Hell, Caitlyn was beautiful. He’d love to kiss and explore every inch of that creamy skin. He nipped at her neck again, smiling as she arched her neck to give him better access. She might be a little shy, but damn if he didn’t love how she opened up to him. Her cheeks were flushed, her chest heaving, and her eyes wide with arousal. Troy carefully slipped her cardigan off, smiling as he revealed more of her strappy sundress. She was both sexy and sweet—a killer combination.
Although his hands had roamed over her curves before, he couldn’t stop himself from palming one full breast as he trailed his kisses lower. Damn. He’d never get enough of this woman.
“Troy,” she whimpered, as he softly kissed across her cleavage. She did have freckles trailing down her chest. He wondered if her breasts were covered as well or pale like the skin on her inner arms.
“What Butterfly?” he asked, boldly tugging one strap of her dress down and pulling one breast free. He growled as he saw all that pale, creamy flesh. She watched him, gasping, as he kissed her pale nipple. He lightly flickered his tongue over the taut bud, loving how she arched up toward him. Unable to resist, he sucked part of her breast into his mouth. She was soft and warm and so damn responsive to his touch.
Caitlyn moaned when he released her breast, but he kissed his way to the other one, freeing it from the bodice of her dress as well. “This might be my favorite dress you own,” he said, his voice thick. “I love how your breasts spill over the top.”
Caitlyn gasped, clutching onto his head as he suckled her other nipple. He lightly bit down, and she cried out. “Troy, please,” she murmured.
“Tell me what you need,” he said, licking her nipple to soothe the sting. She was so gorgeous, he swore he could stay here for hours simply worshipping her full breasts. Caitlyn’s hips were lightly bucking up though, and when she didn’t answer him, he slid a hand between her creamy thighs. “Should I make you come, sweetheart?” he asked.
She whimpered as he reached her satin panties, his thumb pressing lightly against her clit. He took one breast into his mouth again as he worked at her, and he could feel Caitlyn’s arousal dampening her panties. Troy kissed his way up to her neck again, softly biting down as his hand slid beneath the satin of her panties and into her soft folds. Caitlyn was drenched for him, whimpering and writhing on the sofa. He wanted to see all that pale, pink flesh, but he wanted to make her come right now even more. His fingers slid up to her clit, and then he was trailing one finger in slow circles, discovering what she liked. Caitlyn clung to him, crying out, and he moved faster, bringing her to the precipice.
He kissed her pink lips, rubbing his fingers around her clit. A moment later, her scream filled the apartment as she shattered, crying out Troy’s name. Male pride filled his chest as he looked at her, sexily rumpled and flushed beneath him. Caitlyn was gorgeous, with her bare breasts spilling over the top of her dress and that red hair tousled like she’d been thoroughly sated.
An image flashed through his mind of Caitlyn riding him—the same thought he’d had over a month ago when they’d first met. “Come to bed with me,” he said. He’d stop if she wasn’t ready. Troy was hard as a rock, but he’d wait however long she needed.
Thankfully, she nodded, catching her breath as those green eyes met his. “Yes,” she whispered.
Troy stood, scooping her up into his arms, not even bothering to rearrange her dress. Her hands flew to her breasts as her skin pinkened. “Don’t cover yourself, Butterfly. You’re absolutely gorgeous. Breathtaking.” He lowered his mouth to kiss her, and she relaxed slightly, slowly moving her hands. Hell if this wasn’t the exact opposite of him carrying her all those weeks ago on the beach. He might’ve longed to kiss her then, but now he was going to make love to her. To finish undressing that gorgeous body and slowly drive Caitlyn out of her mind.
Troy barely glanced around her feminine bedroom. He kissed her once more and then set Caitlyn down on her feet. He ducked down and lifted the dress up and over her head, smiling as she stood there in only her satin panties. “I couldn’t wear a bra with that dress,” she said, looking self-conscious. He couldn’t resist letting his gaze rake over her entire body. She was slender but with generous curves. She had nice hips and those gorgeous, full breasts. Plus, all that red hair that fell down to her chest, teasing her nipples.
Troy lifted his shirt, loving her eyes on him. He had a six-pack and kept in top shape for his career. Nothing had ever felt as good as the way Caitlyn looked at him though. She stepped closer, her hands going to his waistband, and unable to resist, he reached out and caressed her. His thumb brushed against the side of her breast as she shivered. Ducking down for another kiss, he guided her toward the bed. “You sure about this, Butterfly?” he asked.
“Yes. I don’t have any condoms though,” she said, looking at him in a panic.
“I’ll keep you protected,” he assured her. He’d been carrying a couple of condoms in his wallet for several weeks. Undoing the button of his shorts, he unzipped his fly, groaning. His cock was pushing against
