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Like she was dumb enough to do that.
His hard gaze softened, just slightly, and his hands settled on her back, one of them sliding up to her neck and pulling her down. Barely breathing, totally unable to think much less react, Maria sank against him as their lips met. Gently. So very gently... as if he was afraid she was delicate glass that might break.
No man had ever treated her like that before. Like she was something fragile, something to be cared for and cherished. Pressed against his large, hard body, she suddenly really did feel kind of little. It was a bit unnerving.
The grip on the back of her neck tightened slightly and he opened his lips, his tongue pressing forward into her mouth and Maria shuddered. Scruffy hair rasped against her chin as he kissed her, deeply but tenderly, cradling her against him. With the placement of his hand, holding her head, she couldn’t have moved away if she wanted to, and she realized the way he was completely in control—even though she was on top—was making her incredibly wet.
Normally she didn’t get down on herself about her body but being on top wasn’t her favorite position just because she really did worry the guy beneath her was thinking about how much she weighed on top of him. With Rick, she didn’t have the brain space to worry about that, it was all taken up with how hot and hard he was against her, wondering what he was going to do next, wondering if she was crazy, and being amazed at how dainty and feminine he made her feel.
This time when he pulled away, he smacked the side of her butt again, but much more playfully. His light blue eyes were darker, with lust, as he gazed up at her, examining her expression.
Sighing, he released her, and she felt a sharp slice of disappointment at the loss.
“You should go,” he said, and she could hear the reluctance in his voice, which made her feel a little better. “I need to sleep, and if you stay here that’s not going to happen. I don’t know if you’re ready for that yet.”
Maria bit her lip. She wanted to say she was ready, she really did—heck the smacks he’d given her ass had been exciting, not terrifying or painful... but she couldn’t possibly be thinking straight with all these hormones running through her right now.
“Okay... I’ll um... I’ll see you later.” Her voice sounded uncertain, almost as if she was asking a question.
Giving her another lazy smile, Rick lifted his hips just enough she could feel his erection pressing into her. She gasped.
“Definitely.”
Pulling herself off him, Maria couldn’t help the giddy smile that bloomed when he grabbed her hand and kissed it before releasing it again, his eyes already closing. He was sprawled out across the comforter, erection pressing at the front of his jeans, and obviously horny, but he was letting her go. Telling her to go, in fact.
Strangely, it didn’t make her feel rejected at all, it just made her feel like she really could trust him, as if he’d mended a bit of the breach he’d created Saturday night.
And maybe that was the scariest part of all.
11
Alone in her own apartment, Maria stripped out of her cover-up and bathing suit, looking at herself in the mirror. Big and curvy. But for just a short period of time this morning, she’d felt petite and dainty. Because Rick had handled her like she was.
And man, had she liked being handled. Her nipples were still hard. Giving them a little pinch, she shivered.
Yeah... after being on top of Rick, after kissing him, she was definitely taking her waterproof vibrator in the shower with her. How could she not? Hell, if she was a dude, she’d have an erection the size of Mount Everest and blue balls to match. Part of her was cursing her cowardliness when it came to what Rick wanted. But it wasn’t anything like... well, like anything she’d done before. It wasn’t just the concept that scared her, she realized, but she was also scared of disappointing him. Of trying it out and somehow not getting it ‘right’ for him. Would he lose interest in her? Even if he did, would he ditch her, or would he feel obligated to try and date her anyway? Neither idea seemed very appealing.
None of which managed to cool her libido, because right now all she could think about was what had just happened. Which had been hot, hot, hot.
Opening the door to her bathroom, neon blue vibrator in hand, she paused. It had also been their first kiss. And he’d chosen now to do it? Then again, if his plan was to seduce her into giving his kinks a try, that was not a bad tactic at all. Her defenses had definitely been lowered. She didn’t kid herself; if he’d wanted to roll her on her back and fuck her senseless, maybe even do some of the kinky shit—she wouldn’t have stopped him.
Regretted it later, maybe, but she wouldn’t have stopped him. She had the feeling he knew it too, and that’s why he’d stopped himself. Dammit, why did he have to be so perfect? Sometimes she thought it would be easier if she could just dislike him. Then she wouldn’t have to deal with all these new and frightening ideas, all these new sensations and desires, but he was so freaking thoughtful and sweet. So freaking gentlemanly.
She turned the water to near scalding, because her skin always felt kind of damp and icky after being in the pool. Washing her body off first, her hands lingering over her breasts and thighs, teasing her nipples with the body wash and slick caresses, not that she really needed any extra stimulation to make herself hornier, but it felt good. Teasing. That was probably how Rick would do it, right?
His friends said he liked to have control over a woman’s orgasm. That he liked to tease and withhold. Well, that’s basically what she was doing to herself right now. Teasing... playing with herself. Building up the anticipation even more.
Icy blue eyes flashed through her mind as she picked up the vibrator; icy and heated at the same time, challenging and gentle. She moaned as she ran the buzzing toy over her hard nipples, the water from the shower sluicing down her back, over her shoulders, and flowing past her breasts, adding an extra kind of stimulation which wasn’t exactly sexual but was definitely pleasurable.
She slid the vibrator down her stomach, teasing herself by making herself wait... not that she really had much self-control, but it helped when she imagined it was Rick. After all, he didn’t just go in straight for the kill, did he? Even their flirtations had been like that. Lots of teasing. Lots of hot looks and little touches, and not much else. When he’d pressed her up against the wall, he’d never kissed her. Never given her the satisfaction even though he must have felt her pushing against him, yearning for it.
And the extra waiting had always just made her hotter.
Whimpering as she slid the vibrator around her slick folds, never letting it rest against her clit for more than a second or two, Maria turned so her back was against the wall and water was sluicing down her front. Pounding droplets onto her sensitive skin, and for the first time she wished she had a detachable shower head because she was willing to bet it would feel amazing against her pussy. Amazing, but without giving her enough stimulation to cum too quickly.
Which was how Rick would like it.
But Maria didn’t have that kind of patience anymore. Her breath was already coming fast and hard as she used her left hand to splay open her pussy lips and finally drag the vibrator directly across her swollen clit, again... and again... sensation burst inside of her and she moaned, body arching as an incredibly intense orgasm shuddered through her.
