Page 109 of The Redemption of Remy St. Claire

For the first time in a while, she gazed into his eyes. “Thank you.” She said it softly with reverence.

He cocked his head. “What for?”

“For answering my questions. For not ridiculing me. This was not how I had envisioned tonight.”

“Communication, right?”

“What if I still want…?”

He swallowed.

She watched as his throat worked.

“We don’t have to do anything.”

“You keep telling me that, and I appreciate it.” She pressed her palm against his cheek. “We didn’t have to do anything yesterday and yet we did. I’m still trying to absorb the ramifications. I had an orgasm. I never thought I could.”

“I was there, remember?”

His eyes were soft in the low light.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen something so beautiful.”

Bashful, she resisted the urge to look away. “What if tonight we try to share that?”

He appeared to contemplate her suggestion. “There is one thing I should warn you about.”

“What?”

“Not every woman can orgasm with just intercourse.” He cleared his throat. “They often need more stimulation.”

And the blush was back—only now it went from her neck through to the roots of her hair. Why this, of all things, should be what caused her distress, she had no idea. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Because I don’t want you to think there’s something wrong with you.” He paused. “I told you I like giving orgasms, right?” He didn’t wait for her to respond. “Well, I kind of feel it’s my responsibility to do everything I can to bring you pleasure.”

“But I have no such responsibility? That’s a bit of a double standard, isn’t it?”

He tilted his head. “I never looked at it like that.”

“Communication, right?”

He nodded.

“Well, now you’ve laid down a challenge. Tonight, I want you to have as much pleasure as I do.”

Another convulsive swallow. “I get the feeling this could end really badly…”

“Or it could end with two orgasms.”

“Journey, Remy, not the end goal.”

“Too much talk, Rusty, not enough action.”

Without waiting for a response, she took his face in her hands and leaned in for a kiss. It became very hot very quickly, but she tried to keep her excitement in check. As he’d said, this could all end badly, but…she had to try. She trailed her hand down his chest, past his abs and then his waist. When she reached out, she found he wasn’t, well, as hard as he had been.

“The conversation wasn’t conducive to maintaining an erection.” Yet another quick grin. “Keep doing what you’re doing, however, and we’ll soon be back to where we were.”

As she grasped him, he pressed himself against her and let out a long moan. Soon they were indeed back where they’d been. Only this time, she was with him. Curiosity took a backseat to clawing need. Her body ached, clamoring for something more. She knew only one thing that’d relieve the ache.

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