Page 45 of Stroked Hard
He cringes. “Is four-D off limits?”
“All jokes about my apartment number are off limits.”
He huffs. “You can be such a snore sometimes, sweets.”
“A snore?” I asked a little shocked, causing him to tilt his head back and laugh. For a brief second, I watch his throat move up and down. God, I would seriously love to have just one night with this man. Just one single night where I could explore his body, fuck him in every position conceivable, and then call it a day. If anything to just get him out of my thoughts. This phone call-texting foreplay is starting to drive me nuts.
“Man, I love fucking around with you.” He grabs my hips and steps closer. Okay, we didn’t talk about this position. “Just so you know, if you were a snore, I wouldn’t be hanging out with you.”
“Damn, kind of wish I was a snore now.”
With a side smile that will knock your panties right off, he says, “No, you wouldn’t.” Before I can respond, he pulls me into a hug and intimately presses the side of his cheek against my head, holding me strong. Somehow my arms wrap around his waist, I have no clue how they got there, but they are encasing him, loving the way his strong, muscular body feels under them.
Whispering into my ear, he says, “Remember this night, because this is the last at-the-door hug you’re getting from me. Next time I walk you home, your back will be against your door and my lips will be caressing yours. And after that, my tongue will be in your mouth, my hands dancing across your hips, moving up your stomach, teasing you but never really touching. And after that, I will be fucking you in your apartment, my tongue lapping up the arousal that will be dripping from that sweet, little pussy of yours.”
Oh. Fuck.
My clit is throbbing just from his words. It’s been so long. I love sex, but it’s been far too long since I’ve had it, since I’ve come so hard I black out. Just from Hollis speaking into my ear I can feel my panties getting wet as I develop a burning need in the pit of my stomach.
I want him.
Not for a relationship, not as someone to protect me or to take care of me, but as someone who can fulfill my sexual needs. Oh God, I want him too damn bad.
His smell, the way he’s touching me, the smooth, sultry tone of his voice, they are all attacking my senses, turning me into a puddle of need. If he doesn’t leave soon, I will start undressing myself in the hallway.
Time to say goodnight.
Clearing my throat, I press my hands into his stomach . . .
Oh, bad mistake. Such a horrible mistake.
Abs. So many of them. I know about his abs, everyone on this earth knows about them. They are perfectly defined into little nuggets and I’m touching them. My hands are actually wandering around his stomach, feeling them through his shirt.
Stop it!
Stop molesting the man, Melony.
“Feel something you like?” he asks, looking down at me.
Crap.
Tearing myself away in record pace, I step up to my door, accidently bumping my shoulder. In my daze, I reach for the handle and try to open it, forgetting completely about having to unlock the damn thing.
“Uh nope, nothing at all. Got to go now. Thanks for the lift.” I salute him. Christ . . . I saluted him. Fish out my keys, turn my back to him, and unlock the door.
Just as I’m about to shut the door without looking behind me, he calls out, “Melony.”
Shutting my eyes from the torture I’ve already been put through, I peek around the door to look at him. He’s smiling brightly, totally pleased with himself.
“Anytime you want to explore my abs, just let me know. I would be more than happy to give you an all-access pass.” He tops everything off with a wink.
“Ugh, cocky bastard.” I slam the door shut on his laughter.
Leaning my head against the door, I exhale finally. Why did I have to go and feel his stomach up? Don’t I have any shred of self-respect?Would any woman on the planet pass up a chance to feel Hollis Knightly’s abs? Hell to the no.
My phone chimes in my purse. Having an inkling who it is, I take a look.
Hollis: Goodnight, baby. Can’t wait to have my lips on yours next time. I’ve been waiting too fucking long for that moment, but what’s another day when I know I will get to have them for eternity?
