He nodded and straightened up a little reluctantly. “Sounds good—if you’re sure that’s what you want.”
“I am.”
A smile graced my lips for the entire ride home and didn’t stop there. I don’t think I stopped grinning until it was time to brush my teeth.
When I went into Tonio’s room, he’d lit a candle—one that I’d last seen on the mantel downstairs. He was wearing just his boxer shorts, and again, my eyes were drawn to the smooth skin of his chest. For Christmas, I was going to buy all the guys a huge box of razors.
Tonio frowned when I went to the other side of the bed still wearing my blouse and my jeans. “Aren’t you going to change into your sleep shirt?”
“No.”
“Why would you wear that to—” He stopped abruptly as I lifted the hem of my blouse and pulled it over my head. Then I unbuttoned my jeans. “Oh,” he said, drawing the word out.
I grinned at him and pushed my jeans down, wiggling my hips a bit more than was strictly necessary. When I was standing there in just my bra and panties, I hesitated.
Tonio raised an eyebrow. “I can’t imagine a strapless bra would be comfortable to sleep in.”
A quick laugh escaped my lips. “Strapless bras aren’t comfortable anytime.”
He grinned. “Want me to help you with it?”
“No.” I suddenly felt shy. “I want you to go first.” I gestured vaguely at his blue boxers.
“Fair enough.” He hooked his fingers under his waistband and pulled his shorts down, kicking them off. When he straightened up, my jaw dropped.
His cock was big. Far bigger than Clint’s. Almost as big as the twins’. It was big, and growing bigger by the moment.
Tonio lifted the covers and climbed into bed. I couldn’t stop staring at the way his cock bounced as he moved—and the way it was still growing. “Are you going to stand there all night?” He patted the bed next to him.
Suddenly, I didn’t feel as brave as I had before. I wanted to undo my bra and take off my panties, but I felt too self-conscious with him looking at me like that. “Could you…?” I pointed toward the corner opposite me.
He chuckled and turned his head in the direction I’d indicated. As I hastily took off my underwear and scrambled into bed, I heard him say, “My bashful blushing blonde.”
Tonio blew out the candle, but there was enough light coming from the window to see a little. He turned to face me and eyed the covers pulled up to my chest. “It’s been a long day. Maybe we should just—”
“No,” I said firmly. “I want to pick up where we left off.”
He grinned. “This time without the gearshift between us.” Tonio scooted toward me, closing the gap between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in. Our bodies entwined as our lips met. My breasts pressed against his smooth chest, and he grabbed my thigh, pulling my leg over his. His hot, hard cock pressed against me and I gasped.
He broke the kiss. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. It just… feels good. Lying next to you with nothing between us.”
“It feels good to me, too.”
His hand found my breast, and my nipple hardened as he squeezed it gently. It felt good—it felt amazing—but I was determined not to repeat what had happened the other times, where the guys had given me an incredible orgasm, but I hadn’t given them one in return. I snaked my hand between our bodies until I felt the hot flesh of his warm cock. I hesitated for just a moment and then circled it with my fingers.
Tonio looked amused. “It doesn’t bite.” Then he leaned forward and nibbled at my neck. “Though other parts of me do.”
Tentatively, I ran my fingers up and down his cock. The skin was soft, but underneath was hard steel.
Tonio wrapped his hand around mine, stilling my fingers. “Let me make you feel good first.”
I shook my head. “I want to make you come.”
He smiled. “I’m glad to hear that, but what’s the rush? Why don’t you let me pleasure you first. Remember what Denver said tonight? In a romance novel, the man always makes the woman come first. And if I’m going to be on your cover, that makes me a romance hero.”
“Yeah, but…” God, this was embarrassing to admit. “With the others… after they, you know, made me come… I fell asleep.”
Tonio burst into laughter. And here I’d thought he’d be mad that I’d mentioned the other guys in front of him! “It’s not funny,” I insisted. “I really wanted to make them feel good, too, but I just got so sleepy.”
“Selfless bastards,” Tonio said. “Trust me when I say that they’re not as generous out of the bedroom.”
I resumed stroking his hard cock. “That’s why I want to make you come first.”