What If You & Me (Say Everything #2) - Roni Loren Page 0,93

he watched intently as she lowered her head and licked across the tip of his cock. Electric awareness radiated outward from the point of contact. He ached to reach out for her, but he wasn’t going to break her rule, so he kept his arms against the bed.

Andi held the eye contact, bold and brazen, as she took more of him into her mouth, the hot, wet heat of it making every muscle in his body tense with arousal. He couldn’t stop watching her watch him, the connection wildly intense and so fucking erotic that he could barely keep still. This woman was smart and talented and funny, but goddamn, he wouldn’t have suspected that bubbly persona hid a siren.

He hated knowing that all these years, she’d had to bottle up that part of herself, that someone had hurt her so completely that she couldn’t allow anyone to touch her but herself. He wanted to give her ten years’ worth of pleasure to make up for it.

Andi lifted her head, releasing him with a soft pop, and then she shifted lower, pulling the sheet with her. Hill tensed when she shoved the covers all the way off, leaving him fully exposed. His heartbeat picked up speed, anxiety creeping in. He’d gotten comfortable enough with Andi to take off his prosthesis when they were in bed, but he’d kept the lights low, and the covers draped in certain ways. “Andi…”

“Please,” she said softly, her gaze tender. “Let me touch and explore you everywhere.”

He closed his eyes, inhaled, exhaled. He could feel his cock softening.

She kissed his thigh. “Trust me, Hill. I think every part of you is sexy.” She pressed her lips to the spot right above the sock that covered his residual limb. “I’m not the only one who needs practice.”

He opened his eyes at that, found her looking up at him. “Andi, it’s hard…”

Her expression softened with empathy. “That’s what we do, Hill. The hard things. I know what that pit in your stomach feels like. I felt it the first time you braced yourself over me. But then you made me feel good and safe, and the fear started to fade.” She licked her lips. “You don’t need to be scared of me.”

“I’m not,” he said, honesty slipping past his lips. “I just… I like the way you look at me. Like you want me. Like I turn you on. I can’t stand the thought of you looking at me with pity.”

“I do want you. I am turned on—like a lot.” She gave him a pointed look. “I promise this is not about pity. This is about having sex without our elephants.”

He blinked, the non sequitur throwing him off. “Our elephants?”

“Yeah, the big ones that tend to hang out in the room with us as soon as we get naked.” She glanced toward her bedroom doorway. “We’ve sent mine into the hall to think about what he did, but yours is still here, knocking things around, making you do acrobatics to keep your leg covered. You need to throw some peanuts out the door and lure his big ass outside.”

He had the brief vision of a giant elephant swinging its trunk around her bedroom and knocking him and Andi off the bed, which made him forget himself for a second and smile. “That’s quite the visual.”

“Send him packing, Hill,” she said, cocking her head toward the hallway. “I’m ready to do dirty things to my neighbor.”

A slow roll of bravery moved through him and he nodded. “Okay.”

“Yeah?” she asked, gaze searching his.

“I trust you.”

“Thank you,” she said, voice soft.

He let out a breath. “Peanuts have been thrown.”

Andi bit into her bottom lip, a little smile hiding there, and then instead of going back to his leg like he expected, she braced her hands on the mattress and took his softened cock into her mouth. The feel of the hot cavern of her mouth around him was enough to make all his blood rush south again and away from his spinning brain. His cock swelled against her tongue as she licked and sucked and basically made him forget his own name.

When his fingers curled into the mattress and he was on the edge of coming, Andi pulled back. He gasped at the loss, but then he sensed her shifting around again. He was afraid to look, but he felt when she put her fingers on the edge of the sock. After a beat, she gently rolled it off, exposing