Page 125 of Counting On You

I laugh. It’s the first night we’ve slept in his bed. We’ve been intimate in our apartment, but until now, I refused to sleep in the same bed. I watch him as he heads out, butt naked.

He looks like a prince. Royal and sexy.

As if sensing my thoughts, he peers through the open door. “I could pose for you if you wanted.” He flashes me another cocky smile and then disappears again.

I wrap the sheets around my body, feeling the familiar heat gathering in my core.

No amount of ice cream could stop the fire he’s ignited inside me. My clit’s pulsating to life at the chance of him spreading ice cream all over me and then licking it off.

Maybe he’ll let me do it to him, right before I suck his cock into my mouth and reward him with the kind of attention he usually lavishes on me.

“What did you get?” I ask when he returns with a large container and two spoons.

“Chocolate and pistachio with crushed M&Ms. Your favorite.”

I never told him that. “How do you know it’s my favorite?”

“Your sister told me.”

He settles next to me and hands me a spoon.

“My sister?” I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“Yeah. She kept asking everyone if they knew where you were.”

“What did you say?”

“That your therapist called you in. That your session’s always on a Tuesday.”

“You didn’t have to lie.”

“Should I have told her that you ditched her?” He shrugs. “I didn’t see the need to tell her the truth.”

I watch him dip his spoon into the tub and scoop up a good amount of ice cream.

“What else did she tell you?” My body stiffens as I think of all the things my sister could have revealed about me. My failed relationships, my not-so-proud moments, all the things I started and never finished.

“Not much,” Kade says. “I told her that we’re roommates and that we’re kind of supporting each other, after which she invited me to her wedding.” He catches my wary glance and gives me a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I haven’t accepted. I won’t be jumping into your life if you don’t want me to.”

Not want him to?

That’s everything I want. But I can’t tell him when he has no intention of staying.

“Did she suspect anything?” I ask, changing the subject.

“That we’re a thing?” He shakes his head. “I don’t think so. Maybe she didn’t show it.” He watches me with a sly grin on his face, and there’s that naughty glint in his eyes again. The temperature rises a few degrees, and the ice cream isn’t the only thing melting.

He scoops up some ice cream and lifts the spoon to my mouth. When I open my mouth, he grazes my lips with chocolate, then leans forward to kiss me.

His tongue slips slowly into my mouth. He tastes of chocolate and want.

“I want to cover you in this and lick you all over,” he whispers.

“Sounds like something we should be trying.” Sliding my leg over, I straddle his lap and thrust my hips against his hard erection.

“Let me be your plus one,” Kade says.

I stop in my movement. “You want to come?”

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