Page 55 of False Evidence

The belt of the robe had loosened. It was open but still tied. She reached for it as she said, “Don’t make me wait long.”

He held her gaze as he unbuttoned his shirt, a slow striptease as she slipped her arms from the robe so she could unhook her bra. When she sat up and reached behind her back, he stopped her. “Let me.”

She lowered her arms, and he was against her again, arms going around her. He smelled so good. A musky scent mixed with cologne.

She was hit by a wave of emotions. They were just fooling around, she knew, but this was—or it could be—so much more.

It struck her for the first time that she could fall in love with this man.

Another reason to keep names out of it until she knew him better.

He unhooked her bra, but before he could move back, she placed a hand behind his neck. “You’re pretty fucking amazing yourself.”

He grinned. “Sweetheart, I haven’t even gotten started.”

She laughed and flopped back, now naked except for panties and heels, and watched him finish removing his shirt and the T-shirt he wore beneath. Next, he removed his shoes and socks. Then his watch, which he tossed on the floor with his clothes.

Slacks and belt remained.

“At least remove the belt. For comfort.”

He shook his head. “Consider it a chastity belt.”

She snickered. “Pretty sure your slacks have a fly.”

“Maybe I sewed it shut.”

She didn’t believe that for a second, but she knew the rules, and she would not blow it by pressuring him again. “Come here and kiss me.”

“Where do you want me to kiss you?”

Her pelvis clenched. “Everywhere.”

He reached for her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. “You need to lose the panties, then.” He tugged them down.

She braced herself for the inevitable comment about her being a natural blonde. She understood why men said it, but still, it sometimes felt like finding out if the carpet matched the drapes was the point. Like fucking a natural blonde was on some secret bingo card and they’d just won a round.

So when Jay said nothing, she was…surprised.

His gaze ran all over her, from head to full breasts that relaxed to her sides without the bra for support, to her belly and downward. Through it all, his eyes lit with appreciation.

When he got to her hips, she spread her legs slightly in invitation.

“Oh, Lex, the things I’m going to do to your body. The way I’m going to make you feel.”

The way he wasalreadymaking her feel. She was on fire for him.

She opened her legs wider.

He leaned down and licked her. His hot tongue stroked across her clit, and she let out a gasp and sigh at the glorious attention.

He leaned in and licked harder, and she bucked against him.So good. So very, very good.

He pulled her to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees. “So this is how fast you want it? I was going to explore every part of you first.”

“Start here. Explore later.”

“Dessert first? That’s not how you ate dinner, even though you could have.”

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