What If You & Me (Say Everything #2) - Roni Loren Page 0,79

her vibrator.

But before she realized what she was doing, she’d draped her leg over his shoulder, silently begging for more. Too much, yet she still wanted more.

“Fuck, Andi,” Hill said after a few minutes of using his tongue to drive her wild, his panting breaths a cool caress against her overheated skin. “I could spend all night right here, hearing those needy sounds you’re making. I know you’re on the edge of coming, but I’m enjoying this too much to rush.” He kissed her inner thigh. “You taste so fucking good.”

She groaned, and she could almost feel him grinning at the torture he was meting out. “Hill…”

“Yes?” He dragged his tongue along her crease, making her fingers ball into a fist.

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want,” he said, slowly pumping his fingers inside her.

“I need to come,” she gasped, barely resisting the urge to grab his hair and guide his mouth back to the place she needed it.

She waited, expecting him to give her the orgasm now that she’d asked, but instead, he slipped his fingers out, guided her leg off his shoulder, and stood. “I know you do.”

Her lips parted, his movements not making sense in her brain. “What are you doing?”

Hill gave her a roguish smirk and brushed his thumb over her bottom lip, letting her taste herself. “You’re going to get what you want…eventually. But after an orgasm is when the fear rushed in last time. So this time, we’re not going to let the fear get its way.” He slipped his arms around her, letting her dress fall back into place, and pulled her against him. His erection pressed against her belly, hard and thick.

“Wanting to come has a way of blocking out almost all other thoughts. That’s why sex gets so many people into trouble.” He slid his hand down to her ass, gripping her gently. “I want you so out of your mind with need that nothing else has room. No space for overthinking or worrying. So all you’re thinking about is pleasure and fun and feeling good. Then, when I fuck you,” he said with utter masculine confidence, “it will be because you begged me to, not because you’re trying to white-knuckle your way through fear.”

Her heartbeat was pounding in her chest and between her legs, but the words were weaving through her with erotic promise. As much as she wanted relief from the tension he’d built within her, what he was suggesting sounded way better. Sex without fear. Sex with a quiet mind. Sex with Hill.

“Sounds tortuous,” she said.

“It does, doesn’t it?” His smile was playfully wicked. “You game?”

She laughed and slid her hands up his chest, finding that his heart was beating quickly, too. Only then did she remember that it’d been years for him. She wasn’t the only one dealing with demons and an empty bed. “I’m game under one condition.”

He cocked his head. “And what’s that?”

She slid her hand down and pressed her palm against the hard length in his pants. Her inner muscles clenched at the thought that he might be inside her sometime soon, filling her, making her feel good. “I get to torture you back.”

Desire sparked in his eyes, and his cock flexed against her palm. “Game on, neighbor.”

“Game on.” She rubbed her hand along his erection, loving the groan he made, and she kissed him. “Show me your bedroom, Hill.”

Chapter Nineteen

Hill wanted to pick up Andi and carry her into the bedroom like he was saving her from a fire, toss her onto the bed, strip her naked, and get back to making her gasp. But before he gave in to the instinct, he stopped himself. Even though he’d worked hard to keep his upper body strong, he couldn’t trust his balance to carry another person with his prosthesis yet. Dropping Andi on the way to the bedroom would be quite the buzzkill.

He could just imagine explaining to Ramsey how he’d ended up putting his date in the emergency room. That metaphor would be way too appropriate for the state of his sex life. So instead, he grabbed Andi’s hand and led her to his bedroom.

He switched on the overhead light by habit, but when the harsh light filled the room, his stomach clenched. He wanted to see all of Andi in full technicolor detail, but if things went well, he’d be getting naked, too. Even though Andi had assured him that she was attracted to him and his disability wasn’t an issue, anxiety and self-consciousness