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The reality was she’d slept with Nicky, a guy she’d once used to make another man jealous. The man she’d wanted to love, one who was socially acceptable. It was sobering to recognize how attuned she was to public opinion, but she was. Or she had been.
Alana’s attention- deficit disorder, her stepfather had called it. Except hers meant she couldn’t stand to be ignored for a nanosecond.
If that wasn’t enough, she’d craved acceptance. She’d intended to date the captain of the football squad, not the president of the chess team.
But seriously, did any of that matter anymore?
They’d graduated eight years ago. Wasn’t it time she grew up? By now some of the popular crowd probably needed hair replacement therapy. So what if Nicky didn’t yearn for excitement? There was more to life than seeking thrills. He was a decent guy with an incredibly enthusiastic cock. He didn’t even mind that she was a bit of a drama queen. What more could she ask for?
Kelly had yet to stop pleading on the other end of the phone, oblivious to Alana’s mental anguish.
“Kel, I can get my … friend to come pick you up. Let me wake him—”
“You know I can’t stand Ramon. I’ll find my own ride.”
“But—”
“You owe me, Lan. You promised me a great time and you reneged.”
“So we’ll go back to Kink tonight and try again. Okay?”
“But there was a raid last night.”
Alana tsk- tsked, saying only, “The raid never happened. Don’t worry. We’ll have fun.”
Would Nicky come with them tonight to do more “research”? And how far would he take that research exactly? She couldn’t see him making love to her in public.
Though if she were honest, the Nicky she’d dismissed in high school hadn’t been one to fuck women outdoors either. Last night, he hadn’t even cared about grass stains.
His starched- and- polished mother would’ve been horrified.
After Kelly affirmed she had money to pay for a cab, they hung up. Maybe she should’ve informed her friend she wasn’t with Ramon, but total piety wasn’t achieved in a single day.
Alana rolled onto her stomach, rousing as firm, warm lips brushed the small of her back. She shivered. She couldn’t help it. Around him she was a squirming mess, and hell if she understood why.
“Cold?”
His silky voice shot straight into her straining nipples. “No. Used to it. I turn my A/C way down at night.” She sent him a provocative smile over her shoulder. Even rumpled from sleep, his cat- green eyes were already on high alert. “Though I don’t usually sleep naked.”
“No?” He resumed kissing her back with long, slow sweeps of his mouth. “What do you sleep in?”
“Flannel jammies. Even in the summer. I like soft things.” He gathered her hair in his hands as if examining its texture. The bed shifted again as he straddled her, balancing so she didn’t take the brunt of his weight. Leaning forward, he scraped his teeth over the side of her neck, his cock rubbing slowly against her back.
“And hard?”
“Definitely.”
She basked in the sensuous feel of his cotton sheets, in contrast to his erection and the soft weight of his balls on her back. Her nipples were sore from his endless sucking the night before, the sensitive skin abraded from his stubble.
He slid his hands beneath her to cup her breasts. “Your tits feel so good in my hands.”
She blinked. “Did you just say tits?”
“Mmm hmm.” He trailed his fingers down her sides and she wriggled. She hated being so ticklish. “Next I’m going to say pussy. Is that okay with you?”
“Um, yeah.” She pushed down against the bed to relieve the ache between her thighs. Dirty talk turned her on. And dirty talk from Nicky? Just hearing the word pussy in his silky voice had her dripping.
“You may not believe this, but I know all those words. I’ve actually used them. Even during sex.” His mock gasp made her grin. “My parents, my mother in particular, may have overprotected their only child, but I assure you my mind was busy even when my body wasn’t.”
