what is that?”
He was going to make her say it. If it was truly right in her gut like he’d said, then she shouldn’t have a problem saying it. “You,” she said firmly.
11
Guiding Him Home
She wanted him. Robin couldn’t get any clearer than that in Brian’s mind.
So one week later he was on his way to her house with an overnight bag in his car. Just in case.
It’d been a week since she’d said that one word. “You.” When he asked what she wanted.
They hadn’t seen each other in the past week, but they’d talked daily at night.
They flirted. They laughed. They teased.
And now he wanted to do those things in person.
He parked his car and decided to leave his bag there for now. No reason to rush it and put pressure on her. Maybe she changed her mind. Though he hoped the hell not.
He didn’t even get a chance to ring the bell and she was opening the door for him, then grabbing his jacket front and yanking him in, her mouth going right to his. That was one hell of a welcome he’d like to get more often.
“Well, hello there,” he said when she came up for air.
“I missed you. Sorry. I shouldn’t be so grabby, but I couldn’t help it. I’ve been waiting for this night all week.”
Sounded promising for him. “Same here. Where are the dogs?” Normally they came running, but the house seemed somewhat quiet.
“In their crate sleeping. I didn’t want the doorbell to wake them and we are going to sneak upstairs right now without them knowing you are here.”
“We are?” he asked, somewhat shocked. This was a side of her he hadn’t expected to see.
“Unless you don’t want to,” she said, standing back. “Maybe I’m rushing things. I’m sorry. I should give you a choice.”
He started to laugh. “You made it clear what you wanted. I won’t fight you off. I was just stunned to be attacked like that. Not that I’m complaining. You can do it every time I walk in the door if you want.”
“I might do that. But in this case I’m nervous and I’m putting up this big bravado.”
He reached for her and pulled her into his arms and just held her. “I want to say there is no reason to be nervous, but I think everyone is the first time. Just relax. No pressure here. We can sit and have a glass of wine if you want.”
“Nope. That will only make me more nervous. Seriously. I just want to go upstairs and get my hands on you. It’s been a long time since I’ve had my hands on a man.”
“Then I want to give you what you want,” he said back.
“What every woman wants to hear.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs. He hadn’t been upstairs once yet and didn’t expect to get a tour.
By the time they were at the back of the house, she was shutting her bedroom door and reaching for him again.
“I think we might need to slow down,” he said. Here he planned on being tender and treasuring her. He had no idea of her relationship with her ex and would never ask, but he had a feeling their time in the bedroom wasn’t spent making her feel like a woman who was being cherished.
“Maybe later,” she said. “I hoped you’d stay tonight, but if you don’t want to I understand that too.”
Guess they were thinking the same and that made him feel better about things.
He cupped her cheeks with his hands, his mouth lowering. Anything to slow her the hell down because the way her eyes were staring at his crotch made him think she was going to drop to her knees, free him, and then have a feast.
And damn, he wished he didn’t think that because now he was throbbing in his jeans and extremely uncomfortable.
He pulled her closer, let her feel the heat and need he had for her.
Just like he figured, her hand went down and cupped him, then squeezed. “Oh God,” she said. “I need to feel this inside of me. I even bought condoms.”
“I always wear them and have them with me too.” He wanted her to know that he wasn’t careless with sex like her ex had been.
“Good,” she said and then stepped back. She opened a drawer and pulled a box out that wasn’t even opened. He wasn’t going to waste time opening it when the time came and just removed