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“So…” I recognized that mischievous gleam in his eye and knew exactly where the night was headed. “If I say I need some real kisses, you’re okay with that?”
I chuckled. “I definitely need some real kisses too, so I’m very okay with that.”
“And what if I want to touch your body? I haven’t even seen you, even though you’ve seen me.”
He had a good point. “Would you like to see me?”
He bit his lower lip and nodded. “A lot.”
My palm rubbed up and down the length of his arm. “Should we take this into your bedroom?”
He did a perfunctory glance around the sofa and his living room, then looked back at me. “Yeah. I want us both to be comfortable.”
I gave his bicep a squeeze. “Well, then, I’ll get things cleaned up out here and meet you there in a few minutes.”
Brody sat up, and instead of hopping out of my lap and running to his room like I expected, he straddled my legs and leaned into me. “Just one quick kiss before I leave?”
I’d never deny him anything.
I placed one hand on his cheek and the other around the small of his back then pulled him close enough to finally feel his lips on mine. Not a little peck like we’d gotten used to, but a real kiss.
The kind where his lips parted and my tongue slipped inside of him, finally tasting him for real.
We didn’t come up for air for a full minute, though it felt like both forever and the blink of an eye.
Inhaling deeply, I leaned back. “Was it worth the wait?”
He smiled and waggled his eyebrows. “Oh yeah. And I know everything else is gonna be even better.”
With that, he did, in fact, spring from my lap and bound down the hallway.
11
BRODY
I took my time in the kitchen before grabbing the bag I brought and heading into the bedroom.
Brody was in the middle of his bed, under the covers with them pulled up to his neck.
I couldn’t help but grin, wondering what he had on underneath. If anything at all.
I slipped my hands into my pocket and stood at the side of his bed. “How are you feeling?”
He grinned. “Lonely in here. Will you lie down with me?”
“Of course.” I slipped off my jeans and socks but kept my T-shirt and boxers on. As I lifted the corner of his sheet, he raised an eyebrow in my direction. “Are you cold?”
“No, should I take my shirt off?”
He nodded and scooted over just a hair, so I had enough room to slide in beside him in just my boxers. “You said I could look…and touch.”
I carefully folded the blankets over him so I was completely exposed beside him with nothing covering me at all.”You have full access to all of me. Anything you want.”
Brody’s toes peeked out from under the sheets and tickled my calf as his leg slowly pushed out from underneath the covers.
My breath hitched when his fully nude body emerged, and he slid on top of me, pressing us together from chest to knees. Instinctively, my hands closed over his ass, gently kneading his plump cheeks as I looked into his eyes. “Your skin is so soft.”
“And yours is so…manly.”
