I look at him confused. Amusement dances in his eyes.
My fingers itch with the need to remove his clothes. He grabs my ankles, placing them up wide apart on the couch. I feel so exposed, all naked and spread before him, while he’s still fully clothed. My skin burns where he holds my ankles, and I wish he’d touch me in other places, but he doesn’t.
“Touch your inner thighs, Summer. Start with the right one, then move to the other.”
A shiver of excitement runs through me. What’s he playing at? No idea, but that doesn’t stop me from playing along. I let my hand drift down my right inner thigh.
“Slower,” he says. “Draw it out.”
I swallow, fastening the muscles in my belly. I move my fingers toward my center as slowly as possible. My toes curl in anticipation. When I near the apex between my thighs, he murmurs, “Stop.”
I do, more confused than before... and more aroused. He pulls his shirt up, tossing it away.
“If you do exactly what I ask you to, I’ll remove my clothes, one item at a time.”
I nod, drinking in his bare chest. I reach out with my other hand, but he pulls away.
“You’re not touching me. Just yourself. Run your hand down your other thigh, Summer.”
Knowing he’s off-limits drives me insane. All I can do is touch myself, watch him take off his belt, then push down his jeans. When he’s down to his boxers, he takes one of my nipples in his mouth, twirling his tongue around the tight bud until my hips buck.
When he pulls back, the hunger in his eyes sends a physical shock through me. I’m more on display than ever. I’ve been so caught up in him, lured by his promises of revealing more of himself, that I gave no thought to baring myself. On instinct, I clench my knees together. At least, I try to, because he stops me midmotion, kissing down one thigh, eyes locked on mine. Then he stands, takes me in his arms, and carries me upstairs. I kiss and touch every inch of him I can reach, grazing my teeth over his shoulder, biting gently on his neck.
After placing me on the mattress, he pushes down his boxers, then gloves himself with a condom. I watch hungrily, my body aching for him to fill me.
He opens me up, one kiss, one loving and passionate thrust at a time. Despite our wild lovemaking, our gazes remain locked. Our connection intensifies with every second. I’m drunk on it, feel it in every cell. He loves me fast and hard, until I fist the sheets, pulling at them.
“That’s it, beautiful. Don’t hold back. I want to hear you cry out. Don’t hold back on me, baby,” he whispers.
I’m pulsing around him, and I’m so close, and still, the anticipation keeps building and building, spurred by his thrusts, his touch, and his sinfully sexy words, which feel as if they came from a place of trust and affection.
I come hard, pulling him with me. We grind against each other until we wring out every drop of pleasure. As he lays with his cheek on my chest, I tightly wrap my arms around his head, semi-aware that I’m smothering him. Scratch that, I’m fully aware, seeing how I’m having a little trouble catching my breath too. But I can’t help wanting to soak it all in. If I loosen my arms a bit, I think I’d breathe easier. But then we wouldn’t have full frontal contact. Decisions, decisions...
“Want to shower?” he murmurs.
“Nope, I’m not letting you go. Do you mind?”
“I can think of worse things than being trapped between your thighs and arms.”
I pat his shoulder playfully. “For your sake, I hope you can’t think of better things. Or if you do, then lie. Lie through your teeth. Except, I’d know you’d be lying.”
I feel the corner of his mouth lift against my skin. “You’re setting me up for a trap.”
“That’s right. Leaving you just one option. This is amazing or amazing. Take your pick.” I work as much sass in my voice as possible... and it all goes straight down the drain when he flicks his thumb over my nipple.
“You are amazing, Summer.”
“Oooh, you’re so lucky you’re good at charming.”
“What if I wasn’t?”
I don’t miss a beat. “I’d torture you,” I say, wiggling my lower body so he knows I mean business.
“Woman, do you want to kill me?”
“Nah, merely proving a point to my sexy friend down there.”
Laughter reverberates through Alex’s chest, shaking my torso too. I finally release my arms—becau