Page 62 of Drawn to You

“Easy,” I say, amused.

She exhales hard and puts a palm on her chest. “I was having a dream that I had to chase you out a bathroom window.”

I cringe, feigning heart pain. “Damn, my technique needs some work if that’s what you’re dreaming about after this morning.”

She smiles. “This morning was amazing and you know it, Foster.”

Stretching out on her side next to me, she leans on her elbow. I’ve seen her fresh out of bed, her face clean and her hair rumpled, but never this close up. It’s the first time I’ve noticed a tiny freckle just above her right eyebrow.

“You won’t have to chase me anywhere anymore.” My cock is hard and ready for more of her. “I’ll be the one chasing you out windows.”

She tries to cover the flicker of doubt that passes over her face, but I don’t miss it. I get why she’s skeptical, given my reputation. But the closer I get to Josie, the more I want. She’s not some woman I met after a game, screwed, and don’t plan to get a number from.

“Something smells really good,” she says, lowering her brows.

I run my hand up the back of her bare thigh, groaning with satisfaction when I find her ass bare. She put on one of my T-shirts before we went to sleep, and apparently, nothing else.

“Mom’s cooking something.” I lean over and kiss her neck. “We can go eat in a little bit.”

Her soft laughter is warm on my ear. “Or we can go now.”

I slide my hand beneath the shirt, my palm coasting up her stomach to cup her breast. She inhales softly.

“Tell me you don’t like this,” I say as I gently pinch her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

“Dane...” she protests weakly as her nipple stiffens.

“Mm-hmm...” I kiss the spot beneath her ear that made her crazy earlier. “Do it, baby. Tell me we can’t because my parents are in the other room.”

“They are,” she whispers.

I pull the shirt up, expose her breasts, and suck one of her nipples into my mouth for a few seconds, then nip at it, eliciting a little gasp.

“I know,” I whisper back. “But I’m not letting my girl out of here with a wet, needy pussy.” I move her hand to my rock-hard erection. “And you’re the only one who can do something about this.”

“Dane...”

I flick my tongue over her nipple, still a perfectly stiff pink peak. She wraps her hand around my cock and it’s all I can do not to groan hard at how good it feels.

“I can’t come with your parents in the other room,” she says softly in my ear.

The fuck she can’t. I don’t back down from any challenge. With a smirk, I kiss her and say, “Better grab a pillow to scream into.”

I move down and get to work, not wasting a single second.

Her body is soft and warm, her pussy like honey on my tongue. It’s actually not work at all to tongue fuck her and lick and suck her folds—I could do this for hours. I love the way she squirms, trying to stay silent as I bring her to the edge of climax and then keep my mouth away from her clit, instead inserting two fingers inside her.

She’s breathing hard, one of her hands twining into my hair and tugging. If we were alone, I’d play this game with her for a while, making her come hard after at least thirty minutes of edging. But since time is a factor, I return my mouth to her clit, sucking it while I fuck her with my fingers.

It only takes a few seconds for her to buck her hips against me and come, her body tensing and no sound coming from her open mouth.

When she finally relaxes and exhales hard, I grin at her. “Damn, you were quiet.”

“It wasn’t easy,” she whispers.

“Can I bend you over the bathroom counter?” I ask, desperate to watch myself fuck her.

“We’ll smell like rubber,” she says softly.

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