“My God,” I groaned before leaning in and licking the peak.
She hissed, her hands clenching on my ears as she tugged me roughly closer.
“Oh, shit,” she breathed. “Shit, shit, shit.”
I grinned, loving the sound of her losing control, and sucked that tiny little peak into my mouth.
Her groan of elation egged me on, swirling and licking and biting that peak until she was practically in a puddle at my feet.
I pulled back, my eyes going to hers.
“Your nipples are sensitive?” I asked.
I mean, it was obvious, but I had to tease her.
“I…” She blew out a breath. “I had no idea.”
I really, really liked the sound of that.
Moving slightly, I pulled down the other bra cup, exposing her.
And nearly had a heart attack.
I swallowed hard.
“Your nipple is pierced.”
She snickered. “Yeah. Remember? I did and do things to piss off my family?”
I traced the ring with my pinky finger, then gave it a gentle tug.
She practically jumped into my arms in order to get closer to me.
I pulled back instead, placing my hand on her abdomen and pushing her away.
“Get naked,” I ordered.
She licked her lips, biting down lightly on the edge of her bottom one, and started to remove her jeans.
I did the same, taking off my belt first, then replacing my gun into the holster before hanging it up on the post of the bed like I always did.
She watched in fascination as I took off my gear, starting with my collared black shirt, tactical pants, and my boots. I refused to look at her body, knowing that if I did, I’d get distracted.
When I was standing there in underwear and my Kevlar vest, she bit her lip and started to help me take it off.
Now that she was so close, I couldn’t stop myself from looking down at her. Watching her breasts sway with the movement of her loosening the Velcro straps, as if she’d done this a thousand times before.
But, since I didn’t want to stop what I was doing, I didn’t ask her how she knew what to do. Or why she was worried about my gun being out in the living room while we were in here.
Or why she knew that I’d be bothered by it staying.
Instead, I buried my head in the sand and stayed perfectly still as she disrobed me.
At least until she got to the underwear, anyway.
She halted as she stared at my throbbing cock through the thin, silky material of my boxers.
My cock was so hard that it was tenting the material crudely, almost tauntingly.
“You’re big,” she said.
That’s when I allowed myself to take in the rest of her body.
Her skin was silky smooth from the top of her black hair to the tips of her gold glitter painted toenails.
Her breasts were perky, a perfect handful, and practically calling out my name.
And that nipple ring? It was a silver hoop about the size of a dime. Pierced through her nipple, and taunting me with each wink of the light above our heads.
And she had abs.
I’d never met a girl with abs.
I wanted to know how the fuck she got those abs, but at the same time I wanted to lick those abs, press my face against them, and move farther down to her pussy.
She groaned and stood back. “Don’t look at me.”
My brows rose. “You don’t want me to look at you?”
She shook her head. “I want you to take those fucking boxers off.”
I laughed and gave her exactly what she wanted, all the while my eyes staying on the thatch of black hair covering her mound.
It was glistening in wetness.
And I wanted to bury my face between her legs and lick every single drop up.
My dick clung to the waistband until I got them down somewhere around my mid-thigh, and then bounced back up to slap me in the stomach once it finally broke free.
She watched with avid fascination.
“So you can look at me but I can’t look at you?” I teased.
She shrugged. “You’re much prettier to look at.”
I raised my eyebrows at her. “I completely disagree.”
With that, I took two steps toward her, picked her up by the waist, and crawled onto the bed with her.
She gasped at my show of strength, her hands going down to my wrists to help support herself.
The moment her back hit the bed, she grinned. “Your sheets are just as soft as those silk ones from the other day.”
“Are they?” I asked, trailing a finger down the midpoint of her chest, between her breasts, and down her abs. “You’re soft.”
She snorted and ran her hands up the length of my forearms, stopping at the spot where my biceps started right above my elbows.
She squeezed, her tiny fingernails—that were also painted glitter gold today—digging into the skin.
Making my dick jump.
She looked down at where it’d jumped against her pussy, nestled in between the lips of her sex.
Her eyes dilated at the sight.
“You’re sure you want this?” I asked, pulling back and pushing forward.
She nodded.
“More than,” she rasped. “You did something to me the other day. You’re all I can think about.”
A sudden thought hit me then.
“I don’t have any condoms.”
I hadn’t had any for a while.
Months at least.
I couldn’t even remember the last time that I’d needed them.
It wasn’t to say that I hadn’t had the offers, I just hadn’t liked the offerings.
When I’d gotten out of the Air Force and moved into the duplex I was in now, I hadn’t bothered to replenish my stock because I’d been… bored.
Nobody had caught my attention.
At least until Amelia had walked into the room in her army green tank top and short shorts that showed off the best set of legs I’d ever seen.
She looked at me, studying my eyes. “When’s the last time you were checked?”
“I had to have a physical to join the SWAT team,” I said. “Came out clean. Haven’t had anybody else since.”
She licked her lips. “It’s been a very long time. I had to have a physical done to get into the program I’m in now for school. I’m clean.”
Was she saying what I thought she was saying?
“Birth control?” I rasped, barely able to contain my heart rate.
She pressed her hand over my chest, where my heart was beating frantically.
“Been on birth control since I was seventeen.” She grinned. “Do you know how many hours of enjoyment I got out of asking my mom for that in front of my father?”
I burst out laughing, unable to stop myself from pressing my lips to hers.
“I think you’re going to be trouble, Amelia.”
She flipped me then, using some tricky move that I hadn’t seen coming, to get me to my back. Then she climbed on top of me and stared into my eyes.