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my stomach but Anders pulled me closer until my sex was nestled firmly over the hard ridge in his pants. I watched his face as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall. I placed my palms on either side of his head, leaned close until his eyes flew back open. His breath brushed over my lips and I licked them so his air was cool on them.
    He groaned.
    He wanted to kiss me and was holding back. He was waiting for me to make the choice.
    “It is always your choice, Siri.”
    “I said that aloud?” I couldn’t help but smile when the corner of his mouth twisted up.
    “Are you sure about this, baby?”
    “I just want a kiss.”
    “It’s already more than merely a kiss or do you not feel between your legs how very, very much I’m enjoying this?”
    “I feel that.” Instinctively, I moved my hips back and forth. Just slightly, but enough to feel the slide of his rigid cock against me. I expected my healing thighs to complain, but they didn’t. In fact, it felt good, so I did it again, pushing my hips a little farther back until my clit started to tingle. That hadn’t happened before, not even with the ones who’d used me, showed where it was and what I was supposed to do with it. “Oh,” I breathed. “That’s different. I want…I need to…” I breathed out as I moved my hips again.
    Anders made a strangled noise. “That’s it. Gods! Move on me.”
    I looked down to where I was grinding on him; saw that he’d tightened both fists on the bed beside my thighs. I poised on my knees, took my hands off the wall and reached for his. I put them on my hips and couldn’t stop a small smile when he made that long, drawn-out groaning noise again.
    “You’re okay with my hands on you here?”
    “Yes,” I whispered. Without even realizing it, I had returned my palms to the wall so I could get the balance I needed to start rubbing on him again. The tingle grew to something I couldn’t explain—a heat, a need to rub harder.
    Nobody had ever let me do the exploring. Things had always been done to me, things I never asked for and certainly never wanted.
    “I want you.”
    This time I knew I said it aloud, knew my voice showed every bit of the shock I was feeling.
    “Now?” he asked.
    I started to nod, then stopped and shook my head. I amused myself and couldn’t stop the actual laugh that spilled from my mouth. “No. I mean, I do, but I know you’re celibate and I’m not going to be the one to change it. But if you don’t mind—” I broke off, fire on my chest and neck.
    “Sweetheart, I don’t mind any of this. What do you want?”
    “Can I just do a little more?”
    He nodded, leaned his head back again. “You’re gonna kill me, but my body is yours to explore.”
    And suddenly it was like a whole world opened up to me. I unhooked a few fasteners on his shirt, spread the blue material open to find that he didn’t have another shirt on under this one. A soft mat of blond chest hair appeared and I slid the fingers of one hand over it, into it. The hair was soft and curly against my fingers—his skin beneath, hot. Anders closed his eyes.
    I liked that better. Liked him not watching me with that stare that did more to me than I thought his body could. I’d been wrong. I wondered if he felt how damp my pants were now, wondered if he could smell the strange sweet fragrance scenting the air—something appealing, something that caused my hips to start that slow glide back and forth again.
    The heat in my stomach and in between my legs grew until I gasped and clenched my fingers on his shoulders. His eyes flew back open and that intensity was back, blazing and capturing me, pulling me in. This time, I groaned and couldn’t stop myself from leaning forward to press my lips to his. I gasped at the first touch, then tasted his bottom lip with my tongue.
    His hands suddenly clenched on my hips and he helped me move against him, arched up a little against me.
    I started to retreat, to back away,