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Sure there was the age thing, which she still wasn't completely comfortable with, but she connected with him better than any other man she'd dated. His intelligence was obvious, and his maturity outshone most males in her age group. He was a definite surprise package. A smile curled her lips. Yes, she could get used to being with Ryan.
"What are you smiling at now?"
"Just thinking what a surprise you've turned out to be."
"How so?"
"Well, I guess I was a bit biased by your age, and I honestly didn't think we'd have that much in common outside of . . ."
"Sex."
Shame washed over her at the way he said the word. "I guess I'm guilty of being shallow."
"Maybe." He shrugged. "Then again, you've never really given me the opportunity to show you who I am. You've spent most of your time avoiding me."
Claire's face heated. Embarrassed by her treatment of Ryan, she felt the need to tell him how wrong she'd been. "I'm sorry. I never meant to do that. It really threw me for a loop the way you affect me. I've never reacted this strongly to anyone else."
A smug smile tugged at Ryan's mouth. He placed his hand on his chest and said, "I'm crushed that you would think so little of me. But I'm sure we can think of some way for you to make it up to me."
The way he waggled his eyebrows as he uttered the last sentence made Claire laugh. "I'm sure we can."
Putting on a wounded air, Ryan continued. "I think you could start by coming over here and making sure I know you're not avoiding me anymore."
She glanced around Ryan's courtyard. He'd planted shrubs all along the fence line and none of the neighbor's windows looked over the area, so Claire felt safe getting up to show him a little attention. The idea of getting it on outdoors intrigued her. She'd never been that adventurous in her lovemaking, but with Ryan things were anything but usual.
He pushed his chair back and patted his knee. "Come over here."
Claire stood and took a shaky step toward Ryan. She reached his side, her eyes drawn to the erection clearly visible in his lap. Warmth swirled in her stomach. Her breasts grew heavy, and her pussy clenched. The need to strip them both and ride him until neither of them could remember where they were sucked the breath from her lungs. Her mouth dry, she licked her bottom lip. Ryan groaned, and she brought her gaze up to meet his.
Raw lust slammed into her. The man had a way of looking at her. Need and desire blasted out to stab through her. He growled as he wrapped his hands over her hips and pulled her closer.
"What have you got on under this dress?" He gripped the fabric and started to inch it up her legs. "You know it doesn't matter, 'cause whatever it is you won't be wearing it for long."
Cool air flowed over her heated skin as the hem moved higher and higher. When his fingers touched flesh Claire's legs trembled. How could he have her so excited without really touching her? She sucked in a breath when the evening air coated her damp panties. A shiver raced up her spine.
Ryan raised her skirt over her hips. "Hold it for me."
His command sent another tremor shaking through her, and she did as he asked.
"Dear God." He traced his fingertips around the waist of her silky underwear. "Is this what I think it is? You're wearing a thong?"
Claire couldn't speak, could only nod as his hands followed the material to her ass and dipped between her cheeks. Suddenly his hands were gone and a groan of protest left her throat.
"Drop the dress."
She let go.
"No. I mean lose it. No wait" He pushed his chair farther back and grabbed her wrist. "Stand in front of me."
He tugged her into position. His hands smoothed over her hips until he held her still.
"I want you to do something for me. You can say no and I won't mind but . . ." He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I want you to turn around and place your hands on the table, Claire. I want to push up your skirt so I can see your beautiful ass right there in front of my face. Will
"What are you smiling at now?"
"Just thinking what a surprise you've turned out to be."
"How so?"
"Well, I guess I was a bit biased by your age, and I honestly didn't think we'd have that much in common outside of . . ."
"Sex."
Shame washed over her at the way he said the word. "I guess I'm guilty of being shallow."
"Maybe." He shrugged. "Then again, you've never really given me the opportunity to show you who I am. You've spent most of your time avoiding me."
Claire's face heated. Embarrassed by her treatment of Ryan, she felt the need to tell him how wrong she'd been. "I'm sorry. I never meant to do that. It really threw me for a loop the way you affect me. I've never reacted this strongly to anyone else."
A smug smile tugged at Ryan's mouth. He placed his hand on his chest and said, "I'm crushed that you would think so little of me. But I'm sure we can think of some way for you to make it up to me."
The way he waggled his eyebrows as he uttered the last sentence made Claire laugh. "I'm sure we can."
Putting on a wounded air, Ryan continued. "I think you could start by coming over here and making sure I know you're not avoiding me anymore."
She glanced around Ryan's courtyard. He'd planted shrubs all along the fence line and none of the neighbor's windows looked over the area, so Claire felt safe getting up to show him a little attention. The idea of getting it on outdoors intrigued her. She'd never been that adventurous in her lovemaking, but with Ryan things were anything but usual.
He pushed his chair back and patted his knee. "Come over here."
Claire stood and took a shaky step toward Ryan. She reached his side, her eyes drawn to the erection clearly visible in his lap. Warmth swirled in her stomach. Her breasts grew heavy, and her pussy clenched. The need to strip them both and ride him until neither of them could remember where they were sucked the breath from her lungs. Her mouth dry, she licked her bottom lip. Ryan groaned, and she brought her gaze up to meet his.
Raw lust slammed into her. The man had a way of looking at her. Need and desire blasted out to stab through her. He growled as he wrapped his hands over her hips and pulled her closer.
"What have you got on under this dress?" He gripped the fabric and started to inch it up her legs. "You know it doesn't matter, 'cause whatever it is you won't be wearing it for long."
Cool air flowed over her heated skin as the hem moved higher and higher. When his fingers touched flesh Claire's legs trembled. How could he have her so excited without really touching her? She sucked in a breath when the evening air coated her damp panties. A shiver raced up her spine.
Ryan raised her skirt over her hips. "Hold it for me."
His command sent another tremor shaking through her, and she did as he asked.
"Dear God." He traced his fingertips around the waist of her silky underwear. "Is this what I think it is? You're wearing a thong?"
Claire couldn't speak, could only nod as his hands followed the material to her ass and dipped between her cheeks. Suddenly his hands were gone and a groan of protest left her throat.
"Drop the dress."
She let go.
"No. I mean lose it. No wait" He pushed his chair farther back and grabbed her wrist. "Stand in front of me."
He tugged her into position. His hands smoothed over her hips until he held her still.
"I want you to do something for me. You can say no and I won't mind but . . ." He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I want you to turn around and place your hands on the table, Claire. I want to push up your skirt so I can see your beautiful ass right there in front of my face. Will
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