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She fell asleep in his arms afterward and for the first time was really wondering if there was some way to work out the differences between them so they could stay together for longer than right now.
22
A weeklater Rob was throwing Allison down onto the bed in his room with a growly sound that made her squeal.
“When I said to make your move,” she said in an intentionally taunting voice, “I didn’t mean to do it like a caveman.”
She’d been called in to work the evening shift today because one of the weekend waitresses had called in sick. She was glad for the extra money, but she didn’t like work to cut into her weekend time with Rob, so she’d stopped by his place after she finished up at around nine thirty.
Rob had been watching baseball on TV, and it was apparently a close game. He hadn’t been particularly attentive when she’d arrived, so she’d sat in a leather chair, not saying a word until, during a commercial break, he finally realized something was wrong.
He’d made a fairly good attempt to apologize—considering he was still half watching the game. Fortunately there were only a few minutes left, so she had his full attention after that.
He did his best to woo her out of her righteous indignation, and soon she was just holding out on principle. Finally she’dtold him that if he wanted something, he should make his move, and that was how she’d ended up scooped up, carried into his bedroom, and then flung down on his bed.
Truth be told, her heart was racing with exhilaration as he moved over her, propping himself above her on straightened arms.
“Then what did you mean by ‘make your move’?” There was a fire in his eyes that excited her even more. She didn’t see this side of him very often, and she liked it.
“I meant, make your move like a… a gentleman.”
He choked on a laugh but managed to sustain his dominant tone and expression. “Too bad. No gentleman here.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“What do you want me to do?”
Her chest was rising and falling quickly, and she knew her cheeks were flushed. She was stretched out beneath him, and her hair was in her face. “Maybe you’re going to have to figure that out for yourself.”
He kissed her hard then—nothing sweet or gentle about it. And afterward he reared up and pulled open her blouse, yanking off a couple of buttons in the process.
She gasped loudly, clenching with arousal at the fierce move and the way he was staring down at her body. He pulled one of her breasts out of her bra and gave her nipple a quick lick. When she arched up toward him, he gave it a few sucks that made her moan.
He pulled out the other breast and gave it the same treatment until she couldn’t stay still. For some reason, even the simple stimulation was making her crazy.
“Now what do you want?” he murmured, eyeing her hotly, possessively.
“You tell me.”
He unbuttoned her pants and then yanked them down with her panties. He finally unclasped her bra so she was completely naked beneath him, while he had on all his clothes. “I think you want this,” he said, moving lower on her body so his mouth was hovering over her arousal.
She gasped and pushed her hips up toward him. “Yes, please,” she hissed, not even caring if she sounded completely shameless.
He leaned down to tease her intimately with his tongue and then stroke her internally with two fingers. She was riding his hand, quickly approaching orgasm, when he smiled and withdrew his hand.
“Damn it,” she muttered, whimpering at the loss of stimulation. “I was close.”
“I know you were,” he said, giving her that same look of primitive power. He was aroused now too. She could see it in his face. She didn’t have to look at his crotch. “But maybe I want you to come in a different way.”
For some reason, his words made her clench again in pleasure. She writhed on the bed, desperately turned on and desperately wanting him to touch her. “All right,” she said hoarsely. “Then move me the way you want me. Take me the way you want to.”
She saw the fire blaze in his eyes, but he paused for a minute, checking her expression. “You sure?” he asked softly.
The brief question nearly sent her heart in overdrive as much as her body. “Oh yeah.”
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” He turned her body over and lifted her butt, sliding her thighs apart.
She gasped when she heard him unzip and then felt the tip of his erection at her entrance. “Now, Rob, please.”
