“Implying that you could if Macy didn’t figure into the equation.” Warren wrapped his arm around me, his hand settling low on my back. “Do whatyouwant.”
What did I want? Warren had been a giant frog to me when I was a kid, but he looked so good, and I’d been so lonely. I wanted his body, without a doubt. My body was on fire with want. But I couldn’t sleep with Macy’s brother; she’d kill me. I didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted him, though. I wanted the way he was holding me to never stop, and I wanted to feel the heft of his cock in me.
“Come on, little Cupcake. Tell me what you want.”
“What about tomorrow? It would be weird.”
“We’re both adults. If you don’t want more of me, I won’t push you.” He let out a slow breath. “I won’t push you now, either.”
I felt like crying when he pulled away and walked backward to sit on the edge of the bed. His heavy cock bobbed against his abs and he took it in his hand and just held it. My mouth watered and I swore. “This is a bad idea.”
“Why?”
I dropped my purse. “You are an asshole.”
“I was an asshole.” He gave me another of his charming smiles, the effect only slightly dimmed because of his naked state. “I’m not a little boy anymore, Cupcake.”
“I see that.” I looked away from his erection and licked my lips. “You’re my best friend’s brother.”
“Which means I have a vested interest in not making a mess of things.”
I took a step towards him. “I just broke up with my boyfriend of two years because I found out he was cheating on me. I’m an emotional wreck.”
“Want me to make it better?”
I smiled despite myself. “This is a terrible idea. Probably the worst I’ve ever had.”
“Best I ever had.”
“One time.”
Warren was closing the distance between us instantly. He pulled me into his chest and then he kissed me. His lips were hot and demanding as he did it, and I felt a surge of need like nothing I’d ever felt before.
I’d known him since I was six, but it felt like I was kissing a stranger. He was different. He wrapped his arm around my waist and held me tight while his other hand cupped my head and deepened the kiss. He didn’t rush it; he slowly explored my mouth and drove me crazy.
His comfort in his naked state, his ease in kissing me, it was intoxicating. In just seconds, he’d already worked me into a state of arousal that I couldn’t remember ever being in before. I realized all of a sudden just how desperately I needed what he was giving me. The part of my brain that was worried about the future shut off and I gave into my desires completely.
I ran my hands over his shoulders and down his back, feeling ripples of muscle flex. I sucked the tip of his tongue and quivered at the groan he released. I felt his cock pulse between us andshivered. I wanted to feel it. I’d wanted to since seeing him spread out before me in the shower.
I reached between us and took him into my hand. Heavy and hot, he was so thick that I could barely wrap my fingers all the way around. I stroked him, hungry for more, hungry to push him into the same crazy desperation that I was feeling.
Warren swore and tugged at my shirt. Lifting it up and over my head, he tossed it away and then stared down at my chest. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
Slipping into myself a bit, I smiled shyly and fought the urge to cross my arms around myself. I wasn’t a little girl anymore. I was a proud woman and there was nothing wrong with my body. It was hard to remember that when standing next to Warren, though. He was perfect.
Warren took my hand away from his cock and put my hands on his shoulders. Then, leaning down, he stared into my eyes as he ran his hands down my sides and over my waist. He pressed his knuckles into my stomach and stroked up to the valley between my breasts. His pupils dilated and he licked his lips, showing me his desire hadn’t dwindled.
“Don’t hide yourself from me, Cupcake.” He kissed me fiercely, his mouth searing mine. “You have nothing that I don’t want to devour. Desperately.”
I groaned when he kissed down my jaw and across my collarbone. His teeth nipped my shoulder as his hands unhooked my bra. My heart skipped an eager little beat as he trapped the material between our bodies and grabbed two handfuls of my ass.
Lifting me like I weighed nothing, he turned us around and walked me to the bed. Gently laying me down, he moved back and took my bra with him, leaving me exposed. “Jesus.”
I fought another urge to cover myself and instead stretched my body out, doing everything I could to appear sleek andsmooth. I could see that I didn’t have to bother, judging by the way Warren was looking at me. His eyes were hungry, not unlike those of a predator in the wild spotting its dinner. I felt sexy under that gaze.
He spread his hands across my stomach and stroked up until he was cupping my breasts in his hands. He moaned out another curse as he brushed his thumbs over my hard nipples. Bracing himself around me, he lowered his mouth and kissed me. His breath mingled with mine as he held my gaze. “These are perfect.”
I swallowed audibly as he lowered his mouth to the swell of my breasts and tasted my skin. Then, lower, he stroked me with his hot tongue. I felt like I was floating away as his mouth clamped over my nipple and he tugged. I writhed under him, wanting more while never wanting him to stop. I shoved my hands into his damp curly hair and held onto him.
