Instead, I just kiss his collar bone and nuzzle his neck. That’s harmless, right? Totally fucking acceptable.
Nobody can blame me for kissing on the dude who just made me come so many fucking times.
Except, I can blame me. I know what I want to tell him, and it’s fucking killing me to hold it in.
Actually, you know what? Fuck it. Fuck it all.
I’m going to tell him, and whatever happens after that will happen.
I didn’t lose all that weight just so I could live a half-life out of fear.
Fuck it.
“Eric,” I say, turning my lips to his ear. “I—”
“I think I’m falling in love with you, Kara,” he whispers to me.
And, like, holy shit.
I don’t believe what I’ve just heard.
I’m not sure that Eric believes it himself.
“Wait, what? Really?” I stutter, stunned.
“I’m sorry if that’s moving too fast,” Eric says. I can feel him breathing in my hair, kissing the waves and tracing his nose against my scalp. “I’ve never done this before—I’m just making this up as I go, really.”
“No!” I say, laughing. “No, Eric. Babe. It’s just…I think I’m falling for you too. Is that insane?”
“Considering your ankles are still strapped to my bed,” he admits, casting a glance down to the leather cuffs still at my feet. “Maybe a little.”
“Well…I still mean it,” I say stubbornly. “And not just because of the orgasms, either.”
“I could always give you more orgasms,” Eric offers. “Just to be sure.”
“Mmm,” I say, imagining. “Fuck, I don’t even know if I can handle more.”
Eric drops his lips to my breasts, kissing across them with burning hot lips.
“You’d be surprised what you can handle, Kara Gilmore,” he purrs against my nipples. “You can always handle more.”
And then his cock
is out of me and he’s kissing down my stomach again, apparently prepared to prove his theory.
“God,” I moan. “You must be hungry, Eric.”
He smiles up at me from between my legs. “After the workout you just gave me? I’m starving.”
It’s a cheesy fucking line, and it makes me giggle. But it’s not long before those giggles dissolve into moans, and those moans dissolve into…
Well, what can I say. When Eric Hale is right…he’s really fucking right.
Chase
If Kara’s sexy fucking ass gets any more curvy, I’m pretty sure she’s going to rip right through her fucking yoga pants.
And even if she doesn’t, at this point, I’m not totally sure that I’m not just going to rip through them for her.