Page 171 of Surprisingly Us

Lettie’s virginity isn’t a conquest. Something I want to win and carry around like a trophy. It’s more than that for me and that’s what’s terrifying. I want to see the look on her face when I enter her for the first time, knowing I’m the only man who’s had the privilege of being there, and keep that memory sacred.

“I didn’t want you to think I’d been doodling Colette Spencer in my journal or anything. That I was infatuated with you. It wasn’t like that.”

“No? That’s too bad. I kind of like the sound of it. Colette Spencer.” I guide her left hand to my chest. The large diamond of her engagement ring presses into my palm. There’s satisfaction that even while she was angry with me earlier, she didn’t take it off. “You’ve already got the ring.”

I wait for the sense of dread, the heavy weight on my chest at the very real thought of tying myself to another person descend on me. But it doesn’t.

My lips drop to hers again.

I love that she’s still in the blue dress from earlier. It’s dry now, almost like we rewound time, to before the chaos of the storm, and our time at the hotel didn’t even happen.

But it did happen and I know I need to be careful with her.

To show her I want this.

Want her.

For real.

With Lettie in my arms, I drop to the edge of the bed, and settle her into my lap. The skirt of her dress billows around our hips.

My fingers tug on the end of one tie at her shoulder, watching with satisfaction as the bow shrinks until two separate strings fall, leaving her shoulder bare. I replace the bow with my lips, then repeat on the other side.

Lettie’s hands reach for the hem of my shirt and I help her pull it off. As I toss it aside, her fingertips caress my skin, stopping to trace the ink on my left arm until they come to a rest on my chest.

With a hand behind her neck, I kiss down the smooth column and along her collar bone.

My lips suck against the sensitive skin above her breasts and she gasps.

Licking.

Tasting.

Worshipping.

I could spend all night kissing every inch of Lettie’s skin to see her reaction.

I increase the suction of my mouth, drawing more of Lettie’s delectable skin into it.

“Is that going to leave a mark?” she asks.

“Do you want it to?”

She bites her lip but nods, eyes flashing with curiosity. “Yes.”

“I want to mark you everywhere.”

I suck her again, this time grazing her with my teeth.

A breathy sigh escapes her, before she holds my head in her hands, directing my eyes to hers. “Maybe only places people won’t see. I can’t have a hickey for evaluations.”

“Mmm, they’ll only be for me. I like that.”

Guiding the top of her dress down, I let the material slide over her breasts.

She was naked at the hotel, but I neversawher. I was too concerned she was thinking sex with me would mean nothing to appreciate the sight of her bared to me.

Now, I’m focused on every detail and discovering every new part of her is the biggest turn on.

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