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“I’d like that,” she whispered, her expression soft.

Fuck me.

I’d half-expected her to say something sassy, but this was far better.

“You’ll even wear it when I’m playing against your brother?”

Her eyes twinkled. “We’ll have to see how persuasive you can be.”

I scooted to the edge of the chair, hefted her into my arms, and carried her to the bed. “Very.”

“Show me.”

I climbed over her and kissed her, pouring everything I felt for her into it. My emotions were cresting in waves in my chest, so unfamiliar. I was used to not caring about anything other than hockey or Hazel. It would take a while before I got used to the enormity of the feelings she stirred in me.

Her gaze caught mine through her lashes and then her eyes fluttered shut as I kissed down her neck, across her shoulders, and journeyed down her body. She lifted herself up so I could maneuver first one bra strap over her shoulder and then the other before removing the whole thing.

I kissed the pulse point on her wrist, feeling it beat rhythmically against my lips as I lingered there. She gasped and wriggled but stilled as I kissed up to the crook of her elbow and then to her shoulder. I did the same on the other side, making note of every freckle and anything that made her breath hitch.

My lips moved over her breasts and teased each of her nipples into peaks, then they trailed down her abdomen, over the satiny skin of her belly and to the waistband of her jeans. I undid them and had to get off the bed temporarily to pull her jeans off. She helped as much as she could and shoved her panties off too. The socks were last.

Finally, she lay bare on the white bedspread, her hair spilling over it like brown satin.

Determined to show her how cherished she was, I kissed the inside of her ankle and inched my way up her legs to the top of her thighs, then repeated this on the other side. When I reached the V of her pussy, I nuzzled against it.

She whimpered.

I teased her with my tongue, and she opened her thighs wider to let me in. I closed my eyes, savoring both her sweet taste and the trust she showed me.

I listened to her little mews and gasps, using them to tell me what she liked and what she didn’t. When she was wet, her hips arching, seeking more, I worked a finger inside her. When she relaxed around me, I added another and then a third.

Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I was debating whether she needed more time to prepare when she pushed me away, panting as she stared at me with eyes that verged on black.

“Enough teasing,” she huffed, grabbing at my shirt and trying to yank it off, her fingers fumbling with the buttons because she was too worked up to slow down.

I helped her, undoing them until I had enough room to pull the shirt over my head. By then, she’d already started on my fly, and my pants were slipping down my legs. I stepped out of them, stripped off my socks and then my underwear. My cock thumped against my muscled abdomen, smearing it with pre-cum.

“Better.” She wrapped her hand around my cock, using the other to steady herself, and promptly sucked me in deep.

A growl tore from me, and I grabbed the bed post because the alternative was burying my fingers in her luscious hair and choking her on my dick. Much as I loved that mental image, that wasn’t how I wanted this to go. I wanted to come when I was inside her. We’d have to wear a condom tonight, but maybe one day, she’d let me take her without one, and wasn’t that the hottest thought I’d ever had?

“Jane,” I warned as she swirled her tongue around me like a lollipop.

She released me with a popping sound. “Problem?”

“I want you. Now.”

Her smile was slow and dirty. If I hadn’t seen it myself, I’d never have believed her capable of such an expression.

“Did you replace that condom in your wallet?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

I clambered off her and searched for the wallet among my clothes, then extricated the condom from inside. She took it from me, tore it open, and rolled it onto my length.

“Can I try something?” she asked, nibbling on her lower lip.

“Anything.”