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taste so good,” he whispered.
    “Y-you too.”
    That made him smile and he pulled back to look down at her
for a moment. “How late is your dad working?”
    “Until six or seven. He wasn’t sure. Tammy’s working ’til
seven for sure.”
    “Good. That gives us plenty of time.”
    “For what?”
    Rather than answer, he took over her mouth again.
    He wanted her in his bed. Or any bed really. But he knew
that might be dangerous. She didn’t seem very experienced and he didn’t want to
scare her away. Every reserve of patience might be tested by sweet Annie May,
but he planned to take things slow and easy. The past week had been hell. Of
all the times to be needed in the office every damn day, it had to be this week
when he was aching to be with Annie. He’d gotten home late every night and her
father had been home. Finally, today he had finished the project and hightailed
it out of there early.
    She melted against him and moaned as he suckled her lips.
Her eager responses ratcheted up his arousal until he wasn’t certain he’d be
able to pull away. Somehow he found the strength to stop kissing her long
enough to make it to her room. She shut the door and he pressed her against it
as he kissed her again. Her sweet flavor was addictive. She wrapped her arms
around his neck and he dropped his hands onto her slender hips.
    Luckily she wasn’t wearing her damn hoodie. He slipped his
hands beneath her thin t-shirt and up her ribs until he encountered her bra.
She shivered and pulled back, gasping in a much-needed breath.
    “R-Rick…I’m not a virgin, but…”
    “But?”
    She sighed and leaned her head against his chest, hiding her
expression. “I’ve only done this once before.”
    Her softly spoken words left him both terrified and elated.
He had guessed she was inexperienced, had almost hoped she was a virgin. The
thought of another man touching her infuriated him, but at her age he had
expected it. Knowing she had only been touched once helped…a little.
    “That’s fine by me, baby. We can take things as slow as you
need. All I want to do right now is make you feel good. I want to see you come
apart in my arms.”
    She shivered again and he took the opportunity to move her
hair off her neck so he could taste her heated skin. She moved her head to the
side and gave him better access. He slowly made his way down her throat to the
top of her collar.
    “Can I take your shirt off?” he asked.
    Her short fingernails dug into his shoulders. “There’s not
much to see.”
    “Let me be the judge of that…please?”
    She swallowed loudly and nodded. “Turn the light off first.”
    He immediately flipped the switch. Then she lifted her arms
and he pulled off the shirt before she could change her mind. The sunlight
peeking through the closed blinds was still enough to give him a great view.
    “Damn. You’re beautiful.”
    As expected, her breasts were on the small side. Covered in
a plain white bra, they were barely a handful. He had absolutely no complaints.
A blush crept up from the tantalizing globes to her neck, and then her face.
Still, she didn’t try to cover herself and he counted it a small victory.
    “Will you take your shirt off too?” she asked.
    Amusement filled him but he was careful to only grin. He
didn’t want her to think he was laughing at her as he yanked his shirt over his
head. She gasped and placed her palms flat on his chest, gently rubbing his
sprinkling of hair.
    “Wow. You… You’re really hot,” she whispered.
    “I can say the same about you.”
    Her hands froze and she looked up at him with disbelief
clear in her gaze. Then she shook her head and crossed her arms over her
breasts. He wanted to kick himself.
    “No, I’m not. I know what I look like. Why are you here with
me, Rick? No guy who looks like you has ever looked twice at me.”
    That immediately pissed him off but he fought to control his
expression. The last thing he needed was to scare her. “I’m here