Page 98 of Rock Me All Night
"Then why won't you tell me?"
"I can't talk about it yet." He drags his fingertips over my shoulders. "I've never been disappointed over a relationship ending before."
"This is a relationship?"
"Us, being friends with benefits. I won't tell you my secret. I'm breaking the terms." He pulls me closer. "It's up to you. I don't want to leave. Don't want to stop."
"I don't want to stop. I want to be able to trust you."
"But if you can't have that?"
"I want to stop thinking." I lean into his touch. "I want to feel good."
"As far as I'm concerned, we're still together. Still monogamous."
"It's been weeks."
"Only want you." He slides his hand to my hip. "You still want to go bareback?"
I nod and turn to face him. There's all this pain in his clear blue eyes. Is this really the end? I don't want it to be over.
He drags his fingertips over my chest.
There must be a way I can keep him mine for a while longer.
"Talk to me, Meg." He teases my nipple with his thumb. "I've been going crazy thinking about you."
"You think about me?"
"All the time." He presses his lips to my neck. "I miss the way you taste."
"You've been thinking about fucking me."
He shakes his head. "About you. I miss your moans. I miss your laugh. I miss the way your body fits into mine."
It's like he can give me anything but himself. But I can live with that. If I getthisI can live with that.
I look back into his eyes. "This is on my terms, Miles. It's just sex. You do what I want. You come when I call."
His lips curl into a smile. "I like the sound of that."
I laugh despite myself. "I mean come over."
His fingers trace the outline of my smile. "I love your laugh."
"No. You don't say things like that. This is sex. That's it. You don't get to say you miss me, that you love me laugh, that you want to tape my heart back together. Not if you're going to keep everything to yourself."
He nods and grabs my hips. He turns me over, so I'm flat on my back. Then he's straddling me, his crotch grinding against mine.
I missed him too.
I dig my hands into his hair and bring my lips to his. The kiss is hot, electric.
This is exactly what I need. Right now, he's giving me exactly what I need.
Miles runs his fingers over my nipples. I moan into his mouth, bucking my hips, scraping my nails against his skin.
"You feel so good," he groans.
