“And you might need to push me passed my comfort zone.”
“Done.”
“You shouldn’t make a habit of giving in to my demands.”
Nash smiled. A smile that had her stomach quivering and her sex clenching. “Don’t worry, I’ll be making my own demands you’ll be giving in to.”
“What kind of demands?”
“No underwear.”
A burst of laughter tore up her throat. “What?” she chocked out.
He shrugged. “I like the idea of knowing you’ve got nothing on under your clothes.”
“Fucking hell. You really are a teenager.”
His grin turned downright naughty. “I feel like one around you.”
“Without the bumbling and fumbling I hope.”
“Oh, definitely no bumbling. Or fumbling.” He slid his hands down her back and gripped her ass. “I promise no fumbling hands. I know exactly what to do with them.”
“We’ll see.”
“Yes, we will. But first.” He gave her ass a squeeze then let go. “Time to put our clothes back on. If you want to check out the movies in the cupboard under the TV then raid the pantry to look for that popcorn, I’ll finish checking the fireplace and see if I can’t get a fire going to keep us warm.”
“You don’t want help?”
“I’d rather only one of us get covered in soot. And you’re helping get things ready for our date.”
Laura wanted to argue but Nash made quick work of getting them both clothed before going back to the fireplace as though they hadn’t just been pressed skin to skin.
She couldn’t decide if stopping was good or not. One thing it wasn’t was a relief. Her body still thrummed with arousal at a level she’d never felt before and she was honest enough to admit she didn’t like being left hanging. And that’s kind of what he’d done.
At least she knew he’d done it to both of them. There was no missing the bulge in Nash’s jeans. Grinning, she went to the cupboard the TV sat on to look through the movies he had. She’d grant him his wish, sit through a movie and share some popcorn but the second he tried to steal a kiss she’d be on him.
Now that she’d agreed to enter a relationship with Nash she was prepared to dive right in. Her fear seemed insignificant now, especially with him admitting to his own.
Yeah, she’d let him steal some kisses. Then she’d steal a few of her own.
6
Nash tried to ignore the woman puttering around behind him. It was hard though.
That wasn’t the only hard thing. His cock had been like a rock since she’d stripped out of his clothes.
Then again, he doubted the state of his dick would change until he’d done something about the ache in his groin and fucked Laura.
A few hundred times.
Fuck! He couldn’t believe she hadn’t said no.
It had taken everything he had not to ravish her on the spot. He’d wanted to finish stripping both of them down and take her where they stood.
But she’d been through the wringer earlier, and while the idea of taking her standing up appealed, the first time he had her she’d be under him. Spread out on his bed so he could take in every inch of her. Explore all those sleek dips and swells she hide beneath her uniform.
And he really wanted to woo her. Call him old fashioned, he liked the idea of them getting to know each other before diving into bed.
