Page 631 of Rock Me All Night
"I don't care. Stop calling me that."
He just barely nods. It's not much of an agreement but it's something. It's enough.
Pete slides a finger inside me and takes my earlobe between my teeth. "Where else do you want my cock?"
My tongue is sticky. I can barely draw a breath through my nose. "Miles is coming back."
"I don't care if Miles sees. Do you?"
At the moment, no. Not even a little. In fact, I like the idea of getting caught. It makes me feel dirty.
I shake my head.
"Where do you want my cock?" He slides his finger further inside me. "Here?"
I whimper a yes.
He takes his other hand and brings it to my ass, over my panties. "Here?"
The cotton fabric presses against my entrance.
My body shudders. I do. I never thought I would, but I do. I nod. "Later."
"You think I'm a tease now?" He nips at my ear. "You have no fucking idea how badly I can tease you."
"What are you trying to prove?" I groan as he slides a finger inside me.
"This isn't about proving shit." He stares into my eyes. "I want to watch you come."
"But…"
But he's so much more aggressive than usual. He must be proving something.
I have no idea what it is. But he does. It's there, in the determined expression in his deep brown eyes.
"You want to come, baby?" he asks.
"Pete, why do you keep calling me that?"
"Didn't think about it."
"Well, stop it. Please. If you say it again, I'm done. I don't want to hear the word baby, unless it's followed byI love you and not just pretend."
"You want to come, Jess?" he corrects himself.
My heart pangs. I don't feel any better. I only crave the word in my ears again. It doesn't have to bebaby. Any term of endearment will do.
He slides another finger inside me.
I dig my hands into his shoulder. "Yes."
Right now, this is the only way I can have him.
He's not gentle today. He fucks me with his fingers. His other hand goes to the back of my head and he pulls me into a deep kiss.
His tongue slides around mine. He tastes fucking good.
His hand goes to my dress. He pushes the straps off my shoulders. A few flicks of his wrist and my bra is on the couch.
