“Nate and Mia host a Friendsgiving every year. I know you don’t want to be seen out in public, but they’re my best friends. And they already know we’ve been spending time together. The piece in your right hand attaches to the black cat in the reindeer sweater,” I say, trying to save her from another wrong attempt.
“Ah. Thanks.”
“Would you feel comfortable coming with me? They’re doing it early since they’re going to Wisconsin for Thanksgiving this year.”
She’s quiet for a moment, and honestly I wasn’t even sure I should ask her to come with me, but if it isn’t abundantly clear to her by now, I’m so fucking serious about her.
“It wouldn’t be weird for them?”
“Nothing is weird for them,” I say on a laugh. “They’d love to have you.”
“Okay,” she says, turning her head to me.
I lean down and kiss her forehead, my chest exploding at the way her eyes are sparkling at me.
“Wow, that was highly scientific.” I can’t stop myself from laughing at the way Demi just explained—or tried to explain—the Big Bang.
“Listen, I went to school for communications, not physics. ‘Boom’ is the best I can do.”
She waves her hand in the air, and I take it into my palm, kissing the back of her knuckles. We’ve paused the puzzle—again—and have spent the last hour talking about my “nerdy but hot” shirts. Her words, not mine. Although that’s a compliment if I’ve ever heard one.
“I didn’t study physics either.” I stand, pulling her to her feet. “I was always more into chemistry.” My hand wraps around her waist as I whisper my words into her ear.
She playfully tries to pull away, but then sways her body back into me. Her hand is cool as she places it against my bare chest. My heartbeat feels loud in my ears as the words I admitted to my friends recently play in my head on a loop.
“You’ve had the week off and haven’t seemed antsy or bothered at all.” She wraps her arms around my torso and leans back to look up at me.
“I’ve been with you, what’s there to be antsy or bothered about?” I grin.
She leans forward, and I bring my lips down to hers, capturing her mouth against mine. Her lips are soft and sweet, sending a shock through my entire body. I simply can’t get enough of this woman.
With my hands on her hips and our lips still tangled together, I gently push her backward, walking us toward my bedroom.Demi’s eyes light up when she pulls back, her teeth pulling at her bottom lip as she stops halfway down the hall.
“I’m taking these off,” she says, pulling at the drawstring of my shorts.
The hallway is dark and quiet. But I can see her eyes clear as day as she stands in front of me. They’re blazing. I lift my hands up to my chest, signaling for her to take charge if that’s what she’s after tonight.
Demi pulls at the waistband, letting my shorts fall to the ground around my feet and she leans up to kiss me. Her tongue parts my lips immediately and her hand cups me through my boxers.
“Fuck,” I breathe the word into her mouth.
She rubs against me with her hand, using her other to pull at the back of my neck as she kisses me. Her mouth is warm and hungry this time. Full of need and desire. I feel her hand slip into my boxers, and she touches my length with her fingers.
“Fuck, Dem. That’s it,” I whimper and feel my body shiver. The pad of her thumb smooths over the head and there’s already precum at the tip.
My breaths are ragged as she kisses my chest, her hand still working my cock like a goddamn instrument. “I don’t go first,” I manage to say between breaths, and pull myself together long enough to scoop her up into my arms, stepping completely out of my shorts and boxers, walking us both to my room.
No words are exchanged between us as I pull the T-shirt off her body, her breasts bouncing the second they’re free. Her taut nipples are the first thing I want, grabbing them in both hands as I bring my mouth to one, and roll the other between my fingers.
“Come here.” My voice is heavy as I look at her.
She pulls her shorts down and follows me to the edge of the bed just before I lie back. I watch her eyes scan my body. Shepauses her gaze on my cock, and I feel like even her just looking at me might make me combust.
I reach for her hand, pulling her closer to me. “Have a seat, honey,” I say as she climbs onto the bed.
She straddles me, and the view I have of her right now is enough to send me to an early grave. She’s completely bare and a goddamn masterpiece. There’s a pink blush to her cheeks and when she smiles at me, her dimples come out to play.
“This view could kill me, but I meant to have a seat here.” I point to my mouth. “I need to taste you again.”
