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I encourage her to stand between my thighs. “I’ve imagined undressing you like this.”

I start with her baggy sweatshirt then reach for the hem of the tee she’s wearing underneath. Dragging my fingers along her sides as I pull the shirt over her head makes her gasp and giggle. I’ll use the fact she’s ticklish for play later. Now, I’m serious about getting her naked and exploring her delicious body.

“What’s this,” I ask, brushing the cup of her bra.

“You’ve never seen a bra before?”

“Not like this one.” I continue stroking, teasing my thumb over the firming nub of her nipple. “I expected lace or…”

She glances down at herself. “Not plaid? I—oh that’s nice—thought that since everyone associates plaid with mountain men, since I thought I’d be marrying one, he might like seeing me in plaid, too.”

I dip my fingers into the cleavage between her soft breasts then caress her other nipple. I can’t wait to get my mouth on those luscious peaks. “Think I’d rather see you out of it.”

“Hmm, you’re in charge of that.”

“Yes, I am.” I bend to slip my fingers under the waistband of her jeans which puts me at mouth to tit level. Taking advantage I suck a nipple and press my tongue against it.

She gasps and grabs my head, holding me in place. When the silky plaid material is wet and slick against her, I enjoy treating her other nipple in the same fashion. She arches, encouraging me with tiny whimpers and moans. Somehow I manage to unfasten her jeans and slide them over her hips. Leaning back to look at her, I chuckle. “Plaid panties, too?”

“Matching set. You like?”

“Darlin’, I do.”

“Good, I’ve got another couple sets. Oh, do that again.”

I oblige by tracing the edge of her panties where they meet her inner thigh. She shivers and clutches my shoulders.

“I don’t know if I’m going to be able to stand much longer.”

“Then we’ll finish this in bed.” I toss back the covers and encourage her to lay in the center of my wide bed. Fuck, she’s a feast laid out for me. I sit beside her to take off my shoes.

“You’d better be taking it all off,” she complains while tugging on my shirt.

I’m not sure I’ll be able to last long enough to do everything I want if we’re skin to skin too soon. My silence makes her cross her arms and pout. Hell, we’ve got the rest of our lives to go slow. I’m out of my clothes in record time.

Her eyes go wide, her gaze tracing my body. When she licks her lips while staring at my erect cock, I resist the urge to pose like a proud rooster. “You’re beautiful,” she whispers.

I lay next to her and pull the blankets over us. “There’s no flames in the fireplace so we’ll have to create our own fire here to keep warm.”

I’m obviously up for the task.

First things first. The sexy underwear has to go. Then I make it my mission to kiss every inch of her body as I work my way from her mouth to her pussy. At my goal, I inhale the rich aroma of her arousal and groan. Buried deep under the blankets I take my first taste.

“Oh my stars,” she cries.

“Yeah darlin’, I’m gonna make you see those stars.” I worship her with my tongue, my lips, my teeth, spreading her wide and stroking with my fingers. I chase the trail of her slick need and sink a finger into her hot depths. Then another, twisting and tapping along her inner walls. Her gasps and cries direct me to the spots that drive her wild and she bucks against my hand.

My need is nearly as powerful and I angle to thrust my cock against the mattress enough to take the edge off.

“It’s never… oh…sugar… oh… I’ve never…”

I lift my mouth from her clit just enough to ask, “This feel good, baby?”

“Yes, yes, more.”

Smiling, I return to my task, lapping and nipping, timing my inner strokes with pressure against the sensitive nerves under my tongue.

With a sharp cry, she arches. Her legs tighten around my shoulders and I’m rewarded with the sweet nectar from my efforts. Keeping one hand softly stroking her mound, I ease up the bed and take her mouth in a deep, searching kiss.