Page 100 of Take My Love
“Wantin’ a warm bed doesn’t make me nerdy. You, on the other hand…” She lowers her gaze to my crotch. “Nice shorts.”
Glancing down, I realize I’m in my Darth Vader printed boxers.
“They were a present,” I defend.
She doesn’t need to know that they were a gag gift from Sabrina last Christmas.
“Of course.” She snorts. “Doesn’t really help your case though.”
“Fine…I’ll take ’em off if they bother you so much.” I shrug, waiting to see if she calls my bluff. But when she stands ten toes down, I follow through and lower them to my ankles, before kicking them off. “Better?”
She swallows hard, licking her lips and staring at my dick like she wants to eat it.
When I wrap a hand around my hard shaft and give it a few strokes, her breath hitches.
“Are you done pretendin’ you don’t want me as much as I want you?”
It’s a risky question, but I’m done acting like we both don’t want this.
When she doesn’t respond, I back her up against the dryer and cage her in with my arms. Her lips part with a shallow inhale as if she won’t allow herself to give in.
“Tell me what you want,” I demand. “Use your words.”
“We can’t…” she murmurs, arching her hips into my erection.
“You’d be more convincin’ if you weren’t salivatin’ for my cock.” I tip her chin, forcing her gaze to mine. “Look at you droolin’ for it.”
“So? That doesn’t mean we should break the rules.”
“Who’s gonna know, sweetheart?” I pluck her bottom lip out from between her teeth with my thumb. “I can keep a secret. At least until I find another job.”
“I don’t wanna lie to my family. They’ll figure it out anyway. Bellamy already has.”
I figured she did after catching us in her bed yesterday. Hopefully she can keep a secret.
“So if that wasn’t a barrier, you’d stop fightin’ this?”
“I dunno…what isthis? Beyond helpin’ me with myissue, I mean.”
“That’s what I’d like to explore, Posey.” I bury my face in her neck, sucking her skin and licking up to her ear. “I can’t stopthinkin’ about you. Obsessin’ over you. Cravin’ every inch of you. I know you feel the same. I can see it in your pretty eyes every time you look at me.”
The sexiest whimper releases from her throat.
“Fuck, I wanna kiss you so badly…you have no idea how much I ache to taste your lips. But I won’t cross that line until you beg me for it.”
“Begyou?”
“That’s right,mama.”
She gasps, and I take that as a sign to keep going.
Sliding my hand around her neck, I suck harder on her clavicle. “Kissin’ is intimate to me…it’s more than a hook-up or situationship. So until you decide what you want us to be, my mouth stays below your neck.”
“That’s cruel,” she hisses, pushing her body harder against me.
She’s vibrating for a release.
“Let me taste you, then,” she says, breathing harder between each word.
