Page 24 of The Problem with Dating
The man had deep cut muscles that created hills and valleys and a goddamn six-pack that looked like you could bounce a quarter off of. Even his legs were muscular, and that got me to thinking about the walls shaking.
I was pretty sure I was on the verge of an orgasm, and the man hadn’t even touched me yet. And I was definitely going to let him touch me.
Everywhere.
All over.
And in some places that didn’t even exist.
The bastard smirked as he pulled the door back, opening it further for me to walk through. The only problem was that my feet seemed to be rooted. I couldn’t move, and that was probably a good thing because the heat deep inside of me wanted to attack this man, and I couldn’t see that as a positive thing.
Then his voice, deep and low, said, “You need to walk in here voluntarily, Echo.”
I snapped out of my perusal and looked up at those swirling blue eyes of his. “I…uh…”
“But before you do,” he continued, “know that, once you do, I’m not letting you leave.”
“Yo…you’re n…not?”
His eyes scanned the length of me before meeting mine again. “Not until I’ve cum inside you at least four times, baby.”
My entire body felt like it was on fire, and I knew there was no going back. I wanted that. I wanted him to cum inside me at least four times. I wanted to wake up tomorrow morning sore as hell, reliving every filthy thing he did to me.
“I…”
“What’s it going to be?”
I took a deep breath as I stepped over the threshold into Gideon’s house.
The second the door shut behind me, Gideon had my back up against the door, his hands tangled in my hair, his lips devouring mine.
He tasted like I was going to need him every single day.
My arms came around his neck, and he growled into my mouth as his hands grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me to bring my legs around his waist. I was wearing a white blouse with some pink capris, and the fabric of my pants was thin enough that I could feel that fucking log pressed up against my center. And that’s what the hell it was, a goddamn log.
When his lips broke the kiss, I moaned his name as his mouth trailed down my neck. “Gideon…”
“I’ve wanted you since the first time I ever laid eyes on you,” he confessed around his kisses. “That’s why I was so pissed, thinking you were one of my mother’s set-ups. I wanted…I wanted this to be about us, and no one else.”
Oh, God.
“I…”
“What do you want, baby?” he asked, his voice rough and promising. “Tell me, and it’s yours.”
Suddenly, I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted to lick this man all over. I wanted to marvel at his perfect physique. “Put…put me down.”
He immediately complied, but he looked worried. Like, maybe, I was changing my mind. I walked around him, and he followed my movements until he was the one with his back up against the wall. “Echo-” My lips hit his pecs first because I wasn’t tall enough to reach any higher. “Oh, fuck,” he mumbled.
I took my time kissing my way down his body, enjoying every band of hard muscle, licking at his tattoos. However, the lower I got, the harder it was to continue my ministrations because his dick was so hard, it was poking outward, getting in the way.
When my knees hit the floor, Gideon’s hands slid into my hair, and his moan above me had to be the sexiest sound to ever hit my ears.
I was an all-in kind of woman when it came to sex. If there was mutual respect and love, I was willing to try almost anything. However, I drew the line at gender swapping, the swingers scene, or anything public enough to schedule me a court date. Other than those things, I was pretty open-minded when it came to sex, and I enjoyed being a giver just as much as I enjoyed being a receiver. And because I enjoyed sex in all faucets, I was looking forward to blowing Gideon’s mind.
Yanking the towel off his body, I was greeted with the biggest dick I’d ever seen. It was thick, long, and veiny, and it looked like it could do some damage if a girl wasn’t careful. It was going to be a challenge, but I was up for it.
I grabbed the base, reveled in the hiss that escaped his lips, and wrapped my salivating mouth around the head of his cock. Gideon taste cool and clean, and there was no way I was going to be able to fit his entire length in my mouth.
