Page 533 of Rock Me All Night
He plants a soft, wet kiss on my neck as he peels off my bra. His fingertips trail over my shoulders.
He's slow about exploring every inch of exposed skin. That same anticipation builds inside me. This isn't enough.
I know where I need his hands.
But I can't ask… I can't dirty talk. No way.
His kiss gets harder as he moves down my shoulders. His teeth scrape against my skin. He shifts lower, plants a kiss on my chest. Then lower. Lower. He's inches from my nipple.
Lower.
Almost.
But he moves away, does the same to my other breast. I reach for him, rake my hands through his hair.
The music from the inside of the club cuts off. The band is done. There's clapping then it's quiet enough I can hear our breath. Mine is more strained than his, but we're both panting.
It does things to me, knowing he's as needy as I am.
The way he's looking at me—he's teasing me.
Baiting me.
He wants me to ask.
Can I do that? I take a deep breath, arching my back and tugging at his hair. It does nothing to change his path.
"Please," I groan. My thighs shake with anticipation.
"Please what."
My cheeks flush. "Are you going to make me say it?"
"Hmm?" He plays dumb. Kisses his way back to my lips. Then his tongue is in my mouth, swirling around mine. He pulls back and stares into my eyes. "Say what?"
God, I'm burning up. I must be every shade of red.
He brings his lips to my ear. "You want me to suck on your nipples."
I let out a much too loud groan as I nod.
"Should've just asked," he teases. "Any other requests?"
"You're enjoying this."
"You aren't?" He presses his palm against my sex, over my panties.
My response is a low moan.
"You're wet." His voice is breathy, needy. "You want my fingers curling inside you?"
My sex clenches. "Yes. Do that. And the nipples too."
He smiles. "Close your eyes. I'll stop teasing. This time."
Thank God.
His lips sink into mine. Mmm. He tastes so good.
