Page 61 of Breaking Rules
She giggled.
I shut off the shower then got out with her in my arms. As I made my way to my bed, I untied her bikini top at her back. She untied it at her neck. Then she slid down my body before she stripped out of her shorts and bottoms.
I took a step back to admire the girl who was making my heart race faster than a horse at the Kentucky Derby. She smiled shyly as she twirled around like a model on a runway. I chuckled at the freeness and confidence she had about her nakedness in front of a strange guy. Granted, I wasn’t a stranger, but in a sense, we really didn’t know each other all that well. Yet I felt as if I’d known her forever.
“Would you like me to model too?” I teased.
Clapping, she dropped down on the edge of my bed. “That’s a great idea.”
I laughed as I took off my shirt, twirling it around my head in an awkward fashion. Then I threw the wet fabric at her. She let out a squeal, and my dick jerked. Then I grabbed the band of my swim trunks and slowly turned, facing the door as I pushed my trunks down, exposing my butt a little at a time.
“More.” The giddiness in her voice was doing crazy things to my body.
I whirled around, swaying my hips to the muted music on the deck as I pushed my trunks farther down, exposing my full-on erection.
She gasped as her blue eyes traveled down to my dick, where she became mesmerized. I kicked out of my swim trunks then inched over to her, my pulse pounding in my ears.
“Can I touch him?” she asked.
Who was this girl? I didn’t remember having this much fun with any girl, even Nina. The only foreplay I’d had was kissing and groping.Fuck.What we were doing was amazing.
“He might spit.”
She snorted as her tiny fingers touched my dick, then she immediately withdrew.
“Something wrong, baby?”
She sank her teeth into her now pinkish lips. “I’m afraid if I touch him, I’ll want to lick him.”
I held back a laugh. “And that would be bad?”
Her wrinkled nose and the fact that feisty Montana was a bit polite were too darn sexy. But her answer was downright blinding. She closed her mouth over my dick, and I literally saw stars. I tensed as I fisted my hands at my sides. In a million years, I would never have expected the night to include Montana and me naked in my bedroom. I wasn’t complaining. I was moaning as she was sucking and licking and driving me to the edge. I couldn’t let her take me over the edge. A blow job was the bomb. But my old man had taught me that when it came to sex, a man always pleased a woman first. Unfortunately, that would have to wait. As much as I wanted Montana, she’d been drinking.
I eased back, withdrawing my dick, the act making a popping sound as though Montana had that lollipop in her mouth.
She licked her lips. “Something wrong?”
My voice was strangled. “Get on the bed.”
She scooted back, her legs falling open.
My dick jerked. “Tease.” I climbed on the bed with her. “I don’t think we should do this.”
She dragged her nails up and down my chest. “Why not? Don’t tell me you’re going to be a gentleman.”
“Montana, I want you so fucking bad right now. But you’ve been drinking. You almost drowned, and I don’t want us to get caught up in the moment only for you to regret this tomorrow.”
She pouted. “I’m not drunk. I have my wits about me, and I do want to date you.”
I rolled off and lay next to her, propping up my elbow to rest my head in my hand. “This is not how I envisioned our first date. Tell you what, if after our date tomorrow, you still see me as a hot guy you want to bone, then we can replay tonight minus you almost drowning.”
“Bone?”
“Jumanji?” I returned as I pinched her nipple.
Squealing, she jumped up, kissed my dick, which hadn’t lost its hardness, then trampled into the bathroom.
I sat up, shoving my hands through my hair. I was a jackass for turning her down. But as much as I wanted to be inside her, I had to be sure she knew what she was doing sans alcohol.
