"I should go," he murmured.
"Is Trey coming back?" she asked quietly.
Eric's heart gave an unpleasant lurch. "I don't think so."
"I guess he changed his mind."
"I can go get him if you want him."
"He's not interested."
"Sure he is. He just stepped aside because he knows … " I want you. Eric bit his lip to stop himself from revealing too much.
"Knows what?"
"Nothing."
Her hand slid lower on his back. He sucked a breath through his teeth. He was so going to lose control in like five seconds.
"Tell me." Her hand slid lower over his ass. "Eric?"
He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her beneath him. His cock brushed the inside of her thigh, and he shuddered. "He knows how much I want you."
"You do?"
"I don't think I've ever wanted anyone more." Not even when Brian's wife, Myrna, had toured with the band and he'd walked around with perpetual blue balls for months.
Rebekah's mouth found his in the darkness. She kissed him as if he needed to be taught a lesson. He couldn't get enough of her.
"I can't tell you how much I need to hear that," she whispered.
"Then I'll tell you a million times."
"But I can't have sex with you."
"Oh." He supposed he shouldn't be surprised that she didn't return his attraction.
"I want to do other things with you though."
"Other things?"
"I really like it when you watch me."
"You do?"
"I do."
His heart thudded with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. "Can I watch you again, right now?"
"If you promise you'll be okay with no sex."
He didn't have a problem with that, but he wondered why she was reluctant. "Why don't you want to have sex? Are you a virgin or something?" He covered his mouth with one hand. Why did things fly out of his mouth like that?
"Something."
"What kind of something?"
"I don't want to say."
"You can tell me."
Her body was all stiff beneath him now. She sighed in exasperation. "I'm totally out of the mood now."
"I'm sorry. I'll be quiet."
She chuckled. "Too late for that."
"I should leave, I suppose."
"Or you can get me excited again."
"I'm not sure I'm the right man for the job."
"What do you mean?" Her fingers brushed his hair in the darkness, and he shuddered.
"I'm not good at it. Not like the other guys. I get too excited too easily."
"I like that about you."
"You do? I always come way too fast."
"Lots of guys do."
Maybe, but none of the guys in Sinners did. They were all fucking studs, and Eric felt like more of a dud. He remembered how happy he'd been when Jace had joined the band. Vertically challenged guys were supposed to be lacking in the package department. When Eric had seen the size of Jace's massive cock for the first time, he had contemplated suicide.
"Maybe we can help each other out," she whispered.
"Help each other? How?"
She took a deep breath. "Maybe you can help me relax and get comfortable with my body again, and I can help you
last longer."
"What's wrong with your body?" Looked perfect to him. Felt perfect too.
"I don't want to say. If I disgust you-"
"Are you fucking kidding me? You're the hottest woman I've ever seen in my life."
She giggled. "So do we have a deal?"
Seemed like a strange arrangement, but if it meant he got to spend more time with Rebekah in a sexual capacity, then he was all for it.
"How do I help you?" he asked.
"Touch me. Just not there."
"Where?"
"You can touch me anywhere. Just not inside … not inside my … p-pussy." She said that last word in a rush, as if it turned her on just to say it.
He wanted to touch her inside her p-pussy. So much. "Why?"
"I'm not ready to tell you yet." He could feel her heart thudding like a jackhammer in her chest.
"Okay. I'll touch you. I think I can handle that." He chuckled. Oh yes, he could definitely handle that. "But how are you going to help me?"
She was quiet for a long moment. He was beginning to think she'd decided that he was beyond help when she said, "What makes you come the fastest?"
"Certified Grade A pussy." A second too late, he realized he shouldn't have said that. Ugh, I'm a fucking idiot! He winced, waiting for her to cuss him out. She just laughed.