She felt a shiver of pleasure, but she didn’t indulge it. “I appreciate the sentiment, but the truth is I’m kind of sore. You didn’t take it easy on me last night, you know.”
He’d propped his head up higher with a second pillow, and he frowned down at her now. “Was I too rough?”
“No. You were exactly the right amount of rough. But I’m a little sore. And anyway, I don’t know that we have time to get me going enough for me to enjoy it.”
He arched his eyebrows. “Is that a challenge?”
“No.” She snickered. “It’s really not. Some other time though. Maybe you can test your powers of seduction and see how fast you can get revved up.” She froze after she said the words, realizing she was presuming something they’d never actually discussed.
Last night hadn’t felt casual. Or even close to casual. But they’d never made it clear whether it was going to be another one-night thing or whether they might be serious.
It was serious for her. Of course it was. But maybe it wasn’t for him.
He didn’t look surprised or uncomfortable. Just warm and relaxed as he murmured, “Definitely some other time.”
She smiled as she rubbed his chest and then idly trailed her hand farther under the cover. She frowned when she felt the front of his pants. “You’re already hard. You really did want to have sex.”
“Eh. I’m just halfway. It’s no big deal.”
“I could probably—”
“No. No way. Even if I was raring to go, it’s not your responsibility. It’s mine, and I can take care of it if I need to. You owe absolutely nothing to my dick.”
She laughed at his choice of words and stretched up to kiss him lightly. “Thank you. Not all guys seem to realize that.”
“Some guys aren’t assholes.”
“That’s true.” She went to kiss him again. She probably shouldn’t since it might come across as clingy, but she really wanted to. And he didn’t appear to mind. In fact, he combed his fingers through her hair and deepened the kiss for a moment before he released her, as if he wanted to really savor it.
Then she couldn’t resist pressing a kiss on his throat. Then his chest. Then his bare belly.
“Um,” he said dryly, stroking her hair with a careful hand. “I know I said my dick isn’t your responsibility, but if you put your mouth down that way, it’s going to get the wrong idea.”
Smiling, she trailed kisses down even farther.
She’d had absolutely no intentions of doing this even thirty seconds before. But she was suddenly hit with the impulse and saw no reason to deny it. She pulled his pajama pants down and kissed his now full erection, sliding her fingers down the length of him and lowering her head.
“Damn, sunshine,” Robert rasped, shifting his hips restlessly beneath her. “I thought you weren’t in the mood.”
“I wasn’t in the mood for a long, involved scenario that included a lot of thrusting. But this... this I can definitely do.”
He had a handful of her hair now, and he was using his hold on it to keep her from lowering her face enough to reach his erection. “Amanda, seriously. I don’t want you to do this only because you think it’s what I want. I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do. Ever. I’ll never want that.”
She felt her throat tighten, unexpectedly touched by his earnestness. “Thank you, Robert. I mean it. I never do stuff with guys I don’t want to do. I always tell them no. I’ll do the same with you. I promise I will. If I don’t want something, I’ll say so. So I do want to do this. I really do.”
He nodded and relaxed, loosening his hand on her hair but not releasing it. “Okay then. Thank you, sunshine.”
“Well, I haven’t done anything for you to thank me yet.” With a smile, she was finally able to get her head into position and take the tip of him in her mouth. She gave a hard suck, and he grunted and jerked his hips.
Excited by how much he liked this, she let him go so she could tease him some, licking and stroking and playing with him until he was so tense he was shaking and couldn’t stop moaning out his pleasure.
Then she took him fully in her mouth and hollowed out her cheeks. He bucked his hips up toward her slightly, obviously trying to hold himself back. With a little doing, she found a good, satisfying rhythm, sucking him and bobbing her head. He kept holding her hair, using it to guide her motion but not in a rough or demeaning way. She kind of liked it.
She liked everything about this, particular how she could feel his body tighten like a fist beneath her.
He arched his neck and made a rough sound, his free hand fumbling at the covers and his eyes hot and primal.
She took him a little deeper and sucked hard.
He came apart beneath her, rocking with the waves of his climax and making a loud, helpless bellow of release.
She let him slip out of her mouth just before he came, so he ejaculated on her stomach. Not that there was much—he’d come just a few hours ago.
He was limp and flushed and smiling when he’d worked through his spasms. She let go of him and climbed higher up his body so she could kiss him.
“Thank you,” he murmured. “You really didn’t have to do that, but it was incredible.”
“I loved it too,” she told him, giving him one more kiss before she sat up. She felt a little self-conscious now. She didn’t even know why. “Okay. I really am going to leave now, right after I wipe this off.”
He made a disapproving sound and reached out for her, but she gave his hand a playful swat. “No, I mean it. I don’t want to be late for Michelle, and I definitely need some cleaning up after everything. You can stay in bed and take it easy. I’ve got to go get in the shower.”
“Okay. If you have to.” His eyelids were heavy. She’d never seen his expression so relaxed, so unguarded. “I’ll see you later.”
“Yes.” She smiled, feeling ridiculously fond. “You look like you’re about to fall asleep, so maybe you should take a nap.”
“I will. But I’d rather take a nap with you.”
“I wish I could, but it’s not going to happen, so please don’t tempt me.” She made herself stand up, wincing at the soreness in her muscles and between her legs.
“Come here for a minute, sunshine.” At her suspicious look, he added, “Just a minute. I promise.”
She leaned down toward him and he pulled her face toward his, giving her a slow, tender kiss before releasing her. She was smiling like a fool as she walked toward the door.
When she turned to give him one more look, he was gazing at her, his expression so incredibly warm. But the blow job she’d given him must have made him sleepy because when she came out of the bathroom after giving her stomach a quick cleanup, he was almost asleep.
SHE WAS BACK IN HER room when she checked her phone and saw her sister had texted.
CALL ME!
It could be nothing. Stacey was often dramatic that way in text or in person. But just in case, Amanda sat down on the bed and called before she did anything else.
“Hey!” Stacey said, picking up on the second ring. “Are you okay?”
“Of course I’m okay. You’re the one who demanded I call you.”