crowd.
Mikayla stuck out her tongue. She mumbled, “No fun…you are no fun , Linny!”
Delivering one more kiss and a heavy sigh, she let go of Isaiah’s neck so he could put her down. He was surprised when she took his hand.
“Mikayla…”
“Not letting you out of my sight yet. I can be good.” She led him to her dressing room and closed the door behind them. He was shocked at how neat it was and told her so.
“Our family will be here for our official opening night. If my mama sees I’m being a slob, she’ll kill me.” With a shrug, she added, “I like things neat though. It lessens stress.”
Turning her back, she lifted her hair out of the way and he lowered the zipper of the dress. Shrugging it from her shoulders, she stepped out, hung it up, and stood before him wearing nothing but a tiny nude thong and heels. He worried he might swallow his tongue.
“Don’t say it. I can’t wear regular underthings in that dress. They’d show on stage.” At the look on his face, she blushed. “I figured we’ve already had sex. It’s a little late for me to act modest.”
He had difficulty forming words. Her body fully naked was more beautiful than he’d realized by feel. She stood almost six-feet tall in the heels so he put her around five-seven in bare feet. She was defined and snug, from her lovely breasts tipped with pink nipples to her taut ass.
She moved around pulling on black boy shorts and a matching bra that pushed her breasts together. Jeans, heeled boots, and a scooped neck black sweater went on quickly and efficiently.
“I’ve never had such a reaction to watching someone put clothes on before.”
She laughed. At her vanity, she used a wipe to clean all traces of stage makeup from her face. When it was bare, she carefully applied moisturizer and a clear lip-gloss. She ran a brush through her hair and turned to him with a smile. “Done.”
“Beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“You are in your twenties, right?” She looked much younger without the makeup.
“Almost twenty-eight.” Her smile was radiant. “How old are you?”
“Thirty-six.” He took her in from head to toe. “I feel every one of those years right now.”
“You’re gorgeous.” Stepping closer, she winked. “Huge bonus, you’re still taller than me in my heels and I’m always in heels. Unless I’m running or hiking, I like to do the girly thing.”
“You do it well.” Isaiah was still. Every part of him wanted to crawl all over her.
That she recognized it was surprising. “You’re holding back. I think you want to be aggressive but you’re worried about how I’ll take it. Your control is what tags you as an alpha male, Isaiah. I like that about you. I’m going to try to jump you every ten minutes so feel free to do the same.”
“You want me to be aggressive?”
“I bet you’re used to dainty flower types, huh? Girls who always wanted to be a princess or some shit. I’m not like that at all.” Her expression was adorable. “I think I’ll be a good change of pace for you.”
“You already are.”
“I’m not fragile. I’m a strong personality and I know you are, too.” Leaning closer, she whispered, “Get rid of that leash you’ve put on yourself. You don’t need it with me.”
A low growl was the only warning he gave before he grabbed her, pressed her against the nearest wall, and claimed her mouth hungrily. They bit and licked at one another as he lifted her with his hands gripping the muscles of her ass.
Her legs went around his waist and she crossed her ankles at his low back. Their hands fisted in each other’s hair, holding tight. He ground into her and wanted to climb in her body. The low moan that escaped her sent chills up his spine.
There was nothing he wanted more than to make her come.
He lowered her feet to the floor and boxed her in. Deftly
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