But now?—
“When I went to Beauty and Bliss,” Vienna explains. “I was just going to pick out regular stuff. But then I saw this set, and it made me think of Valentine’s Day. I thought… Well, I saw it in a movie once. The woman was wearing red lace lingerie, and the guy said she looked like the perfect gift…”
“There’s a set?” It’s all I can do to keep myself from tearing the rest of her clothes off to see for myself.
“Yeah.” She unbuttons her jeans and starts working them down her hips. “I don’t wear things like this, usually—” Her cheeks turn nearly as red as her bra. “Okay, never. I’ve never worn something like this before. But I wanted to look nice for you. Sexy.”
I almost swallow my tongue when I see the tiny triangle of sheer fabric covering neatly trimmed curls. “You look very sexy,” I manage.“Very.”
The jeans fall to the floor, and Vienna steps out of them. Now she’s only in the matching bra and panties set, plus a pair of short socks with little pink hearts all over them.
I don’t know what it is about the combination of lingerie and those sweet little socks, but I’m certain it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Oh!” Vienna notices the socks at the same time I do. She leans over to pull them off. “The stupid socks. They ruin the whole look.”
“No.” I rise from the couch and pull her into my arms in one fluid move. “They don’t. They’re perfect.”
Her face squinches with confusion. “The socks? They’re not sexy. They’re silly and?—”
My mouth crashes down on hers, cutting off the rest of her words. Bypassing slow and gentle, I kiss her hard, my tongue plunging inside her mouth, thrusting and stroking.
One hand tangles in her hair, and with the other, I cup the perfect curve of her ass. Pulling her close, I lift Vienna off her feet so my erection notches between her thighs.
I taste the chocolate and espresso she must have been using to cook with, plus a rich, honeyed flavor that’s uniquely hers. My hand slides from her hair to the nape of her neck, and I tip her head back so I can take our kiss even deeper.
Vienna moans, and she wraps her legs around my waist. The heat at her center sears into me. My dick aches with unbearable need.
All at once, my clothes turn suffocating.
Touching Vienna isn’t enough. I need to feel her bare skin against mine.
Her hand comes to the back of my neck and her nails lightly scrape across it, making me groan with need.
Hunger is a creature inside me, growing bigger and more desperate by the second.
I want to be inside her.Haveto be inside her.
I’ve fantasized about how it would be—plunging deep, feeling her slick with excitement and quivering around me, swallowing her whimpers and moans of pleasure, watching her face as she comes…
But just because Vienna came to me wearing sexy lingerie doesn’t mean she wants all of it. Which is why I reluctantly drag my lips from hers to say, “Tell me what you want, Vienna. Is this enough for now? Do you want me to make you come with my mouth and fingers and stop at that? Or do you want all of it? Me so deep inside you, we begin and end together.”
Vienna’s eyes flare, then darken. “I want all of it, Caleb.” Her cheeks flush. “I want you inside me. All of you.”
“Thank fuck,” I growl. Then I slam my mouth down on hers and kiss her again.
Her nails dig into my skin, and it’s the perfect combination of pain and pleasure.
Lifting Vienna high against my chest, I keep kissing her as I carry her into the bedroom. I slide my hand beneath the lace of her panties so I can caress her bare skin.
Once we reach the bedroom, I lower her to the bed and practically tear my clothes off. A button flies across the room. Something rips. I’m so impatient with my pants, I end up flinging them away with a growl of frustration.
When I’m finally naked, I stalk towards Vienna, who’s laying on the bed, staring wide-eyed at me.
Her expression makes me freeze. “If you’ve changed your mind,” I say, “it’s okay. You can change your mind any time. Now. In five minutes. Whenever. I won’t be upset.”
Her chest rises and falls. Andfuck, are her breasts gorgeous.
Don’t think about her breasts, my inner voice of reason reminds me. What’s important is how Vienna is feeling. If she’s having second thoughts. Reassuring her if she is, and letting her know it won’t change anything.
