“I—We shouldn’t—”
“Chrissy, stop. You and I both know you wouldn’t be here unless you wanted to be.”
She swallowed hard. “Even if I do, I shouldn’t. My grandfather told me to stay away from you.”
“What are you going to do, Chrissy? Do what your family wants, or what you want?”
“Our families—” Chrissy looked so distressed, he took her hand and squeezed it.
“Yeah, a Romeo and Juliet situation. Well, screw it. I like you and you like me, and that’s all that should matter.”
“Like?” she said. “That’s it? Like?”
“What do you want me to say?” he growled. “You want me to tell you that whenever I see you I can think of nothing but how to get you into my bed?”
“Well,” she said, giggling, “that’s a good start.”
“A start. Wow. You’re tough. Okay,” he said as he shifted to his side to face her, “I think you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.”
“That’s nice of you to admit I’m hot.”
“You are.”
“But if I’m to ‘deny my father and refuse my name’ I’d need a little more than that.”
“Oh, that’s not fair. You’re quoting Shakespeare.”
“All’s fair in love and war,” she said with a sexy smile.
He groaned. More Shakespeare. “You’re fucking killing me.”
Her face turned serious. “Baby,” she said, “I want to love you.”
“Love? Is that what you want?”
“Every woman wants love.”
“I think,” he said almost in a whisper, “I can give you that.”
“Can you?” she said as softly as if she spoke a secret.
“Yes.”
He stroked her thigh and trailed his free hand up her body to her breasts. Her nipples peeked through the soft knit fabric, enticing him to touch them. He pressed one nub with his index finger and thumb and she mewled.
Saks’ cock throbbed and filled as electricity shot through him when he touched the enticing swells of her breasts. He bent and pulled apart the sweater, one pearl button after another, and pulled the clingy fabric away to reveal her lacy bra.
“Ah,” he sighed. “White.”
Saks took the edges of her b
ra in his teeth and pulled with a growl. She reached back and unsnapped the clasp, letting her breasts spring free. Again with his teeth, he pulled up the bra over her pink nipples.
“You’re not too injured?”
“This is the best medicine any doc could prescribe.” He loved those nipples. He lapped each with the tip of his tongue. His lips touched her globes in little kisses, slowly and tenderly. She sighed with satisfaction.
“Baby, you’re really good at this loving thing,” she said.