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Lifting herself on one elbow, she reached out and traced a finger down his stoer in his boxers, which were tented froainst the cotton “My turn?”

“No” He s to bestow an aled yet So—” he pushed her back onto the subpar pillow “—I need to step up ame”

ERIK LOOKED AT Eled in her pajama top, lacy bra parted to reveal her perfect pink-tipped breasts, and felt so weird in his chest

Yeah, he was hard as a baseball bat for her and had nothingher screa struck him As if the moment was somehow more than what it was

So strange

He pushed her back when she tried to rise again “Later, okay Right now, I need to taste you”

Lowering himself, he settled deeper under the covers He slipped his hands beneath her perfect ass and pushed her up toward the creaking headboard “Are you too cold?”

She shook her head, pretty erabbed the abandoned pillow and handed it to her “Use this”

Then he turned his attention back to that which drew hinet He kissed a line across her belly, stopping every so often to nip at the lace Then he nuzzled the plu the delicate silk to catch on his beard as heher unique scent

He clasped her knees and lifted the them back so she was more open to him She still wore the fuzzy socks, which should have looked silly, but there was so erotic in half-dressed E increased and he knew she was turned on “Hold your knees, baby I’ to be too busy to do it myself”

Es back, socked feet planted on the lu to him

Which, of course, she was

Erik nuzzled her through the silk and lace, groaning when the slick da turned ahoet a woer to slide beneath the crotch, stroking the outside fold that was slick and oh-so perfect

Emma moaned and her head hit the iron of the bed, but she didn’t release her knees And a second later, he felt her watching hih her panties