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As Long As You Love Me (2B Trilogy #2)(41)
Author: Ann Aguirre

“I’ll be waiting.”

The hour trip from Edison had left me fine to take the wheel, so I jumped out of the truck and raced to my room. Think, what do you need for work. Skirt, sweater, tights. Makeup kit. Underwear. Bra. Hair dryer. I could use Rob’s soap and shampoo, whatever he had, for one night. My whole body felt like it was on fire with a crazy blend of excitement and anxiety.

What if we waited too long? What if it’s not good? Shut up, stop thinking. We’re doing the sex.

“Going somewhere?” Mom asked.

“Rob’s place.”

“I see.”

“You can tease me later,” I yelled, grabbing my keys.

“Count on it.”

In record time, I was parking in Rob’s garage. Not a euphemism, but the symbolism made me laugh. He’d left it open for me, so I clicked the button and ducked out before the door closed on me. A controlled sprint landed me on his front porch. Dear God. I’m sleeping with Nadia’s brother. At some point, I had to call her. Or Skype. This wasn’t the kind of news you broke in an email or a text. But part of me suspected she wouldn’t get it because (a) he was her brother and (b) she thought he was an idiot. And I didn’t want to fight with her about Rob.

But that was a problem for another time.

I raced through the front door before I realized maybe I should’ve knocked or that possibly, I might come across as overeager. How many fucks did I give about the latter? After all this time? Not many. Every part of me trembled with anticipation, but uncertainty gnawed at me, too. How many girls got to hook up with the guy they’d been fantasizing about for years? The answer was probably the same as the first question I’d asked mentally.

Not many.

Rob pounced on me as soon as I hit the dining room. In one motion, he scooped me into his arms and carried me toward the stairs. If I wasn’t completely infatuated with his hand-eye coordination, I lost the battle when he kissed me as he climbed. I was dizzy and breathless when we hit the bedroom. My backpack dropped off my arm with a thunk.

Dammit. He made me wait too long. If we’d done this sooner, Party Lauren would’ve been in charge of the sex, as she always had been. But now, there was only overwhelming need crashing over me, like a rough tide against sharp rocks. I had no idea what to do when it wasn’t light, when it wasn’t just for fun. I’d never been with anyone I loved.

I took one deep breath, then another, hoping he wouldn’t notice. This was no time for my brain to get overinvolved in my libido—bad enough it ruined so many other aspects of my life.

“You okay?” Rob set me onto my feet, lines forming between his beautiful brows. No joke, even his eyebrows were gorgeous. Not too bushy, not too thin, dark slashes that loomed over his so-blue eyes. And here he was, ready for me at last.

What is wrong with you?

“Yeah,” I managed. “I just can’t believe I’m here with you like this. It’s like a dream come true, and I guess that scares me a little.”

“Because dreams can turn weird so fast or because it’s hard for reality to match them?”

“More the last. There’s nothing wrong about being with you. In fact, you’re all the good in my life right now.” I meant it as a compliment, not that my life was such a train wreck. Hopefully he got that.

By his smile, he did. “Back at you, beautiful. You make me feel...everything, really. Stuff I didn’t even realize I could. Relationships before always left me feeling like...I have a piece missing or something.”

“There is nothing wrong with you,” I snapped.

Talking to him was helping. The knots unkinked. Odd how Rob’s voice could do that. Fear went away, replaced by yearning that coiled inside like the spring he’d mentioned before. Standing up, I yanked off my jacket and pulled my shirt over my head. In a few seconds, I was naked. Rob’s gaze swept over me, and it was a hot lash that tightened my nipples. I resisted the urge to cover up. If Rob was my safe place, I had to prove it by being brave in my own skin—with all the emotions and none of the pretense.

“Good start,” he said roughly. “Now I can say what I’ve wanted to for years. Lauren Barrett...get in my fucking bed.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

I did.

Then I watched Rob strip; each movement revealed more of him, and it was foreplay. He had a gorgeous body, tautly muscled, a tan that stayed golden even in the winter. Strong shoulders, broad chest, a six-pack that didn’t quit and arms that could probably lift the weight of the world from my shoulders. That didn’t even begin to describe the raw, masculine beauty of his face, a flush across his cheekbones and eyes slumberous with barely leashed longing.

When Rob clicked the lamp off, I noticed he’d lit candles, less obvious with the lights on, but gorgeous now, flickering like fireflies at the corners of the room. “Romantic.”

“I’m trying,” he murmured.

“You know you don’t have to, right?”

“I disagree. You deserve it.”

“Ooh.” He tilted my head and kissed the side of my neck, distracting me.

Based on what he’d said about being fully sprung, I didn’t expect the easy, tender approach. But he blazed a trail down my throat to my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. I was breathing fast by the time he kissed me, one big hand on my cheek. I wound my arms around him and pressed close, unable to stifle a sound of shocked pleasure at the heat of his bare chest. Digging my fingers into his muscled back spurred a groan from Rob, but I swallowed it and we kept kissing, deep and hungry, yet there was nothing fast or furtive about it. Incredible pleasure swelled, married to my complete certainty that he’d kiss me all night.

His patience could kill me.

“More,” I whispered against his lips.

Pulling back, I caught his smile in the flickering light as he drifted lower, nuzzling down to my breasts. I shifted, widening the gap between my thighs to make room for him. His hands felt rough against my skin, but beautifully so, a sexy contrast to the softness of my skin. One thing about Rob, he was great with his hands, but when he added lips and teeth, I lost my breath. His gaze met mine as he licked a circle around my nipple. From the hot flush on his cheeks, he liked this a lot, and I wanted so many things all at once that the mental images scrambled my brain.

“So...boobs do it for you?” I managed to ask. “Not legs or ass?”

“With you? Everything. I’ll get there. In time.” Rob’s voice sounded deep, gravelly even. I’d never heard that tone from him before, and a thrill shivered through me, realizing how thin his control ran.

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