For The Win (Gamer Girls, #6) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,32

be like that, huh?"

"Is that bad?"

"Oh, no," he promised as his hands closed on her waist. "But you have to tell me if something makes you uncomfortable. Physically, mentally, I don't fucking care, Rhave. I want to kiss you. I want to stare at you..." His hands found the hem of her shirt and slipped inside to clasp her waist again. "I want to touch you. More than anything, I want to throw you in that bed and make you moan. I promise it's a lot more comfortable than the couch."

She reached up for his mouth. "Ok."

This time, he kissed her hard. He also stepped her back, aiming for the archway at the side that led to the bedroom area. When she didn't resist, he pulled his mouth away and spun her around, guiding her toward the beds. Rhaven was breathing a little too fast, and her heart was racing, but for the best reasons. This was happening. He was serious, and it was actually happening!

Just before they reached the foot of the closest bed, he leaned in to kiss her neck. "Baby, I need to know one thing." He stole another kiss against the side of her throat. "Do you have dysphoria? Do you hate the way your body looks?"

"I just don't look," she admitted. "I try to pretend it's not there."

She meant her dick, and she knew he understood. From the waist up, she looked mostly like a woman now. Her breasts were small, barely even A cups, but lower? She still had a penis. A phallus that did not look feminine. It was a part of her, and she was used to it, but the idea of him seeing it made every insecurity she'd ever had scream at the top of its lungs.

Was she pretty enough? Girly enough? Would he be grossed out? Those were the first, but not the only fears slamming into her. At the same time, this was Braden. He wasn't turned off or scared of being with a man. He was pretty open about his bisexuality. That helped, but knowing he could enjoy a dick wasn't the same. She didn't want him to treat her like a man. She wanted him to look at her and see a woman!

"What?" he asked, his gaze jumping from one of her eyes to the other. "What's going on in your head, baby?"

She sucked her lower lip into her mouth. "I have a dick."

He struggled not to smile. "You've mentioned that before."

"I want you to think I'm beautiful," she breathed.

His thumb slid across her cheek. "I do. God, Rhaven, you have no idea what you do to me, but I'm not pressuring you. I'm just trying to make sure I'm not screwing up."

She closed her eyes and leaned into his palm. "I keep waiting to wake up."

"First you'd have to stay the night." His lips found her brow. "And even in the morning, I'm still going to think you're the most amazing woman I've ever met. I think you're gorgeous, baby. I don't care if you're like other women. I like that you're this hardass at times and so gentle at others. I like that even when you're nervous, you still say exactly what's on your mind. That's sexy. This?" He kissed the spot beneath her eye. "It makes me want to be big, strong, and protective for you. It makes me want to step back and calm down so you'll know that I like your mind as much as your body. It also makes me scared that if I do, you'll assume it means I'm not interested, and that would be a lie."

Her eyes jumped open. "Yeah?"

"Oh, yeah. I want to throw you in that bed, kiss every inch of you - including the ones you may not want kissed - and not stop until I have to leave. But that's what I want." He brushed his lips over hers. "You may have a very different goal for tonight."

"Not really," she breathed.

So he kissed her again. The passion was back with a vengeance, but he was trying not to push. She knew it. She could feel it. She also didn't want him to stop. As her tongue swirled against his, her hands found his shirt and lifted. She felt him smile, but he didn't pull away. Braden just kissed a little deeper, reaching over his head to grab a handful of fabric. Then, leaning back for only a split second, he yanked his shirt off and