Christie Kelley by Every Night Im Yours

man?”
    The question startled her out of her gawking. “Pardon?”
    Banning smiled and relaxed. “I noticed your gaze wasn’t exactly focused on my face. Would it help if I let you examine me?”
    “Examine you?”
    “Yes. I’ll remove my clothes and you can do whatever you would like to my body.”
    Before she could say another word, he pulled his linen shirt over his head, exposing his muscled chest. Dark hairs sprinkled over his chest and she had the urge to run her fingers through them.
    “Oh my,” she mumbled.
    “Should I continue?”
    “Yes,” she answered before her courage fled.
    “I do love a curious woman,” Banning said before he turned and stripped off his trousers.
    From her current position, she could see the hard muscles flexing in his back. Her breath hitched as he rose and turned around. His broad shoulders melded into a hard chest. Her gaze lowered across his stomach, and then further down where his shaft proudly rose from a patch of dark springy hair.
    She tried to keep her perusal casual, but she couldn’t. Now seeing all of him in person, she knew it would never fit. Yet, feeling the moist heat between her legs increase, she would love to see just how much of him she could take.
    “Do you want to touch me?”
    Avis tore her eyes away from his shaft and looked up at his face. He wore an arrogant expression, which she took to mean he was quite proud of his body or at least his appendage. His eyes burned into hers, scorching her with his desire.
    “May I?” she asked, scooting closer to his side of the bed.
    He lay back down on the bed and stared at her as she touched the muscles of his chest. When she skimmed her hand through the hairs and over his flat nipple, he moaned. The sound gave her courage to continue. Her fingers rippled over the top of his shaft.
    Banning grasped her hand, showing her how to rub her hand over its velvety top and down to the base. How would it feel to have him deep inside her? Would his shaft pulsate inside her as it did when she stroked the hard length? She felt wicked touching a man like this and yet, she liked it.
    Who would ever have thought that she would be here, in this room, touching a naked man…not just any naked man, Banning? Certainly not her. But she was touching him, stroking him, and watching as his face tightened as if holding back his pleasure.
    “How does it explode?” she finally asked.
    He opened his eyes and laughed. “Explode? Let me guess…Sophie?”
    “I needed to learn about prevention and her mother had taught her all she needed to know.”
    He laughed even harder. “A virgin telling another virgin about prevention and sex. You are too charming, Avis.”
    “But you haven’t answered my question.”
    “If you keep up what you are doing you shall get a first-hand look at me exploding.” Banning grasped her hands in his. “Not today, we agreed to take this slowly.”
    “Are you certain?” She couldn’t explain the way her breathing felt so quick and shallow as if she couldn’t take in enough air. But she was certain of one thing—it was all due to Banning. He made her nerves tingle and her heart pound. She wanted to know so much more about him…and his body.
    “We should stop for today,” he said softly.
    “As you wish.”
    “I believe you mentioned a walk?” he said, pulling his trousers back on. “Personally, I could use a dip in the cold sea.”
    “A walk would do us both good.” She sat back and watched him pull his shirt over his head, covering that magnificent chest. She was right when she’d thought a sculptor would love to use him as a model. He was a perfect specimen.
    “Finished staring?”
    Heat scorched her cheeks. “For now.”
    “Get dressed and come downstairs.”
    He headed for the door, but she needed one more question answered.
    “Banning, why did you sleep in here with me instead of in the other bedroom?”
    He turned and smiled warmly at her. “Come here and I’ll show you.”
    She quickly