Page 26 of The Shadow

“Hey, that is the exact opposite of a bad thing so get that thought out of your head. Trust me, the image of seeing you writhe beneath me with only my fingers is a pretty damn good ego boost for a man.” I kiss her on the nose gently. “Now please, get your tempting ass dressed before I go back on everything I just said.”

She giggles and it’s a relief, the concern I had about her trusting another man with her body after what she confided in me earlier about her boss lessening. The last thing I want is to give her another reason to fear or worry and I sure as shit never want to be the cause of that.

“I can’t find my—” She glances around the floor as she zips her skirt.

“These?” I hold up her sheer white panties.

“Yes, thank you.” She reaches for them but I tug them back just out of her reach.

“You don’t need them.” I slowly slide them into the front pocket of my jeans, then lean down to grab my shirt from the floor.

“I don’t?”

“No, you don’t. Any other questions about the matter?”

“Why do you need them?” She nods toward the small white scrap of fabric that’s still sticking out of my pocket.

I look at her, trying to figure out if she really is naive or if she’s playing a game but the more I study the expression on her face, the more I’m convinced she’s serious. I take a seat on the bed and pull her so she’s standing between my legs.

“Aspen, what do you think I’d want your panties for? The panties that were wet with your cum from being turned on by me?” Her face is redder than I’ve seen it before. “I’m not trying to embarrass you, I promise. I just need to know where the boundary lies with us. With what you’re comfortable with me sharing or saying without sounding like an asshole that’s just objectifying you.”

“I understand. I don’t want you holding back.”

“Are you sure about that?” I smooth a flyaway from her face. “I’m trying to remain a gentleman. The fact is…” I pause, hoping that what I’m about to say doesn’t come out incorrectly. “You aren’t like the other women. They know what they want; they know what the situation is if they’re with me. There’s no tiptoeing around a hookup or a one-night stand.”

“I’m not that naïve,” she says with a coy grin. “Just because I don’t say certain things out loud, doesn’t mean I don’t think them.”

“Mmmm.” I run my hands up her body, settling against her waist. “I like the idea of you having dirty thoughts. Tell me one.”

“You first.” Her hands are in my hair. “What are you going to do with my panties?”

“You know damn well what I’m going to do with them.” I attempt to pull her down to kiss her but she won’t let me. “I’m going to smell them while I jerk off to the memory of eating your pussy and the way you taste.”

“Tonight?”

I shake my head, this conversation only making my cock harder. “Fuck. Yeah, most likely. I don’t think I’m going to last much longer with this conversation going the way it’s going.”

She reaches her hand down slowly, keeping eye contact with me as her fingers graze my belt buckle. “You don’t have to wait.”

My hand is on hers in a flash, stilling her movements.

“What are you doing?”

“I can help you,” she says gently and it’s so sweet yet so fucking hot at the same time.

My expression grows serious. “Okay, you want the truth? If my cock is out with you in the room, it’s going to be inside you and I don’t mean once or gently. I’m hanging by a fucking thread with you in my bedroom right now and your hand on my belt, you understand? I am seconds away from fucking you through this floor.”

“Okay.” She nods, pulling her hand back from mine but I grab it quickly.

“Is that a desire of yours, watching me?” She nods her head. “Is that something you’ve enjoyed with past partners?”

“No. Can you show me how? Teach me?”

“Teach you?” I’m not sure if I’m hallucinating at this point from blue balls or what, but there’s no way in fuck this sweet, innocent woman just asked me to teach her how to pleasure me. “Teach you what?”

“How to”—she shifts in her stance—“how you like it.”

“We need to change the subject and get out of my room right now.” I stand up and grab her hand, pulling her down the hallway and back out into the kitchen.

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