“You what?”
“Nothing. Nerd talk.” She dipped her tongue into his belly button. “My precioussss.”
He chuckled and his hand stroked her cheek as she kissed farther down. “Why don’t you take your top off? Turnabout and all that.”
“Oh. Right. I was distracted by your Adonis-like form.” She sat up oh so reluctantly, then bent down to press another quick kiss to his six-pack. Because six-packs deserved kisses, damn it. Then she gave a small sigh and sat up again. “I should warn you that I’m not wearing very sexy underwear.”
He shrugged.
“And by not sexy, I mean that my panties might possibly have Batman on them.”
His smile lit up. “You like Batman?”
“Uh, yeah? Batman is the shit.”
He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “I like Batman, too. Let’s see these panties.”
“I will be happy to give you a tour,” Taylor said solemnly, and then ruined it by giggling. She tugged her shirt off of her body and tossed it onto the floor. Her bra wasn’t too bad—just plain white. Nothing weird, nothing unsexy, just bland. And since he wasn’t running away and screaming at the sight of her bra, she reached behind her and unsnapped it, freeing the girls.
His brows went up as she shrugged off the bra.
“What?”
“You’re hiding a lot under those clothes aren’t you?”
She looked down at her boobs. Then she shrugged. “Surprise! They’re tits.”
He laughed. “I thought it earlier, but I must admit again, those are fucking amazing tits.” He reached out and brushed his knuckles over the tip of one breast and she nearly came off the bed, it felt so good. “Just didn’t imagine in my head that they’d be quite so bloody terrific.”
Oooh, he was thinking about her breasts earlier? Score! “Unless you want to forego panties, do that again.”
He pulled his hand back. “I admit, I’m very curious to see these Batman panties.”
Well, darn. Her breasts were aching for his touch and she was a little disappointed that she wasn’t going to get more boob-play right this second. She was greedy like that. She’d just have to tackle him once she’d shown him the goods. Taylor slid off of his hips and got to her feet, standing up on the bed. She undid the zipper on her jeans and shrugged them down to her thighs, showing off her Batman underoos, adult-sized, because the Internet was magical.
His grin of pleasure was so gorgeous that she lifted one leg to try and tug her skinny jeans off only to forget that they were still around her thighs, and nearly careened off the side. Luckily, Loch had better reflexes than she did and managed to grab her before she rolled off the narrow bed entirely.
“Careful,” he murmured.
“Sorry,” she breathed. “Just get carried away, like I said. I’ll be careful next time.”
She started to sit up, but he put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. “Why don’t I help you with this one?”
Oh. “Okay, but don’t take too long. I’m not done licking you.”
“Wouldn’t dream of depriving you,” he murmured, and then sat up in the bed. As he did, it made the bulge tenting his slacks rather evident. Oh, oh, she was going to be absolutely the luckiest girl tonight, wasn’t she? Because that looked to be some stellar equipment.
Then she forgot all about his equipment for the moment, because his hands were on her thighs, easing her tight jeans down her legs. His fingers skimmed over her skin, his caress featherlight. “I think you’re hiding some rather nice legs under all these layers, aren’t you?”
“I wouldn’t say I’m hiding them as much as I’m clothing them.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “You are a constant surprise, Taylor.”
“Hope you like surprises.”
The laughter faded into a sultry smile. “Love them, actually.”
Butterflies danced in her stomach at the promise of that smile, and she forced herself to stay quiet while he eased her pants down her legs. Oh, thank god she’d shaved that morning! She made a small noise of pleasure when he brushed his fingers down her calf before setting her jeans down on the floor.
Good. Tackle time now. She started to jump up, but Loch’s hands went to the waist of her panties and he dipped a fingertip under the elastic. She froze. If he wanted to take her panties off, well, who was she to stop him? She bit her lip as he gave her another shiver-inducing caress and then began to slowly tug her panties down her legs.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. “I could look at you for hours.”
“God, I hope not,” she blurted out.
Loch looked over at her in surprise. “What?”
Whoops, was that out loud? She sat up and kicked her panties the rest of the way off, impatience getting the better of her. “Looking’s fun and all, but I’m more of a tactile girl.” And she put a hand on his shoulder and gave him a not-so-gentle push, indicating he should lie back. “Now to take your pants off.”
He laughed again. “You’re a pushy little thing in bed, aren’t you?”
“Talk later, pants now.” She put her hands on his belt, and then because she couldn’t resist checking to see if he really was as well-equipped as she imagined, she stroked a hand down the front of his crotch. Oh, yeah. That was all the real deal. Taylor gave a long, pleased sigh. “Man, am I glad I brought you home.”
“That makes two of us,” he told her in a low, husky voice. “Shall I lie back and let you have your way with me? Or shall I help?”
“You just lie back and let me take care of things,” she said confidently. She undid his belt and gave it a tug. He lifted his hips and she jerked on the leather again, pulling it free—but not before the end snapped her on the cheek. “Ow.”
He chuckled. “Let me guess—too carried away?”
“Bingo.” She rubbed her cheek and then tossed the belt aside. Time to get to the good stuff. She undid his zipper and peeled trouser away to reveal black boxer briefs. Oooh. She loved those because they outlined everything so magnificently, and Loch was no exception. She tugged his pants down his thighs and then had to pause to fan herself. “Dear god, your thighs are magnificent.”
She never thought she’d given much of a crap about a guy’s thighs, but his were as golden as the rest of him, thick with muscle, and dusted with more of the light brown hair. He was like one of her wet dreams come to life. Lord have mercy on her, because this just got better and better.
“Lots of riding,” he said, putting his hands behind his head and giving her an amused look. “I’m a big sportsman.”