“If he’s not moving or making any sounds, change things up. Don’t forget his balls. You have to suck on them without biting.”
“Oh.” I nodded. “I can do that.”
“He wants you, Dell. And I imagine he’s used to taking the lead in bed. You’re gonna be fine.” She looked at her watch. “It’s close to midnight, so get that fine ass in gear.”
I got up from the bed and took a deep breath. “Okay. Full report in the morning.”
“I’m taking Ky out for pancakes and then to the children’s museum. I’m closing the door to your room and telling him you’re sleeping in.”
“Thanks, Sade. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
She grinned at me, but turned serious quickly. “You trimmed your bush, right?”
“Uh … I shaved it, actually.” My voice rose on the last word like it was a question.
“Good girl. No man wants to floss with your pubes.”
“Oh, my God.” I covered my face with a hand. “That’s not happening. I don’t think I could stand it, I’d be so nervous.”
“Has a man ever …?”
I shook my head adamantly. “No time. Locker room quickies, remember?”
She gaped at me, incredulous. “That’s just wrong, D. You’ll cry when you find out what you’ve been missing.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Such melodrama. I’ll text you on my way home, unless he doesn’t want me to stay. I might be in bed when you wake up.”
“He’ll want you to stay.” She grabbed my shoulders and steered me through the living room to the front door. “Now go forth, and get laid.”
Her conspiratorial smile reminded me of our college days. I grabbed my coat from the couch and headed for my car. The heels weren’t hard to walk in at all. I practiced a chin-up I got this walk, going for sexy. It probably was, until one of the heels slid to the side and I lost my balance, barely catching the hood of my car to avoid a full-on spill.
I shook my head at my clumsiness. So I’d walk slow. Best to figure this out here, instead of in front of Luke.
Luke. Just his name made my heart race. I’d finally get to see all of him, and touch him in a way that wasn’t part of my job. The closer I got to the Piermont, the more tied up in knots I felt.
I parked in the hotel’s deck and walked cautiously toward the front door. I was covered in goose bumps, but I didn’t know if it was from the freezing winter air or my nervousness.
On the elevator ride to the third floor, I wrapped my arms around myself and took several deep breaths. Sadie’s words of reassurance still rang in my mind. I could do this. I wasn’t a virgin, even if it had been a while. Okay, more than a while.
I raised my hand to knock, part of me wanting to run away and psyche myself up a little more. But I rapped on the door, wanting to see Luke even more.
It opened after just a few seconds and he was grinning at me.
“I’m glad you’re here,” he said, stepping aside so I could enter.
He wore the dark pinstriped suit pants he’d put on after the game, and his pale blue dress shirt had a button undone on top and the sleeves rolled up.
“Want to take your coat off?” he asked, reaching for my shoulders to help me with it. I let him slide it off, his fingers grazing my shoulders as he did. The light contact sent a shiver down my spine.
“You cold?” he asked. I nodded and considered diving into him for warmth. But he moved away to lay my coat over a chair and adjust the thermostat on the wall.
“You look beautiful,” he said, eyeing me from head to toe, as he walked toward me. “Of all the spots I’ve fantasized about touching you, I want to feel your hair the most.”
“You can now,” I said. He stopped right in front of me, our bodies only inches apart. A small smile played on his lips as he reached out and took a lock of my hair in his hand, running his fingers over the length of it.
“So soft,” he said in a low tone. He pressed his hand to the back of my neck, running his fingers up into my hair. The most divinely sexual sensation I’d ever felt washed through me from head to toe.
I reached for his jaw line and stroked a hand across the golden brown scruff there. How I wanted to feel it on my skin. His pale blue eyes were beautiful so close up, and I fell into a trance as I gazed up at him.
Luke’s eyes slid closed as he brushed a thumb across my lip. I reached my hands around his biceps and squeezed them. They were hard and ridged, which I knew from seeing them in the locker room, but as I felt them beneath my fingers, I was unable to suppress a smile.
“Something funny?” he asked, arching his brows.