Page 137 of Fakers with Benefits


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Eyes blazing with passion, he stood and slowly stalked toward me. He stopped about a foot in front of me and resumed dancing, dropping low and popping back up in ways that made my knees ache just watching.

As the song was fading out, he slung one leg over the arm of the chair and landed on my lap.

I clutched his hips and hauled him closer as he rolled his body in more of that delicious rhythm.

He dragged his cheek over mine. The scratch of my stubble against his smooth skin made us both shiver.

“Ready for round two?” He raked his hand through my hair.

“Wouldn’t this be round one? I think enough time has passed since lunch we can restart the clock.”

He pulled on my hair, a sexy smirk on his full lips. “Fair point. Ready for round one? I know you like to be in charge, but now it’s my turn.”

“It’s been a while for me.” I rubbed his ass. The smooth chains on his underwear were warm under my hands.

He froze as the music ended. “Been a while?” he asked, his tone careful.

“Since I bottomed.”

His jaw dropped and his eyes went comically wide.

“You said you wanted to bend me over and make me scream, remember?” I traced my finger around the edges of the heart cutout. “In the car that first night.”

“You said you don’t like it.”

“I don’t. But I’m happy to switch if that’s what you want.”

He chewed his lip. “That statement wasn’t entirely accurate. I’m a big ole bottom with dudes. I like messing with tops and making them think I wanna rail them, but I don’t.”

“There are other ways you can make me scream.” I dipped my finger between his cheeks and stroked his hole.

“Please tell me you have your wallet on you because I totally forgot the supplies and I need to get your dick in me like, yesterday.”

“Back pocket. Now kiss me and make me scream.”

Smirking, he bent his head and slid his hand into my pocket.

The realization that we only had three weeks left together hit out of nowhere as he molded his lips to mine and kissed me so tenderly it made my toes curl.

How was I going to be able to say goodbye to him? I’d miss the sex, but that wasn’t what made my heart break. The thought of not seeing him after a long day or not having him by my side at the multitude of tedious events in my future were the things I’d truly miss.

His sunshine smiles and wild tangents, the way I found myself laughing and forgetting to think about work or my responsibilities or the dozens of other things that constantly weighed me down when he was near.

How he always found an excuse to touch me when we were in public. The way he loved to snuggle up to me and would loudly demand cuddles when he felt neglected.

We hadn’t slept together because I knew that was one boundary I wouldn’t be able to come back from, but we’d spent hours lying in bed as we cuddled and talked about random things.

I’d never had that with previous partners and hadn’t realized how much I craved that kind of emotional intimacy.

Nick was…everything. And I didn’t want to give him up.

But I’d have to.

He sighed against my mouth and dropped my wallet between us. Focusing on him and not on the future, I matched his kisses and let myself get lost in his taste, his scent, and the feel of having the man I’d accidentally fallen for in my arms.

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NICK

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