Page 17 of Just One Silver Fox

And how he would react.

Her heart was jumping.

But Nate’s eyes lit and his brows rose when the back of her new bra was revealed. “Surprise,” he whispered.

“What’s a surprise?” she asked quickly, fearing the worst.

“Ivory satin.” His eyes were twinkling again. “I was thinking you’d be one for practical white cotton.”

“Usually, I am. Today is special.”

“It sure is,” he agreed warmly then slid the zipper down the rest of the way.

Sonia felt the air on her skin before Nate bent again to kiss her nape, trapping her gently against the wardrobe. The contact was exquisite. Nate’s hand landed on her waist then slid around her, his palm warm against her skin and his fingers splayed. He touched his lips to her shoulder, reverently, and then her neck, his hand rising to cup her breast. The way his thumb slid across her nipple made her gasp with pleasure. The peak was taut already and she was wet but he was still fully dressed.

“Glad I’m not the only one interested,” he murmured, closing his finger and thumb around her nipple and teasing it through the satin. Sonia heard herself moan a little and pressed back against him. She felt his erection against her hip and wanted more. She wriggled her shoulders and her dress fell to the floor. She heard him catch his breath, had a doubt, then his little growl of pleasure made her smile.

She spun in his embrace and reached for the buckle of his belt. Nate stepped back, catching her hand in his and pressing a kiss into her palm. “No rush,” he repeated, still in that sultry whisper. “Unless you’re going somewhere.”

“Not me.”

“No hot date tonight?”

She laughed at his feigned surprise. “Not me.”

“Not me either.” His gaze held hers as he reached out and cupped that breast in his hand once more. It felt bolder to have him caress her while he watched her and Sonia might have felt exposed with someone else. But Nate’s eyes were so mesmerizing in all their hues of gold and green that Sonia couldn’t look away. His thumb worked its magic, teasing and caressing; her mouth went dry and she felt her lips part.

She could hear the distant sound of traffic and the creaking of the house. Someone somewhere was running water, maybe to have a shower. Her apartment felt like a safe haven from the world and its troubles, a little sanctuary for two. Her throat was tight and her heart was pounding. She felt as if the world had stopped, or that there was no one left in it but Nate and the fire in his eyes.

And the warm persistence of his thumb.

She didn’t want to blink and break the spell. She didn’t want to move away or even breathe. She wanted him to move on but she didn’t want him to stop. He pinched the nipple a little and she gasped, making a little involuntary sound of pleasure.

“That’s hot.” Nate moved closer, his gaze burning.

“What?”

“That sound. It’s like you can’t stop yourself.” His finger and thumb slid into the satin cup, and he rolled her nipple between them, watching her intently the whole time. His skin was a little rough, especially the side of his thumb, his hand strong and warm, his caress both gentle and provocative. Sonia gasped and arched her back, wanting more, wanting him to know how much she liked it.

“Tease,” she whispered and her voice was husky.

He arched a brow. “Isn’t that the point? The tease? The temptation?” He was tormenting her on purpose, lavishing attention on that nipple, then stopping. That just made her want to tackle him and get to it. Sonia caught a glimpse of his smile, then Nate crushed her against the wardrobe again and bent to capture that taut peak in a kiss. She was trapped and didn’t want to break free as he used his tongue and his teeth to drive her crazy. She closed her eyes and hung on to his shoulders, loving how he deliberately left her tingling and desperate for more.

“The first time should always be slow,” he murmured against her skin. “Really slow. So slow that you want to scream out loud to get on with it.”

Sonia smiled. “I’m there.”

“Not nearly,” he said and turned his attention to the other nipple with a leisure that made her ache. “Wait and see,” he whispered against her skin. Sonia wasn’t sure she could bear it. Nate took his time with that one, too, clearly intent on bringing both nipples to the same level of arousal. He looked between them, comparing, and moved from one to the other until Sonia knew she couldn’t stand it any more. She was sizzling with need and ready to have him inside her.

If he did that slowly, she might die of pleasure.

“The second time has to be fast then,” she insisted in a husky whisper.

Nate flicked her a look, watching her as he teased that nipple again. He moved to unfasten the front clasp of her bra but Sonia stopped him with a touch.

He didn’t persist, but moved his hand back to her waist. She felt his fingertips slide lower, fluttering over her stomach and moaned a little, knowing his destination.

“We have to compare and contrast,” she managed to say as he crushed her slowly and deliberately against the wardrobe. His knee was between her legs and she was on her tip-toes, his weight supporting her there so she felt like she was floating. It was completely perfect to feel the hard lines of his body trapping her against the wood.

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