Page 36 of Play Dirty

Would it be a huge ask for… you to do it?

This is a favor.

Helping her get past an emotional hump of some kind.

I’m happy to kiss her—more than happy—but I can’t allow myself to imagine something that isn’t there.

A soft moan brings my thoughts back to the task at hand, and I deepen the kiss. My hands are staying above the waist—in fact, I’ve got one on the side of her face, cupping it gently as my tongue dances with hers.

Stevie is breathtakingly beautiful and kissing her is…heaven.

Maybe it’s just been a while, but I don’t remember ever enjoying a kiss this much.

And when she winds her arms around my neck and presses her body fully against me, I’m fucking lost.

My dick is so hard it’s painful.

It would take an act of congress to get me to pull away.

If the kiss is going to end, she has to be the one to do it; I’m physically incapable.

“Marty.” Her breath is hot against my mouth when she finally pulls away, and I can’t tell if there’s hidden meaning in that one word.

If she wants me as much as I want her.

I swallow, wondering if she can feel how turned on I am.

“You…okay?” I ask, since I can’t think of anything else to say and I’m afraid if I move she’ll feel my erection. Maybe she already does but I don’t want to be blatant about it.

“Oh, yes.” Her eyes are a little glassy as she gazes up at me. “That was…incredible.”

I think so too.

And I want more.

So much more.

But this can only continue if she encourages it.

Gentle, fragile Stevie isn’t the kind of woman who can be claimed. Her past has left her more vulnerable than any other woman I’ve ever been with, and the last thing I want to do is scare her off.

I don’t know if she’s interested in more than a few practice kisses and platonic dating, but I can’t be the one to push us in any direction.

“Thank you,” she whispers, her lips so close to mine I can feel her warm breath.

“You’re welcome.” I stroke my knuckles across her cheek. “You think you’ll be okay now?”

“I hope so.” One side of her mouth quirks up playfully. “The only problem now is disappointment.”

Ah, shit. What does that mean?

“Uh, disappointment?” I’m momentarily confused. She didn’tseemdisappointed.

“Li’l Barracuda has a lot to live up to.”

Fuck yeah.

She liked it.

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