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“Beautiful.” He whispers into the silence, staring up at me. The soft smile on his face turns wicked. “Would you like me to stay here on my knees for you? I am a little hungry.” He winks, and heat floods my cheeks.
Julian’s lips are working their way up my thigh toward my aching center as I take a shuddering breath. I have to clear my throat twice before I can speak. Once to gather my thoughts and again when he presses a deep kiss against my cotton underwear. They’re damp just like the rest of my clothes, but not from the Oregon rain.
“Maybe I’m hungry too.”
He looks up at my words, grinning.
“Stand up.”
Seventeen
Frankie
The man’s body is a work of art. Literally. As Julian stands, I let my fingers glide over his chest, tracing the designs etched into his skin.
Leaning forward, I press a kiss to the nose of the dragon crawling over his right shoulder and giggle when he groans. Somehow, I’m more at ease here in Julian’s home than I’ve ever been at a friend’s house. And I’m half-naked. But even though he’s done nothing but remind me I’m in control, I can’t stop the worry at the back of my mind that I’ll say something stupid or awkward and break the spell.
“You’re killing me, smalls.”
I keep kissing along his chest, my hands sliding over his ribs and down his back while I gather the courage to say what I’ve wanted to say since the first time I watched The Sandlot back in the fourth grade. “Don’t call me smalls.” I emphasize my demand with a nip of my teeth, pulling another grumble from Julian.
“But you are small.” He brushes my hair back on one side, leaning down to press open-mouthed kisses along the side of my neck closest to him. He has to bend at the waist to reach me, but that doesn’t stop him.
I grip his ass with both hands, squeezing to get his attention. “I don’t feel small when I’m with you. And I don’t want to.”
“Woman…” He growls before diving in to kiss me, and I meet him halfway. Pleasure and desire fill me as his lips move with mine, his hands roaming over me, pulling me closer and closer against him.
Woman. This is what I wanted. To be seen as a whole person. Not a project, not an overgrown child. But as a full and complete woman. Has anyone ever seen me that way?
I ignore the voice in my head telling me that I’ll say the wrong thing, that I’ll sound stupid. For the first time in my life, a man is making me feel like I am sexy, not like it’s an act.
Between the boost to my confidence and the way he’s kissing me, I want to climb Julian like a tree and rub myself all over him. I don’t know how practical that is in reality, but I’m itching to try.
As if reading my mind, Julian wraps one arm behind me, using the other to scoop me up and wrap my legs around his waist. “Does this break your ‘no manhandling’ rule?”
I pull back from our kiss and stare down at him. “Probably. But I could be convinced to give you a pass.”
I want to say something cool and sexy, like “I’ll give you a pass if you take me to bed,” but the words feel awkward in my mind, let alone trying to say them out loud.
“Do I get a pass if I take you to bed?”
How did he do that? “What gave it away?”
He smirks. “The way you can’t stop rubbing yourself against my cock was a clue.”
I freeze, suddenly hyper aware that I’ve been rocking my hips against his since he lifted me. “Oh, um…”
Julian strides down the dark hallway with me. Leaning in, he grips the back of my neck, our faces almost touching. “Don’t. Stop.” His words are a growl in the dark. Using his hands, he pulls me close, letting me feel his hard cock between us. “Can you feel that, Frankie? How hard you make me?” He doesn’t let go, doesn’t let me hide my face, the darkness the only thing keeping him from seeing how hot my cheeks have gone.
“I’m not afraid to tell you that right now, the only thing I can think about is laying you down on my bed and fucking you so hard you forget everything that happened before now. I want to fill you so full there’s no room left in your mind for anyone but me.”
We turn into a room, the air cool against my exposed legs. I’m grateful for the dark. It’s easier to be brave when I can’t see his face. Swallowing my nervousness, I whisper before pressing my lips to the side of his neck. “I want that too.”
Julian wraps both hands below my ass, capturing my lips with his. He rocks me against him in time to the rhythm of our kiss. Opening for him, my tongue tangles with his, my hands gripping his hair. He stops, cursing under his breath when I squeeze my thighs together, pushing up against his chest.
“Can we get naked?” I whisper before taking his lower lip between my teeth.
Strong hands squeeze my ass as he chuckles. “I have to put you down first.”
