Her lower belly quivered. “What’re you going to do if I wear them?” she couldn’t resist asking.
“I’ll take them off and make you pay.”
“How?”
“I’ve already made you orgasm in a public place,” he said, slowly stroking her inner thigh. “But I’ve decided it wasn’t good enough.”
“It was good enough for me.”
“No. You didn’t scream. Not like that.” He angled his head, the wickedness glinting in his eyes. “You ever wear panties with me again, I’ll take them off and make you come so hard you scream the house down. In public. And everyone will know why.”
Her eyes widened. “That’d never happen.”
“No? You don’t think I could make you lose all that control?” he asked softly.
His fingers stroked up her thigh.
His other hand pushed her shoulders back against the door and, with him still in position on his knees between her legs, she couldn’t move. Couldn’t avoid his clever, clever fingers.
“Couldn’t I do that?” he murmured, leaning forward to catch her mouth with his.
She gasped as his thumb swept roughly across her oversensitive clit. Back and forth in a fast rhythm over her sensitive nub.
Heat returned, rolling over her in pounding waves. She broke free of his kiss, desperate. “I can’t—”
“Sure you can. I do love to make you come.”
And he did a damn good job of it. She closed her eyes as the aftershock rolled into another orgasm.
But it wasn’t enough. Just teasing her clit wasn’t enough. She bucked her hips, wanting more. Wanting him to finger her again. Better still, he could free his cock and fuck her properly. She was ready to beg. When she could speak again, that was.
But it was a full minute before the silence was broken.
“You still willing to dare me?” he asked.
She opened her eyes. He looked so damn smug. “I can dare you.” She swallowed. “In fact I’ll give you a dare this minute.”
His brows lifted.
“I dare you to fuck me on the floor, hard, and rough, and right now.”
He drew a sharp breath, apparently caught off guard by her blatantly sexual statement. “I already told you we weren’t having sex today.”
“Oral sex is a kind of sex,” she pointed out, belligerence overtaking the postorgasmic glow.
“No. You’ve had your quota of demands for the day.”
She glared at him. He didn’t want to have sex? Really? Wasn’t he hard and hurting with blue balls or something?
Insecurity sank its fangs into her most vulnerable part. Oh crap, maybe he really didn’t actually want to. Maybe he was being generous—giving the geek a couple of orgasms as his good deed of the day.
“Don’t start acting the charity case.” He looked angry. “If I was a lesser man, I’d be screwing you ’til you couldn’t walk.”
“Then why aren’t you?”
He hesitated. “You’re not ready for me.”
“Why not?” she snapped. “You’re that huge? How wet do I have to get?” She rolled her eyes. “Jeez, I can cope with your cock.”
“I’m big and I’m heavy and sometimes my hands are rougher than I intend,” he snapped back. “But that’s not what I meant.”
Abbi took a moment to breathe through the erotic aftershock that his words had ignited. “Then what exactly do you mean?”
He sat back, resting his hands on her knees, holding her legs in place. “I need you to be wholly honest with me,” he said.
Surprised, she frowned. “I have been honest.” Could she have been more blunt?
He shook his head. “Let’s quit with the app chat. Why do you want to do this, really?”
How to kill the postorgasmic glow in one sentence. “I already told you, I’m boring in bed.”
His expression warmed. “What happened just then was anything but boring.”
“You were humoring me.” She looked at the floor.
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Yeah, that was you, ‘performing.’” She winced at the word. “For me.”
…
Joe angled his head and bent low so she couldn’t avoid his eyes anymore. “I was hot for you, yes. I’d have done anything you asked. I wanted to pleasure you.”
God, he’d wanted it. Wanted to see her, hear her, taste her. He wanted all that again already.
She blushed. “Like I said, you were the one doing everything.”
“I don’t agree, but even if it were true, I don’t have a problem with that. But you do.”
“It’s a problem if that’s what always happens.” She met his gaze gravely.