“Decker,” she started to yell, and he caught her cry with his mouth, kissing her all the way through her orgasm until she was placid and limp in his arms.
“Best lips ever,” she whispered with a satisfied smile.
“Just wait until the main event,” he said, feeling a little cocky that he’d made her come and she still had that G-string on. “But first these have to go.”
In one swoop he had her panties on the floor and was reaching for her shirt. “I’ve been dreaming about what’s under here ever since that night in the bar.”
He went to lift her top and she stopped him. “Wait,” she said, and suddenly she seemed nervous.
“Do you want to stop?” he asked, because if she did he would. But, damn, he hoped that wasn’t the case. Not only was he desperate to get inside her, his dick was so hard it was throbbing. “Because we can if you want.”
She shook her head and—thank Christ—gave him the sweetest kiss in the history of kisses. “No, I’m just a little nervous about taking my shirt off.”
“I don’t understand.”
Shyly, she covered her face. “I’m not like the models you’re used to dating. I’m more of a regular-sized woman.”
That’s when it hit him. She was self-conscious about herbody and that broke his heart as much as it pissed him off. What kind of assholes had she been dating to make this independent, strong woman so insecure about her delicious curves?
Holding her wrists, he pulled her hands away from her face and said gently, “Don’t hide from me. Ever. Understand?”
She gave a hesitant nod.
“I love your body. I love that you’re real and that you feel all woman beneath my hands. In fact, I can’t stop thinking about your curves. They drive me to insanity.”
“Really?” she said quietly.
He palmed her ass and pressed her snugly against him. “Do you feel that? That’s what your body does to me. I dream about getting my hands on you. I walk around half hard all day because of the way your ass fills out those overalls. And don’t even get me started on you in that swimsuit.”
She snorted. “It was a Speedo.”
“It was sexy as hell.” He dipped down and gave her a gentle kiss. “You’re sexy as hell.”
“Thank you.” Her eyes were a little too glassy for his liking but he was happy she was no longer hiding her emotions from him. “Around you I feel sexy.”
“Then stop hiding.”
And to his delight, she lifted her arms in invitation, and he didn’t waste time. In seconds her shirt was up, up, and over her head, leaving her in nothing but bare skin. And what a sight to behold. Full, perfect tens, all-natural and there for his viewing pleasure.
Her tits were high and more than a handful. Just how he liked them. Decker had always been a bust over legs kind of guy, and these were the most spectacular example of why.
She went to cover her belly with her hands, and he pulled them away. “God, you’re beautiful.”
Her face tinted into the most adorable blush, so he had to kiss her again.
She ran her palms down his chest and tangled her fingers in the waistband of his sweats. “So are you.”
“I’ve been called sexy, studly, handsome, charming,” he teased, “but never beautiful.”
“Then no one was looking hard enough. Because you’re so much more than those labels.”
Not sure how to answer that, or deal with the emotions it brought to the surface, he kissed her. One kiss turned into another and before long they blended together in this amazing mating of the mouths.
He wasn’t sure how long they lay like that, with her naked in his arms, their mouths fused together, engaged in silent conversation. And when that conversation turned heated, he kissed his way down her neck to her cleavage, where he ran his tongue down the valley.
“Mmmm…” she mumbled.
Before taking her into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around her nipple until it was hard and pointed. Then he filled his mouth with her amazing breast. Sucking and weighing until she was moaning beneath him. He moved to the other side because fair is fair.
