He grinned down at her. "Good."
Curious, Dylan asked, "What would you have done if I wouldn't agree?"
"I'd convince you," he said.
"How?"
His smile turned wicked. "Want a demonstration?"
"Definitely."
"As you wish."
ChapterTwenty
Clay intended to take his time. Every night since she'd moved in, they'd had sex.
Tonight, he was going to make love to her. He wanted more than her mind and body. He wanted to involve her heart.
He leaned down and pressed his lips to the space between her breasts, over the strong, steady beat of her heart. His hands slid behind her and unhooked her bra. He stripped it off her body, dropping it onto the floor. He traced his lips over the curve of her breasts, relishing in the way she sighed and arched into his kiss.
"Dylan," he murmured. He laid his mouth over hers, keeping the kiss gentle. "I love you."
When he lifted his head, she smiled at him. "No f-bomb this time?"
"No."
She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck, squeezing. "I love you, too."
"See," he said, nudging her head to the side so he could kiss her throat. "That wasn't hard at all."
"No, it wasn't."
His mouth traveled from her throat to her collarbone, then lower to her breasts. When he sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, Dylan gasped and arched her back, her hands fisting in his hair.
Clay took his time, sucking and licking until Dylan trembled beneath him. His mouth trailed down her abdomen to the waistband of her underwear. He stripped them from her body, letting them fall to the ground.
His hands slid from her ankles up to her thighs and he pushed them apart. He parted her with his thumbs and ran his tongue over her clit.
Dylan gasped and tried to slam her thighs together, but Clay held them apart and fastened his mouth on her clit.
Her hips shifted as she arched her back and her hands clasped his hair.
He released his hold on her thigh and slipped a finger inside her, adding another when her body accepted it easily.
Dylan moved beneath his mouth, her legs trembling as he used his mouth on her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, her hips lifting to press deeper into his mouth.
Clay felt the fine tension running through her muscles and knew that she was close. Especially when she moaned again, this time his name.
Suddenly, her pussy spasmed around his fingers and her body jerked beneath him as she came. Her hands tugged at his hair as he drew out her orgasm.
Her body collapsed against the mattress, her muscles quivering. Clay gave her one last, slow lick, wringing another gasp from Dylan.
He placed a kiss on her belly and rose over her, wiping a hand over his mouth. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and her cheeks were flushed as she stared up at him.
Clay leaned over and kissed her. Her legs wrapped around his hips as he lowered more of his weight onto her body.
