Page 614 of Rock Me All Night
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After a dinnerof Thai delivery and a viewing of the ultimate legal thrillerThe Firm, we settle in the backyard. I sit on the cool concrete and dip my feet in the pool.
Pete sits next to me, his hands planted behind him, his eyes on the sky. It's dark enough in the hills that the black night is dotted with shining stars.
They're beautiful. They have nothing on him, but they're beautiful nonetheless.
Between the pool, the stars, and the warm breeze, the mood is disgustingly romantic. If I didn't know better, I'd be tempted to pin him to the concrete and confess my feelings.
I nudge him playfully. "Is this your usual seduction style?"
He smiles. "Not without a bottle of whiskey."
"Really?"
Pete cocks a brow. "You tell me."
I shake my head, trying not to get lost in the light flickering over his eyes. "I don't buy it."
"Don't think I need to try that hard to seduce you."
My cheeks flush. It's true. Judging from the proud expression on his face, he knows it too.
Still… "I confess nothing."
"So I need to present evidence to prove my case?"
I nod.
He slides his hand under my skirt.
It skims my thigh. Closer. Closer. Closer. Then his palm is pressed against me, over my panties.
His fingers slip inside my panties. They skim my sex. I gasp, clutching at his muscular bicep so I'll maintain some hint of control.
He leans in to whisper in my ear. "You're wet."
I groan.
He continues his cruel teasing, taking my earlobe between his lips and sucking hard, rubbing my clit with a feather light touch.
I groan. "Pete. Please. If you keep teasing me, I'm going to report you to the authorities for mistreatment of a contractor."
He pulls away instantly. His expression hardens. "That's not what you think of our relationship."
"How do you know?"
"I know." His voice gets rough. "Why say that?"
Because I can't say what I'm actually feeling. I take a deep breath. "Because I'm scared of the truth."
He doesn't acknowledge my statement. Instead, he slips back to teasing. "Might allow you to make it up to me."
"Generous of you."
A smile breaks up the frustration on his face. He moves close enough to kiss me. He slides his hand around my neck with a gentle touch.
He looks at me like he's going to kiss me.
