and looked away
from him. She tried not to let him see she found his cheesy lines hilarious. "I'm
not normal, and neither are—"
In
a quick movement, he had rolled over and was now on top of her, his gaze
trapping hers. "And I know…" He lightly kissed her neck behind her
ear, one of his hands going up the bottom of her shirt and rubbing her stomach.
" Exactly what you like."
"You
do not." Ashleigh giggled as she pushed on his shoulders. She wasn't
protesting too much because a little bit of playtime with him might be fun,
even if it didn't lead to sex.
"I
read your books." He lifted his head and looked up at her, a giant grin on
his face. "I know where your trigger is." As his eyes remained locked
on hers, Spencer licked the bottom of one of his fangs.
"Trigger?"
Spencer
began kissing her neck again, his hand wandering down her stomach and rubbing
her inner thigh. His touches were rough, making her breaths get more and more
shallow and rapid with each rub of his hand, his fingers getting closer and
closer to their target.
Then,
he went for what he knew was her weakness, his hand leaving her leg and
reaching up her shirt. He shoved up her bra and grabbed one of her large, heavy
breasts, kneading it roughly as his thumb squeezed her nipple against the base
of his index finger. When he felt her take in a deep, gasping breath, his lips
pulled away from her neck.
"Stop."
Her shaky hands went to his shoulders as she tried to push his body upward. Then,
her eyes met with his very serious looking ones, her breath rising and falling
quickly as his face hovered over her bare chest, the tip of the charm on his
silver necklace brushing the space between her breasts. "Wait a second."
"I
told you I’d find it." He closed his eyes and swooped down on one of her
breasts, his lips wrapping around her nipple. His hands took a firm hold of her
hips, some of his fingers dipping under the waistband of her jeans.
"Before
we…" Ashleigh nervously watched him bite at her nipple, and she could feel
the light scrape of his fangs on her skin. Surprisingly, he didn’t hurt her and
the pleasure of his act was overwhelming. "Do anything like this, we…need
to set some….ground rules."
"Rules?"
He smirked, his tongue making a quick pass over his lips. "Why?"
"No
biting me." Though she liked the thought of experiencing a real-life
vampire love bite, she didn't trust Spencer enough to let him do it. "Unless
I okay it."
"Okay,
baby..." Wrinkling his nose, he growled at her playfully, grinding his
hips against hers. "I won't."
She
stared into his eyes as his lips hovered over hers. He smelled amazing. She was
finding it hard to think rationally, her body taking over and demanding she
take what he was offering, even though she knew it would only be a temporary
satisfaction. Then, he spoke again, ruining the mood.
"I'll
treat you real nice." He ran his fingers through her hair, holding her
roughly. All her attraction from him seeped out as she took in his cocky expression,
his over-confident arrogance. "I'll give you some real-life inspiration,
and you'll want this every night."
"Really?"
Her eyebrow raised slightly, a sarcastic tone in her voice that showed she was
not impressed.
"Oh
yeah." He was eying her mouth, his mind not focused on the conversation. He
quickly rolled off her and pulled down his pants and boxers, exposing a very
ready piece. "Ready to meet your greatest fan?" He rubbed his cock,
licking his lips as he watched her sit up in bed.
"Take
off your shirt." She tried not to giggle as she pulled down her shirt,
covering her chest.
"Sure."
He removed it slowly, taking her smile as her having a great interest in him. Each
button he undid showed more of his chest, which was toned and hairless.
"I
see someone works out." She gave the very fit and sexy Spencer a quick
once over. He had a body-builder's frame. Not an ounce of fat to be found on
him. "A lot…" Although he looked amazing, he was arrogant, and if he
hadn't opened