Page 76 of An Adventure For Aster

She flipped the light back on. “I went to a lot of trouble to buy this. I want you to see it before I flip the lights off again.”

He lifted an eyebrow at her. “Are you going to strip for me?”

“You won’t laugh at me if I do it, will you?”

“Never,” he said.

She hesitated for a minute. “I can’t do it,” she said. “Not without music. I’ll feel silly. Maybe another time if I’ve had something to drink. But...I am going to undress for you to see your gift.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to get comfortable. “By all means,” he said.

“I wish you could see your face right now. The grin you’ve got going.”

“Really?” he asked. He felt the grin in place now that she pointed it out.

She pulled her phone out of her back pocket. “Don’t move.” She snapped the picture and then looked at it. “Oh man. Yeah. This is a keeper. Do you have any idea of how sexy you are?”

No one had ever said that to him. “Guys don’t admit it even if they think it, which I don’t by the way.”

“Doesn’t matter,” she said. “I think it and you’re my man. This is just turning me on.”

“ThatI do like to hear.”

She lifted her sweater over her head and he noticed a black lace bra with red trim around the edges. “It’s a matching set.”

“Very nice,” he said. “That’s what I call sexy.”

She undid her jeans and pushed them down and there was a very tiny piece of black fabric covering her lady parts. Once her jeans were off, she turned and wiggled her hips to give him a good look at the G-string with a little red heart at the top where the strings met.

“All for you,” she said.

He pushed away from the wall. In his mind, he wanted this night to be soft and tender and there was no way it was going to happen.

Not with her telling him to put her in an awkward position and now this.

He backed her up until her legs hit the bed. In this small room that didn’t take a lot.

His fist went into her hair and wrapped around it, holding her head in place.

His mouth dropped down and crushed hers.

She reached up for his shirt and started to tug it up and over his head, forcing him to break the kiss.

She was removing his clothes at a speed that he was feeling.

Rather than put her on the bed, he thought of what she wanted and spun her around so that her back was to him.

“Put your hands on the bed,” he said.

“Like this?” she asked.

He ran his hands down her back over the strap of her bra, letting her keep that on. If she went to the trouble to buy this outfit, she could wear it.

He wouldn’t even have to remove her G-string, just shift it out of the way.

The only problem was she was so short he’d have to almost squat down.

But he let his hands run over her ass cheeks, pump them up and then massage them more.

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