Page 244 of Rock Me All Night
He's not running away scared.
He's hard.
He pulls the strap of my tank top off my shoulders. I'm not wearing a bra. I never sleep in a bra.
Drew cups my breast. He brings his lips to my ear and sucks gently. "More than beautiful." He swirls his finger against my nipple. His breath strains. "Sexy as fuck."
"That's poetic."
"Thank you." He nips at my ear. "I go out of my fucking mind thinking about touching you."
He rubs my nipple harder. A pang of pleasure shoots through me. I let out a low groan.
"You're never been eaten out, have you?" he asks it without a hint of shyness.
I bite my lip to keep from blushing. "Never."
Drew presses his lips into my neck. "So that makes me your first."
He kisses his way to my chest and sucks on my nipples. Harder and harder until I'm ready to scream. I buck my hips.
He pushes my tank top to my waist.
He kisses the skin between my breasts.
Then just under it.
My eyes close. I move my hands to the sheets and brace myself. Touching my scars is one thing, but he's going to be face to face with them.
My body is screaming at me to ignore the apprehension growing in my chest. Somehow, Drew's lips are even better than his hands. It shouldn't be possible for one person to be blessed with such talents, but he is.
He pushes the tank top down to my hips, all the way to my knees. It meets my pajama pants and he pulls both off my feet.
"Drew, I..." I take a deep breath. That heavy feeling is still right there on top of my chest.
"I'm going to go out of my fucking mind if you ask me to stop."
"Don't stop." I like the way those words feel on my tongue, but my heart is still pounding against my chest. "The scars are... they're ugly."
He grabs my knees and pins them to the bed. "Take that back."
"They are."
His voice gets low, deep, desperate. "Everything about you is sexy." He lowers himself so he's right between my thighs. He presses his lips into the skin just above my knee. "Even your scars."
I swallow hard.
"I'm still waiting to hear you agree."
"Not happening."
Drew kisses me again, a little higher, a little closer. "You're lucky I've been dreaming about you coming on my face."
"Is that right?"
"Or else I would never let you get away with this bullshit." He plants a soft kiss on the inside of my thigh. "You're going to admit it."
"Fat chance."
