He holds up Kandi Steiner’s book. “Emory is at the bar with another woman.”
I squeal. “Keep reading.”
“I don’t like the direction this is heading. Is he going to spend the night with this random chick?”
“I can’t tell you. Just keep going.” I clutch my chest. “Isn’t her writing so beautiful? It’s like poetry.”
“It is.” He heaves a heavy sigh. “Fine, I’ll keep reading.”
We continue reading in silence until I notice a change in his breathing. His shoulders rise and fall with his short, quick breaths. I steal a peek at which page he’s on and stifle a laugh. It’s Emory and Cooper’s first sex scene. I let him keep going and watch out of the corner of my eye as he turns each page more quickly to get to the next.
Finally, I can’t contain myself any longer. “You okay over there?”
“Yeah, why?” His voice sounds gruffer than usual.
“You seem a little flustered.”
“First of all, I don’t getflustered. Second, this is… steamy.”
I laugh. “It is.”
“You like this stuff?”
“Don’t you?”
“Are you going to write these kinds of scenes into your book?”
I nod proudly. “I sure am.”
“Hmm.” He sticks the bookmark into the book and closes it. “Do you like thatFifty Shades of Greytype of stuff too?”
I arch a brow. “You know whatFifty Shadesis?”
“Everyone knows whatFifty Shadesis.”
“Well, I’m not into BDSM or pain.” I shrug. “But I’m sure I could be into more than just the missionary position with the right person.”
“You’ve only had sex in the missionary position?”
I grimace. “I haven’t had the greatest sex life. With the few guys I’ve dated, it was abouttheirpleasure, or they didn’t know what they were doing.”
“And you didn’t tell them that they were doing it wrong?”
I shake my head. “I didn’t want to make them feel bad.”
“So, you let yourself feel bad instead.”
I blow out a sigh. “I guess so.”
“Promise me something.” He sets our books aside and pulls me onto his lap. His hands settle on either side of my face, his thumbs smoothing over my cheeks. “Promise me you’ll tell me what feels good to you.”
My stomach clenches. “I promise.”
He drags his nose down the side of my neck, sending goose bumps flying along my body. “And I promise that you will always feel good with me.”
A shiver dances down my spine as he continues speaking against my skin.
“Those other guys didn’t know what they had. They didn’t know how to appreciate a woman like you.” He bites my shoulder. “A body like yours.” He licks my neck. “But I’m going to taste every inch of you, learn every curve.” He pulls back and gazes into my eyes. “I’m going to show you how you deserve to feel, every single time I touch you. You will always get what you need with me.”