Her hands lifted to my biceps and she squeezed. “What do you suggest?”
You on all fours, pussy wet, ass up. I wasn’t sure if the voice in my head was mine or my rogue beast, but we were both on board with that idea. I didn’t think Roxy would go for that though. Even I knew that was too much too fast. She’d denied me only a short time ago, but now she seemed to have had a change of heart, and not just for appearances. Despite my excuse to get closer to her, no one was in this room but us, and she still hadn’t shoved me away.
I lifted my head, my gaze dipping to her lovely mouth, then back up. “We got interrupted earlier, right before you were gonna give me another taste of that pussy. How about we pick up where we left off?” Pink hit her cheeks. The fact that someone like Roxy could still blush did something to me. “I promise you’ll love it.”
Her fingers stilled on my arms, then flexed. “But why would you want that? If I’m remembering correctly, and I know I am…you said, and I quote, ‘This is way too much trouble just to get off.’ I wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble, Lothar,” she said and batted her long lashes.
My gut gripped tight. “I regretted those words the moment I said them, Rox. I’m sorry I said that shit, baby.” I ran my hands up and down her small waist, squeezing gently. “I want to make you feel good, female, so fucking badly. Please. Please let me make you feel good.”
“You’re truly sorry?”
“Yes. I can guarantee that right in this moment, I regret it more than fucking anything.”
Her lips curled up. “You really think this is a good idea?”
Something was holding her back, but I could see how much she wanted it. It was all there in her pretty, expressive eyes. I got the feeling she wanted me to talk her into it, but that wasn’t something I could do. The decision had to be hers. I could only tell her the truth. “All I know is, I fucking want more of you, Rox. I don’t know why now, I just know it’s all the beast…all I can think about.” I tucked her hair behind her ear. “You wanna take this slow, we can do that, but, baby, I really need to make you come. I need to hear you crying out in pleasure, and I can do that without using my dick, if you’re not on board with us fucking yet.”
Her eyes drifted shut, and I searched her face, the subtle shift, the slight parting of her lips, the trembling of her lashes, the quickening of her breath.
I waited, my own breath trapped in my lungs.
Finally, her eyes opened, and I was fucking dazzled by their beauty. They seemed brighter somehow, like liquid sapphires.
“Okay,” she whispered. “Let’s see how this goes.”
“Yeah?” Truthfully, I expected her to say no fucking way.
She nodded.
I bared my teeth, cock hard in an instant as pleasure throbbed through me. “Get on the bed.”
More pink hit her cheeks. “Let me shower first.”
I shook my head. “I like you like this.” I breathed deep. “All I can smell right now is how wet you are, and you’re making my fucking mouth water.” I tugged the button of her jeans open. “Take these off, Rox. Now.”
She stepped back, nibbling on that lush lower lip again, and slid off her jacket. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt under it, some band I’d never heard of emblazoned on the front. She left the T-shirt on, and instead kicked off her boots, stripping down so all she had on was that shirt. How was that so unbearably sexy?
“You want me on the bed?” she asked.
“Yes.”
She backed up, and I took a step toward her. One of her hands lifted, and she shook her head, telling me to stay where I was. I did, but fuck it was hard with all that smooth bare skin on display for me. My fucking mouth was watering as my gaze slid up her strong, muscled legs to the bottom of that shirt that was covering everything I wanted to get my hands on, my mouth on, so fucking badly.
Roxy got up into the middle of the bed, her gaze not leaving me as she slid her hands back so she was leaning on them. Her legs were out in front of her, her delicate feet crossed at the ankle. “Like this?” she asked, her head tilting to the side, the move was coy and sexy as hell.
“No.” I took another step forward, but again she shook her head.
“Stay where you are, Cookie Monster.”
My nostrils flared, every muscle tight as fuck. “Female, do not fuck with me?—”
Her knees still pressed together, she slid her feet up, so they were resting on the edge of the mattress. “Better?”
“No…” The beast interrupted me, emitting a hungry, desperate sound that had nothing to do with me. It was the first time that rogue motherfucker had taken control of my vocal cords. I gritted my teeth, forcing the beast back when he tried to take control again. What the actual fuck?
She opened her knees, just an inch. “Now?”
I growled, the beast and me in unison this time.
