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would see him naked.
Draven pushed to his feet and shrugged out of his uniform jacket, carefully
hanging it over the back of the chair. Next he worked at the buttons on his
shirt, shrugging it off a moment later. His hands made quick work of his pants,
pushing them down as he bent over. When he straightened he was folding them and
blocking her view.
    “You
are so bad,” she said with a laugh. “I mean seriously, I am dying to know just
how you look right now. I’ve seen you from the pants up but I’ve never seen the
interesting bits that you keep hidden.” And she wanted to. She wanted to see
just how fabulous he was going to be. She knew he would be perfect. He had felt so good to her as he held her at night, but he never
allowed her to touch or see him.
    “I’m
just a bit shy is all,” he said, clearly teasing her if the look on his face
was any indication. With a soft laugh he turned to set the pants on the chair
before walking toward her. Finally he was giving her her first look at him in
his entire naked glory. He even did a slow turn when he was close enough to
touch. “Well? Do I pass muster?”
    Her
mouth went dry when he bared himself to her. She just looked up at him and
nodded dumbly. “Yes.” She licked her suddenly dry lips and let out a breathy
sound. He was glorious. His body was dark all over. He was built with thick ropes
of muscles, and his cock, holy mother of life it was impressive. It was thick
and long and pointed seemingly straight up and toward her. “Are you sure that
this will work?” He looked bigger than he had felt against her the last night
that they went to sleep together. It was intimidating.
    “Cecilia,
little one, of course it will work. Remember that we are made for each other.
You can touch, you know,” he said quietly. Reaching out for a hand, he brought
it up to his chest and pressed it flat so her palm rested fully on his skin.
“Touch and learn me. It will help to alleviate some of your concerns. The rest
you will need to trust me on.”
    She
allowed her hand to move over the broad expanse of his chest. She was chewing
her lower lip as she touched him. Her nails lightly scraped over his chest and
she smiled at the white lines that were left in their wake. It wasn’t enough to
harm, just enough to tease. “You always feel so good. I know you would never
hurt me and you do have my trust, Draven, completely.”
    He
slid his hand up her arm, then moved it to cup her cheek. “I’m honored that you
trust in me.” Draven watched her as she scratched her nails a little lower. He
sucked his stomach in when she dipped even lower.
    She
was looking down, watching her hand as she moved it down. Her fingers lightly
brushed over his cock and she gasped. Then, before she could stop herself, she
closed her hand around his shaft and let it slide down slowly. Her fingers
wouldn’t meet around his thick shaft, so she put her other hand on his dick as
well. She began to stroke him.
    A
low growl from him had her peeking up. His eyes were narrowed on her, his
features a little harsher, color riding his cheeks. Using his thumb, he tipped
her face up as he leaned in. Draven caught her mouth in a kiss that was
unmatched by anything prior.
    Cece
allowed herself to give in to the kiss. She squeezed him gently, then began to
move her hands back up his body and wrapped them around his neck. She leaned
into his embrace, swaying into his touch, and moaned as she kissed him back.
    Draven’s
arms wrapped around her, pulling her body tighter to his own. Then they were
moving, and she had the sensation of tumbling before the softness of the bed
met her back. His weight pressed her deeper into the bedding while he continued
to kiss her like a man starved.
    She
lifted a leg slightly so that it could brace against his hip. She shifted under
him and tugged at his hair. When they parted she was panting, breathless and
desperate. “I love kissing you, Draven Ackermann. Just so you know, I’m