“Remember to say when, babe.” She lifts a shoulder, but juts her chin up in acknowledgment. “Can I pick you up?” Eyes wide and full of wonder, I run my hands down the sides of her, amping her grin up the lower I go. Leaning down until my palms find the back of her knees and I pull her body up with ease.
Legs around my waist, arms around my neck, and her squeals in my ear, I take the steps two at a time until the bed hits my shins. Her core radiates against my groin, the heat and her dress slipping up her hips sends my cock into a solid rail between us.
I pause before I set her down against the mattress. I’m not sure how she’ll react to me having a boner so I lean slowly into kneeling on the plush bed with her legs still wrapped around my hips, and her back pressed into the dark comforter.
Definitely not what I’d planned on doing. No way she doesn’t know now …
Completely aroused, my dick throbs in my jeans against her core.
Click. Click. Click.
Fuck it.
Supporting my weight with one arm, I palm her jaw with the other and hover my lips over hers.
Click.
“Kiss me.” She demands, her breath washing over my heated face. Smirking when her hands find my hair, our lips crash together like the heat of a thousand suns that has my mind spinning, my body aching to come home. It’s like exhilaration and relaxation in one as I press my tongue to her plump lips, and she opens up to me. Our tongues slide and tease against one another, her hands slipping up the back of my shirt and pressing into my lower back. She pulls me tight against her body, melding from hip to chest, her full tits pressing into my chest.
I’m lightheaded when I pull back, my chest heaving, desperate to catch my breath.
“Holy shit.” She whispers to me through her own labored breathing, her eyes darting between mine in search of my reaction.
“Holy shit is right.”
Click, click, click.
For good measure, I dip down to meet her again, a sweet and gentle touch of her swollen lips to mine.
Fuck …
