Page 30 of Don't Leave Me

“Never. You have an amazing body. I’ll happily massage you whenever you want.”

“You might end up regretting that statement, Peck.” I chuckle as he lifts the sheet and turns his head to the side so he doesn’t see my breasts.

As soon as I'm settled on my back, he returns the sheet to where it belongs and helps me move my arms out.

“I don’t think I will.” He positions himself at the top of the bed and places his hands on my shoulders. He moves his hands over me, but when I close my eyes, he leans down and kisses me.

The chills I was getting throughout the entire massage intensify. Zaps of pleasure are shooting through me, making me wish he’d tug the sheet off me completely.

“Yeah, I'm never going to get bored of this,” he murmurs against my lips.

He digs his thumbs into the flesh by my collarbone and moves down, stopping at the tops of my breasts. I want to beg him to move lower. To put me out of my misery and touch me the way I want him to, but I'm not sure I'm ready to take that leap with him.

He doesn’t stay in that spot for long, instead he moves down to my legs and massages my thighs. I slip a pillow behind my head and watch him. He’s so focused, he doesn’t even realize I'm watching him.

Spreading my legs, he digs into the sore muscles of my inner thigh and his brows tug together.

“What’s wrong?”

His head snaps up and his dark gaze crashes into mine. He looks surprised for a second, but never stops moving his hands.

“It’s just taking a lot of effort to keep this sheet covering you,” he murmurs in a gravely tone, his voice sexier than ever. “I clearly didn’t think this through when I offered to massage you.”

He changes positions and that’s when I notice the thick outline of his cock pressing against his jeans. I swallow hard, trying not to think about him naked.

“We can stop if you want,” I offer weakly.

“That’s the problem, baby, I don’t want to stop.”

The timer on my phone goes off, signaling it’s been an hour and Pecker really needs to get some sleep. He lets out a low groan and shakes his head.

“Hey, talk to me.” I sit up, taking the sheet with me.

“I don’t want you to go, but I really do need to get to bed. But I feel like such an ass because all I want to do is tug this sheet off of you and stare at your gorgeous body.”

“Well, that wouldn’t be fair for me to be naked and you fully clothed.” I frown at him, making him grin.

“Something tells me I wouldn’t stay clothed for long at all. But I don’t want to rush the physical stuff between us. I want us to have a solid relationship before we take that step.”

“I guess I better stay in Maple Springs then.”

“Yeah, I think you should.” He leans down and covers my lips with his. He’s so gentle with me. So careful to make everything perfect. “Do you want to stay here tonight?”

“No, I should go home. I can only imagine how Leslie would respond if I stay.”

“Why does it feel like her and Colt are your parents?”

“Right! I feel the same way!”

“Alright, beautiful. I’ll let you get dressed while I go wash my hands. Just let me know when I can come out of the bathroom.”

“Maybe I should take my time so you have a chance to give yourself a massage.” I nod to his tented jeans and he chuckles.

“Don’t blame me. You’re the one with the amazing body.”

He kisses me one more time before he shuts himself inside the bathroom.

It takes me a few minutes to get dressed with all the lotion, but when I'm finally clothed, I knock on the door. Pecker swings it open, standing there in only a pair of low-slung sweatpants. I groan loudly and glance up at the ceiling.

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