“Well, if it’s not worth the effort to see what’s beneath….”She had the audacity to shrug.
“You.”He pulled her in for a kiss, reaching his arms around her to squeeze her backside.Her resulting groan filled his mouth.“Do you like that?”
“I’d like it more if it was skin on skin.”
“Done.”He reached down and pulled her nightgown to her waist, his hands returning to her backside.“Better?”Dear God.It was certainly better for him.Her bottom was soft and smooth and perfect.
“So much better.But you’re going to have to open these buttons if you want the nightgown to go over my head.”
“Is that an invitation?”
“I suppose it is, although I’m quite enjoying this for the moment.”She moaned as he massaged her luscious backside.
He reclaimed her lips, pulling her tightly against him.He couldn’t seem to get enough of her.He licked along her jaw and around the shell of her ear.Her eyes were dazed with desire when she pulled back from him.
“Trent Gibson, I think you might be a liar.”
“A liar?”He was startled by the accusation, but she was still smiling.
“You’re far too good at this to be a virgin.”
He laughed with relief.“Well, if I do happen to be any good at this, it’s only because I want you.So much.Will you allow me to explore tonight?I want to taste every inch of your body.”
Her eyes grew wide, but she nodded.
“Good, let’s get this off, then.”He started on the buttons at her throat.
“This first,” she said, tugging at his pajama top.
He didn’t argue.He did want to feel her skin against his again.After his shirt, he pulled her nightgown over her head.Lord, she was beautiful.The lamplight highlighted every curve.There was a sprinkling of freckles over her creamy skin, and her blushing nipples reached for him.
He kissed a single freckle on her left breast.“I'm going to make it my mission to kiss every freckle on your body tonight.”
“I have a lot of freckles.That could take all night.”
He pressed a kiss over a group of them on her shoulder.“Do you have somewhere else to be?”
“Definitely not.”
“I’ll try not to get too distracted.”He flicked his tongue over her nipple, and she sucked in a breath.“But perhaps you should lie down and get comfortable, just in case.”
He folded back the blankets, and she climbed onto the bed, lying on her stomach.She looked over her shoulder.“You did say mywholebody.”Then she giggled and moved to turn over, but he stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.
“I did say that.”The sight of her naked body, laid out for his perusal, had his manhood straining against his pajamas.“And I meant it.”Her skin was smooth and supple as he dragged a finger down her back and over her bottom.“I think I could spend an entire evening just staring at that backside of yours.”With his finger, he jiggled the flesh, and she laughed.
Carefully, he climbed onto the bed and lifted one leg over to straddle her.“Is this alright?I think it’s going to be the most efficient position for me to be able to see”—he leaned down and pressed his lips against her shoulder—“and kiss, every, single, freckle.”He accented each word with another kiss.
“It seems like the most logical approach.”She sighed as he traced his tongue over her shoulder blade.Her arms were up, supporting her head, and the sides of her breasts were pressed out by the weight of her body.She groaned as he licked her there.“You are so incredibly soft.I’m sorry my hands aren’t smooth like a gentleman’s.”
“I like your hands.The roughness shows that you’re not afraid to work hard.It means you’re strong enough to carry me when I need it.”
“But what about when they rub over your skin?”He shifted lower and slowly dragged both hands all the way down her back to settle on her bottom.Goosebumps rose on her skin.
“It sends chills through my body.”
Now that he was closer, he could see faded scars on her bottom.He pushed down his anger and his questions.He would not allow it to seep into this incredible experience.Instead, he pressed his lips gently against one of them.
“Do I have freckles there?”
