Sets Appeal. Virginia Taylor

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СКАЧАТЬ a flattering disadvantage. I don’t know what I’m competing with here, but I imagine every man has his own way of doing things. I like to take my time and play around for a while before sex.”

      “I like to get the act over with.”

      He gave her a sidelong glance while he slowly rubbed his bristled jaw. Then he shrugged. “I like women. I like to touch. I know what pleasures me. I like to see my woman pleasured, too. If I have to forgo that, I might as well jerk myself off.”

      She straightened, grimacing. “Crudely put, but basically if I don’t let you touch me, I don’t get anything?”

      “Right,” he said in a confident drawl. “You get the full trip or nothing at all.”

      “This isn’t fair.”

      His eyebrows lifted as if he was waiting for her to change her mind.

      For a moment, she wavered. “Then, you’ll get what you want, but I won’t.” Hoping she sounded logical rather than petulant, she leaned back.

      “I’m willing to go without if I can’t have what I want. Are you?” He pulled at his earlobe.

      “There’s a difference,” she said, her voice husky with embarrassment. She cleared her throat. “I don’t know what I want.” Resting her cheek on her up-drawn knees, she angled her head away from him.

      The black of night showed through the white roller blind. No window in his house had been curtained. His floors were bare wood and not a single wall held a picture. He owned nothing but the bare essentials and none looked new or trendy. She had assumed he owned this house when she’d entered, but likely he didn’t. This was a rental, and he’d recently moved in.

      “You want me,” he said in a secure voice. “But…I’m more than my dick.”

      She reached over him and carefully placed her empty glass on his bedside table. “And what else do you think made me come here with you?”

      “You drove me here.”

      “For one reason. And you haven’t even opened the condom.” Her bottom lip quivered, and she felt as unattractive as a woman could be.

      “I’m not ready.”

      “You look ready.”

      “Peeking, are you? Well, then, perhaps I ought to open the condom.” With a frown of concentration, he reached for the plastic pack that he didn’t seem able to open. He tried tearing across one corner and then the other. He tried with his teeth. He sighed. “Damn.”

      “Haven’t you done this before?”

      He didn’t answer.

      “Pass it to me.” She reached over him.

      He evaded her. The pack ripped in two in his hands. Unfortunately, the condom ripped, too. He sat with a ring in one hand and a bubble in the other. He slowly turned his head, and he stared her straight in the eyes. “Now what?”

      “Don’t you have another?”

      “What do you think?”

      “Surely you buy these things in multiples.” She frowned.

      “Sure, if I am expecting to use them in multiples. I didn’t know you’d insist on me dropping my pants on the first date.”

      “This isn’t a date.”

      He lifted his palms. “So, you’ve answered your own question. I suppose I could go out and buy some, but I don’t have a car. You would have to drive me.”

      “I might as well go home if I have to dress and leave.” She glanced at his semi-naked, beautiful body, and her insides curled with frustration. “Perhaps this was meant to be.”

      He put the remains of the condom on the table. “The hand of man moves in mysterious ways.” He gave a soft laugh. “At least this takes the pressure off. We don’t have to do anything we don’t want to do.”

      “Don’t have to?” she echoed hollowly. Her feet found his cold floorboards again, this time more decisively. “I’ll go.” She reached for her skirt, determined not to look at him again.

      “This is great,” he said in a morose voice. “JD. Just Dick.”

      “Look, I came here for sex. I don’t want another glass of milk. We don’t know each other well enough to have a deep and meaningful convers—”

      He tipped her onto the bed. “We can rectify that.”

      She stared into his strong-boned face, and he dropped a wonky kiss on the side of her mouth. One muscled arm lifted her and gathered her against his warm chest.

      “We can do quite a bit of getting to know each other, or if you won’t let me touch you, you can do quite a bit of getting to know me. By touch.”

      “And why would I want to do that?” Her insides began to jitter. From the very first, he had put a smile on her face and a hot tickle in her belly. He made her hope, and she couldn’t remember the last time she had hoped for anything. Mainly, she had endured, and she had expected to endure forever, because she was, after all, a Tremain, a member of a family known for sheer hard work since the days of colonial settlement.

      His warm breath heated her ear. “Because I feel good.”

      And because he did, she slid both palms over his back, noting that he flexed each muscle she touched. His confidence and his encouragement helped. To have half a sensuous experience doubled that she’d had previously.

      “What do you do when you’re not building sets?” she said against his hard, warm chest, palms resting lightly on his smooth skin.

      “Any sort of construction.” He switched off the bedside lamp.

      She lifted herself onto one forearm. “I’m supposed to be touching you.”

      “Yeah, well, too much touching, and we won’t get any sleep.”

      He pulled up the cover, circling an arm around the small of her back. She relaxed into him, resting her head on his shoulder, her hand comfortable on his bicep. He was warm and calm, and he breathed slowly and deeply. When he fell asleep, she could have left. But she felt safe.

      And she, too, slept.

      * * * *

      “Hey, JD!”

      Jay moved his face out of the pillow and opened his eyes.

      “How was last night?” called the same female voice that wasn’t coming from the startled blonde nestled against his chest.

      “You have a visitor,” Vix said in a whisper, looking panicked.

      Curling his hand over her hip, he kissed the tip of her nose. She looked as lovely in the morning as she had the night before, and he wanted her as much as he had the night before. Maybe he could…

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