Especially with this woman.
I’ve waited for her for so long already.
There’s so little between us that she has to feel how hard I am for her. When she moans, my instincts go into overdrive. I cup her hips, sliding my palms up her waist under her shirt.
Drew’s moving faster than me, pushing at my jacket, forcing me back enough to strip it from me.
Her hands roam down my back and find bare skin. Her touch shocks me, and I know exactly what I want.
And that’s to give her control.
Tricky fingers peel my sweater up over my shoulders, tugging it off breaks our kiss, and I pause as her touch spreads down the front of me.
The desire in her gaze as she follows her fingers across the planes of my torso, I can see her cataloguing my tattoos.
More cover my skin than when she left.
It puts most people off.
Gives them the wrong idea about me.
Pair that with my tendency to be quiet.
Difficult. Surly.
She doesn’t see that when she looks at me.
I’ve never been more confident than with her.
This time, when her fingers tug at the waist of my jeans, I don’t stop her. I don’t want to.
The unsnapping of the button sends a shiver through me, and I moan when her hand closes around my cock.
Her gaze shoots up to mine, giving me two hard pumps before she’s pushing me backward. “On your back.”
The order is soft and decisive as she slides out from under me. I tip over, sighing with relief as she crawls between my thighs, hands tugging at my jeans until they’re trapped around my ankles.
Drew’s hand wraps back around my shaft and the closer she leans, the harder it is to breathe.
I’m pulsing under her attention and the promise she’s making me in this position.
And fuck, when her tongue presses against the underside of my tip, pleasure blitzes through me.
Is this reality?
I reach out for her, needing to ground myself, and sink my fingers in those loose silky strands of her hair.
It gives me the perfect view of her lips closing around me and sucking.
A dirty string of cursing grinds out between my teeth.
My free hand twists in her purple comforter as she works me down her throat.
I’m not going to last like this.
The pleasure is sharp, deep, a long time coming.
When she looks up at me from under her lashes, I’m a goner.
