you’re sure you’re ready.”
“ Brandon.” She cocked her head to the side.
“ Yeah?”
Em brushed a palm down his chest, past his abdomen, farther south until she gripped his erection in her hand. “Take off your clothes.”
Damn, her touch felt so good, Brandon thought he was going to swallow his tongue. But first things first. “Are you going to give me the chance to show you that I not only want you but care?”
“ I can’t wait,” she breathed.
“ Good. Then I’ve got an idea: Why don’t you take your clothes off. Slowly. And let me kiss every inch along the way.”
She grinned and reached for the little strap of her tank top. “Yes, boss.”