Page 40 of Light My Fire

I smile. “Thank you.”

He leans in and kisses me. It’s soft and sweet and just as I’m about to wrap my arms around his neck and deepen it, he lifts his head.

“Okay, my sweet little virgin, here’s how this is going to go,” he says.

The way he says ‘my sweet little virgin’ makes my pussy clench. There’s possessiveness there and an edge to his voice that makes me realize he’sreallyinto this idea of being my first.

“I’m going to try my damnedest to go slow and make this sweet,” he says. He kisses me again softly.

I wiggle under him, wanting more. His body is so hard and hot against mine and I moan softly.

“But,” he says, lifting his head and moving one hand to my hip, where he grips me, stilling my motion. “It’s going to be tough for me. I want you so fucking much.” His gaze bounces back and forth between my eyes. “Christ, I want you so much,” he repeats. “But Iwillmake this good for you. We’re going to give youa lotto like tonight, okay?”

I nod.

“But I need you talking to me,” he says. “I need to hear what you like, what you don’t like, if you have questions, if you want me to stop or go slower…” His gaze dips to my mouth and it’s as if he loses his train of thought. He kisses me again, this time licking his tongue over my bottom lip, then just briefly touching mine, before lifting his head. “Promise me you’ll talk to me, Brooke.”

I nod. “I promise.”

“Okay.” He gives me a slow grin. “This is going to be fun.”

I can’t help but smile back. “I’m looking forward to it.”

He chuckles and the low, deep sound rumbles through my body, making tingles dance over my skin. “I’m glad. Especially since you don’t evenknowhow good it’s gonna be.”

I wiggle under him again. “Let’s get going.”

One brow lifts. “Oh, you’re not in charge here, darlin’,” he tells me. He squeezes my hip. “Though I do appreciate your enthusiasm.”

“You’re just teasing me now,” I say. I try to lift my hips, to grind against him a little, to try to move this along. I feel hot and restless and Iwanthis hands and mouth all over me.

He shakes his head. “No. There will be time for teasing, and that can beveryfun too, but I’m not gonna tease you tonight. Lots of pleasure and absolutefulfillment.”

I sigh happily. “Yes.”

“Do you have any questions for me right now? Anything you want to tell me? Anything you need to know?”

My brain is just sayingget naked, get naked, get naked. “Can we take our clothes off now?” I ask.

In response, he kisses me one more time, this one deeper than all the others. His tongue strokes along mine, as I feel his hand slide from my hip down my thigh, then up my side to my breast.

He sits back, kneeling between my knees. “Let’s see this gorgeous body,” he says. “I thought I was going to die last night in the hot tub. Now I can get my hands on you and I can’t wait.”

He slips his fingers into the top of my pants, snagging my panties at the same time and strips them both down my legs. At the same time, I strip off my sweatshirt and toss it to the floor.

His hot gaze tracks over me as I reach back to unhook my bra. I barely have the tiny hooks undone when he grasps the front and plucks it off my body.

“There we go,” he says, scanning me from head to toe.

I always imagined that I would feel shy or embarrassed in a moment like this, but Wyatt makes me feel like a goddess. He’s looking at me as if he has never seen anything more beautiful, and it makes me want to stretch and pose for him.

“Holy shit,” he tells me, flattening his hand between my breasts and then dragging it down to my belly. “Even better than in my dreams.”

I arch up into his touch. “You’ve dreamed about me naked?”

His gaze meets mine as he cups a breast. I gasp as his thumb drags over the tip. My nipples were already hard, but I seem to be even more sensitive with his hand on me and electricity shoots from my nipple to my clit.

“The first time was after I met you at your brother's retirement party,” he tells me, now rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger.

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