Page 25 of Micah

“We already admitted we like each other. Evenyouhave to admit there’s sexual tension between us. Aren’t you curious?”

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Micah stepped into the bathroom and squatted down by the tub. Reaching out a hand, he touched her hair. It was as soft as silk, and he wanted to pull it loose, wrap his hand in it, and pull it to his face. He ran his eyes over her face and stopped on those sexy, lush lips.

“I’m very curious,” he whispered, as he leaned in to press his lips to hers.

The minute his lips touched hers, he felt a shock go through him. He slowly pulled back from her and stared into her eyes.

“Is that the best you got, Agent Turner?” she whispered staring into his eyes.

“I’m just getting warmed up, sweetheart,” he whispered back, before pressing his lips to hers and forcing her lips apart to move his tongue into her mouth.

When she moaned, he grinned against her lips and then took them in a deep, hard kiss. It shot right through him.Christ!He wanted her more than he wanted his next breath.

“Get in here with me,” she said against his lips.

He smiled, stood and then he sat on the closed lid of the toilet. He took his shoes off then pulled his socks off, and stood. After giving her a grin, he pulled his T-shirt off over his head, dropped it to the floor, and started to lower the zipper on his jeans. He raised an eyebrow at her to give her one last chance to send him away. When she smiled at him, he took that as consent and lowered the zipper and pushed his jeans and boxer briefs down then stood naked in front of her. He watched as her eyes ran over him and lingered on his dick. She raised her eyes to his and a big smile lifted her lips.

“You were right,” she said.

“About?”

“You don’t drive that Vette because you’re lacking anywhere.”

Micah chuckled. “I told you. Move forward a little.”

When she did, he stepped into the tub behind her and slid down into the water. He kissed the back of her neck and then moved his mouth along her shoulder. When he nipped her skin, she moaned. He wrapped his hands around her and cupped her breasts in his palms.

“How does a pixie manage to have such a fantastic body?” he asked against her neck.

Patsy moaned and leaned her head back against his shoulder.

“Good things come in little packages.”

Micah chuckled. “You got that shit right.”

He moved his hand down her stomach to between her legs and moved his finger to between her slit. “You’re wet and I don’t mean from the water.”

Patsy laughed. “It’s definitely not from the water. It’s from seeing you naked.”

“I love how you respond to my touch or are you that responsive to any man’s touch?”

“I used to think I was pretty responsive, but I’m more so with you.”

She gasped when he inserted a finger into her wet heat.

He kissed her neck, ran his lips along her jaw to her ear, took the lobe into his mouth, and sucked on it.

“You have no idea how much I want you,” he whispered as he moved his other handdown her flat stomach to press his finger against her clitoris.

“I can feel how much,” she said with a gasp and pushed back against his hard cock.

She pressed her hand against his and jerked her hips in rhythm with his finger inside her. He could already feel her clenching around his finger. She turned her head and lightly nipped his neck as she cried out when she came.

“Let’s get out of here,” Micah said as he stood and helped her up.

He turned her around to face him and he ran his eyes down over her body. “Christ. You are built like a brick shithouse.”

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