Page 86 of How to Love a Rockstar

“I know where I want you to start.”

I lift a brow.

“You can strip for me.”

My cock jumps at the idea. He wants to strip for this woman. I know better. If I’m naked before her, I’ll never last.

“Not a good idea.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. I understand you have body confidence issues.”

I growl. “Body confidence issues?”

“You know. You are uncomfortable in your body. Trust me. I get it. No judgment from me,” she says with a little smirk on her face.

After the heavy talk in the living room, I didn’t expect her to tease me. This woman is unbelievably strong, and I’m going to show her she’s my everything.

“You think I have body issues?”

She shrugs. “No judgment. I love you anyway.”

“You’d love me if I had a dad bod?”

“Yep. Because while your body is pretty spectacular.” She rakes her gaze up and down me. “I love you for you. Because you’re kind. Because you are always there for me when I need you. Because you understand me.”

How can I resist stripping for her now? I can’t.

I step away from the bed to give myself room, and she sits up. She fluffs the pillow behind her and settles in for the show. “I’m ready.”

I kick my shoes off before digging my phone out of my back pocket. I scroll through the music until I find the song I want.Blurred Linesbegins to play and Ginny cheers. And here I thought I’d need time to get my little librarian to open up in the bedroom.

I grab the hem of my t-shirt and draw it up my chest and over my head. I whirl it around in the air before throwing it toward Ginny. She catches it with a squeal.

I sway my hips to the music. Her eyes flare and she licks her lips. I whirl around and shake my ass at her and – smack!

I wag a finger at her. “No touching the dancer.”

She sticks out her bottom lip in a pout. “But I want to.”

I want to lick her lip before diving into her mouth, but if Ginny wants a show, she’s getting a show.

“Respect the talent.”

Her nose wrinkles. “Should the talent be talking?” She whirls her finger around. “Get to it, talent.”

“No more touching,” I order before starting to dance again.

I toy with my belt buckle and she licks her lips. My cock – already hard and ready to go – hardens further until it’s almost painful. The good kind of pain I want to experience every day for the rest of my life. The kind of painI willexperience every day for the rest of my life with this woman. The woman I love who loves me. I’m one lucky bastard.

I unbuckle my belt and pull it out of the loops of my jeans. I whip it around a few times while swaying to the music before I let it drop to the floor.

When I unsnap my jeans and lower the zipper, Ginny licks her lips. My little librarian’s eyes are focused on my cock as I shove my jeans and underwear to the floor.

Before I know what’s happening, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed with my hard length in her hand.

“Ginny,” I groan as she squeezes me.

My head falls back as pleasure whips through my body at the feel of her soft hands on me. I nearly jump when she blows on my cock before her mouth engulfs me.

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