Page 60 of Unforgettable
I gnawed on my lip, debating my next move. Then a laugh broke out in my head. The only move I had was to get on his bed, open my legs, and beg for him to do things that would live up to his nickname.
“Problem, Heaven?”
I was beginning to like the name Heaven. I had no doubt he could take me there.
“I need to go,” I said in a weak voice. I had nowhere to be, but I couldn’t stay there.
He grabbed strands of my hair and twirled them around his finger.
Get out now.
Nothing good could come from a wild night with Ryker, except complete and utter bliss from an experience that would stay with me forever. And that was the problem. One night with him, and I would want more, especially if he lived up to his nickname of Foreplay King. Then again, his reputation of sleeping around soured me, and I didn’t want to be discarded like a dirty condom.
No, thank you.
He inched closer until our bodies were almost touching. Without thinking, I grabbed hold of his belt buckle to anchor myself. Otherwise, I would’ve fallen back onto the bed, or my knees would’ve given out.
He angled his head. Those gray eyes grew darker, like the clouds in a summer storm, as he studied me. He let go of my hair and traced his finger down the swell of one breast then the another.
Goose bumps spread out over my entire body as the pulsing need between my legs intensified. Hell, since I’d met the man, I’d become one horny female.
I was tempted to unbutton my shorts and rip off my blouse, but I was a lady and had been taught to act like one. A lady didn’t strip naked for a man she didn’t know.
Bull.Of course they did in the heat of the moment.
His finger kept tracing my breasts as though he were coloring in the lines.
“I have to go.” My tone was breathy.
“So you keep saying.” His voice was husky, and oh boy, that elicited more goose bumps. “Do you want me to stop?”
I shook my head ever so slightly as my nipples went from hard to stone.
As if he knew, his finger started in that direction. “You’re incredibly sexy.”
My head jerked up, and I widened my eyes. “You’re drunk.”
“Far from it, Heaven.”
“Haven.”
He lowered his head until his lips were on my ear. “I like calling you Heaven.”
I stuck out my breasts.And I like you touching me.
“I bet, Heaven, that you’re soaked right now.”
Asshat.“Maybe you should find out,” I said a little too boldly.
“You would like that.”
Fucking love it.“Not at all. I don’t believe you’re the Foreplay King.” I was saying stupid shit.
In a flash, his hand went around to my lower back, and he hauled me to him, pressing my body into his enormous dick. Then he was nibbling on my earlobe. “I don’t think you can handle me.”
“It’s you who couldn’t handle me, big guy.”
Bold much, girl?
