“I don’t know. Maybe? Maybe you couldn’t resist me after seeing me at Mila’s today,” I joked, but I could see something in her expression changing. I felt warning bells in my ears and I knew I needed to change the subject again swiftly before I brought the mood down. “So, what have you been doing with yourself since I last saw you?”
“Not much.” She shrugged. “Working. Dating.”
“Ugh, I don’t need to hear about loser-Luke again.”
“He’s not a loser.” She shook her head at me and smiled slightly. I wanted to tell her that yes, he was a loser, or at least the loser. He was a loser because she was here with me right now, letting me kiss her and touch her and he was somewhere in his bedroom or bathroom wondering where he went wrong.
“Anyway . . . next. What else? Any good gossip?”
“What good gossip would I have?” She giggled. “Nothing much is going on with me.”
“Aww.” I gave her a rueful look, but inside I was happy. Nothing much going on meant she wasn’t doing much, which meant maybe she’d been thinking about me too, at least a little bit.
“Aww, nothing.” She laughed. “What about you? What have you been up to?”
“Oh, not that much. A few dates.” I almost groaned out loud as the words slipped out of my mouth.SHUT IT, Parker, I screamed inside.
“Just a few?” Lara teased me, though I couldn’t tell if she was masking her hurt. I’d spoken to Ryker a few days before and he’d called me a fool for talking to Lara about other women. Even if I thought of her as just a friend, or a friend with benefits, or a special friend with benefits. He said he knew I wasn’t looking to get married, but that it was insensitive of me to think I could be with Lara and talk to her about other girls; especially because we’d been intimate now. I’d been annoyed at his words, but I knew he was correct. We were past the “just friends” stage now. And even though I’d gone on a few dates, all I’d been able to think about was Lara.
“Haha, they weren’t really dates,” I lied, trying to backtrack.
“What were they, then?” She looked at me curiously and I could see that her eyes were more intense than normal.
“Nothing,” I said softly, not knowing what to say, how to get her to understand that I was in an awkward space. I was feeling things I didn’t really comprehend or want to comprehend. She was making me feel things, and I didn’t know how to define what we had. I didn’t want to define it. I didn’t want anything to change between us. I didn’t want to let her go.
“Nothing?” Her expression looked sad suddenly and I pulled her onto my lap.
“I like you,” I whispered in her ear. “I like you and I just want to focus on that, if that’s okay?” My hand slid down her body and to the sweet spot between her legs and rubbed gently. She moaned slightly and looked me directly in the eyes. I could see a million thoughts crossing through her mind as she stared at me and I couldn’t read a one of them. I waited with bated breath for her to respond. What was she thinking? What was going through her head? I just wanted to know. I wanted to know how she felt.What she wanted. Yet I didn’t want to know. Not really. Knowing could ruin everything, and I couldn’t stand for her to be out of my life again.
“I want to make love to you, Lara. Slowly. Quickly. Deeply. Forcefully. Teasingly.” I leaned forward and nibbled on her earlobe as I continued to rub her. She shifted on my lap back and forth and I knew she was getting as excited as I was. “I want to make you mine. In all ways possible. I want to take you on the couch. In my bed. In the shower. On the kitchen counter. On the rug. On the balcony. I want you on your knees. On your back. Riding me. On my face. I want all of you. I want you. I want to drive you as crazy as you’ve made me. What do you say?” I paused then and waited. Waited for the answer that could either make or break this moment.
Chapter 16
Lara
That moment.That moment when time seems to stand still. That moment when all you can think about is him. That moment when all he can think about is you. That moment when he touches you. That moment when you touch him back. That moment when you cross the line. That moment when he is the only thing stopping you from losing control. That moment. That’s the moment. That’s the moment when you both go crazy. That’s the moment where you lose yourself in everything you knew you should stay away from. This was the moment. This was the moment that shouldn’t be happening. Not again, but I couldn’t say no. I couldn’t walk away.
“I didn’t realize you were such a dirty talker,” I said finally as Parker continued to rub me between the legs, turning me on and making my mind become mush. Why could I not focus on all the reasons why this was a bad idea? Was I that easy? Did I have no self-control? I thought about Luke for a second and about how I’d thought he was a nice guy until our last date whenhe’d just left. Maybe Parker was right. Maybe all Luke wanted was sex and he’d just been pretending to be a nice guy who was into me. I didn’t know what Parker wanted from me, but at least now I knew he really was attracted to me, and I knew he’d been jealous, or at least kind of jealous. And that, well, that made me feel amazing. It was pitiful and sad, and I knew I was playing with fire, but I didn’t even care.
“Do you like the dirty talk?” Parker asked as he leaned forward and kissed me. “Do you want me to tell you how I want to be inside of you right now?” he mumbled against my lips. “Do you want to know how bad I want to rip your jeans off and your panties and feel your wetness on my fingers, my tongue, my lips? How I want my cock to make you come as soon as I penetrate you?” He paused and then groaned as he grabbed my hand. “You can feel it now. He’s throbbing, waiting for you to respond.” He placed my hand on his member and it felt hard beneath my touch. I swallowed and gazed into his eyes. They were full of desire and lust and I knew that I couldn’t say no. I didn’t want to say no.
“Take your jeans off,” I said, and before I knew what I was doing I was standing up and kneeling before him on the couch. I reached up to his zipper and button and undid the button before unzipping his jeans and pulling them down. He looked at me with a steady face and then started grinning as I reached up and pulled his briefs down as well, exposing his hardness to the air.
“You don’t have to...” he started, but his voice drifted off as I bent down and took him into my mouth. I loved the salty, warm taste of him as I felt him growing every time I moved my head up and down. He grabbed the top of my head and I could feel his body moving back and forth as I pleasured him, the guttural noises from his chest turning me on even more. “Lara,” he grunted as he pulled my arms and stopped me. “It’s my turn.” He grinned as I looked up at him.
“But...” I started to talk, but he shook his head. I stared at him in confusion as I knew he’d been about to come soon.
“I want to pleasure you first.” He lifted my arms up and pulled my top off quickly before undoing my bra. He then pulled his own shirt off and I undid my pants and slipped them off so that I was just standing there in my panties. “You are so sexy,” he muttered as he gazed at my breasts and then leaned forward. “I want to slide your panties off and fuck you hard.” He groaned as his hands reached over and played with my nipples.
“So why don’t you?” I said softly, wanting to feel him inside of me once again.
“Because I’m already close to coming.” His eyes were starry as he looked at me. “I want to take my time and pleasure you first. I need to wind down a bit before I enter you.”
“I see.” I grinned at him. “I guess I have that effect on you.”
“The ‘I can’t think straight when I’m inside of you’ effect?” He grinned. “Why, yes, you do.”
“Good to know.” I laughed, feeling heady and high. “What should I do with my power?”
