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glasses and put his hands behind his head. “You’ve come to ravish me.”
    “I have.” We smiled. I ran a finger down his chest to where the sheets covered him. When I pulled them aside, I shook my head in mock scolding. “This doesn’t help.”
    He looked at the soft cotton pajama bottoms. “Take them off.”
    I stood. “You take them off.”
    He grinned and hooked his thumbs in the sides, but I held up my hand. “No. Not like that.”
    I took a seat in the rocking chair and gestured at him to stand up. “I want to watch you.”
    The pajamas were already tenting when he got out of bed. “Do you want me to put on some music?”
    “No.” I kept my face stern even though I wanted to giggle. I didn’t want to laugh; it would ruin the mood.
    Dan stood in front of me, thumbs hooked in his waistband. “You want me to just strip ‘em off, or what?”
    “Surprise me.” I parted my legs so the hem of my short nightgown rode up. I was naked beneath.
    I loved the way his eyes gleamed and the way his tongue snuck out to swipe across his lips. Dan didn’t have to worry about extra curves. He had been blessed with good genes. Now he eyed me, one hip cocked.
    I inched my hem higher and ran a hand over the soft patch of hair between my legs. I wasn’t stroking myself. Not yet. But there was definitely the promise I might start.
    He had such a playful side. It was sexy. Now, watching me, Dan ran his hands over his chest. Up and down, then over his belly. He traced the lines of muscle in his abs and the indentations of his ribs. He licked the fingertips on both hands and circled his nipples. It should have been silly, but my throat tightened.
    He didn’t do a bump and grind. It was more like a slow, easy exploration of his body. He kept his gaze locked on mine the whole time, too. My hand slid again, and this time found my clit. I moved my finger in small circles as I watched him touch himself the way I wanted to be touching him.
    He turned around to slide the waist of his pajamas down just far enough for me to see the small patch of hair at the base of his spine. I loved to lick that spot. He loved me to lick it. He eased the elastic a little lower, then lower again, to reveal the crack of his ass. He tossed me a look over his shoulder and turned, pulling the waistband up again.
    “Tease,” I murmured.
    He laughed softly and pushed the cloth down in front until the first fluff of his pubic hair showed. He’d offered once to shave down there, but I’d protested. Now he just kept himself trimmed. I held my breath as he pushed the pants lower, lower…
    “You are a tease!” I told him when he let go and the elastic snapped back up around his hips.
    “You told me to surprise you.” He hooked his thumbs into the fabric but didn’t pull it off.
    I couldn’t deny it. Instead, I parted my legs wider and gave him a full glimpse of my body. I slipped my fingers down low enough to find slippery fluid. He licked his mouth again.
    “I love to watch you touch yourself,” he said.
    “Let me see you do the same,” I breathed.
    Dan put a hand over the bulge in his pants. He stroked himself a few times through the cloth. Then he reached inside and stroked again. His face tightened and he bit his lower lip a little.
    “No fair!” I said.
    Dan’s laugh came out a little strangled. “Fine.”
    He pushed his pajamas down, finally, and stepped out of them. He gripped his erection as he kicked away the bottoms. When he stroked down, slowly, I couldn’t decide where to look: at his face, taut with desire, or at his cock, so deliciously hard.
    My body responded. My breath came faster, my pulse sped up, my clit grew harder beneath my fingertips. The curved wood beneath my bare ass had warmed to my skin, smooth, and I slid on it as I set the chair to rocking.
    We’d fucked on this chair, more than once, and I thought of that now. Of how Dan’s prick felt inside me as we rocked, of how good it felt when my clitoris rubbed his