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I pull her underwear down, revealing all of her. I have half a mind to ask if I can keep her panties as a token to remember herby. Instead, I cast them aside and press a kiss to the inside of her thigh.

“Mm…” Caroline whimpers.

“I’m going to make you feel really good, alright?” I say. “This is all about you, Caroline.” Not entirely true. If she knew how hard I was right now, she’d realize I was doing this for myself just as much as her, but hey, I’m a gentleman and I have to feed into my image.

I kiss her lower lips softly at first. Then again, working my tongue in as if it was her mouth. The taste is incredible. Sweet, tangy, salty, all in one. My probing tongue then flicks at her clitoris which is starting to swell.

“Oh!” Caroline’s body jerks and then settles back down. “My God…”

I slide my arms under her legs, gripping her thighs so I can completely control the pressure. I take my time, teasing and taunting her, delighting every time her body tenses, every sigh and whimper that comes from her mouth until, finally, I’m languishing entirely on her clit, harder and harder until Caroline’s hips jerk up to my face, and she screams out in ecstasy.

“How did you… how did youdothat?” she asks, her hand rummaging through my hair delicately.

“Never underestimate a man with a goal, I suppose,” I say with a throaty laugh. I rest my head on her hip, unwilling to leave my home between her legs so soon.

Caroline heaves a sigh. “Thank you.”

“Absolutely anytime.”

We lay like that for a while. Enjoying being close without rushing away from each other.

“I like you a lot, Jake,” Caroline says.

I lift my head and crawl up to meet her lips with mine. “I like you a lot, too.”

If it wasn’t rash, I’d ask her to be my girlfriend right here and now. But I just got her to agree to a date. I don’t want to rush things or scare her off.

Caroline caresses my cheek softly. “How can I take care of you now?”

“Oh, I don’t need anything. Just need to look into your brown eyes and… mercy.”

Caroline laughs.

“That’s all it takes. Really.”

“You’re a softy, Jake.”

I tuck my head onto her shoulder, holding onto her like a baby. “Maybe. Is that a bad thing?”

“No, not at all.”

“Good. Then let me tell you, Caroline Gladstone, I am soft on you. I am so damn soft on you and I don’t think I can stop.”

Caroline’s lips brush up against my forehead. “Then don’t.”

Chapter 15

Caroline

Jake and I date the entire first half of the semester. It’s a secret, at least from our grad school cohort. People raise eyebrows now and then, but we ignore them. As long as Fig doesn’t find out, that’s fine with me. I don’t want her to think less of me for crossing the lines of work and pleasure. She’s someone I really want to impress and stay in the graces of her respect.

Luckily, that doesn’t put a damper on the fire Jake and I are stoking. It blazes. On every date, every text or phone call, every time we’re in bed together, I can tell we are getting a step closer to a point of no return.

A word that begins with a capital L, if you catch my drift.

Which is why when Jake suggests that he meet my parents, I don’t hesitate to agree. I’ve spent plenty of time at the farm with Lori and his brothers already. It’s only fair he gets a taste of what it’s like in Savannah. However, his home is full of love and laughter whereas mine is filled with respect and distant silences.Of course, I love my family, but in circumstances like these, it can be rather difficult to bring in outsiders.

“Jake, these are my parents, Richard and Amelia,” I say gesturing to my mom and dad who have come to meet us in the front hall of Gram’s house.

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