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And that was before I’d seen her with her clothes off. Now that I had, I was powerless to resist her. She wasn’t just my fantasy girl; she was my dream centerfold. Her gorgeous figure with luscious curves and velvety soft skin was womanly and decadent, and the taste of her was just as intoxicating. I had to stop thinking about it because now my hard dick was poking into her stomach.
I took a deep breath and just allowed myself to enjoy having her in my arms. It was a rare feeling to wake up with a warm body next to me and not panic. I didn’t feel the immediate urge to flee. I wasn’t worried that a picture of my cock and a review of my sexual performance had made it to some fan site on the internet.
Summer wasn’t a celebrity chaser or a groupie who’d had sex with most of my friends. She chose to be with me, not the fame or rock star. And I’d gotten to know her. I’d spent time with and I actually enjoyed talking to her, teasing her, and just spending the day with her.
Based on her appearance, I’d initially thought that she was a bitch. Then, she’d been so sassy with me. In reality, she was a sweet girl. She genuinely cared about others. Behind the sass, she was shy, but once she got past her hang-ups, she didn’t hold back in the bedroom. She’d actually shattered in my hands, fallen apart under my tongue, and looked at me like I was a god. She was looking at me, not the rock star.
A twinge of guilt prodded me. She’d gotten hurt by men before and it had made her wary. Was I being selfish to fuck her? Would I end up another bloke on her list of arseholes who’d used her? What would happen when she found out that I’d hidden my real identity from her?
Every time she called out my nickname, Scotty, while my face was buried between her legs, I’d felt a stab of guilt. I wanted her to be screaming out my real name as I brought her to a state of bliss.
I’d gotten what I was after — to fuck her — maybe it was time to reveal the truth? How badly would she react? What would her parents think of me? After this weekend, we wouldn’t be together, so what did it matter, anyway?
I rubbed at my chest as I felt a weird, foreign sensation. Was it regret? Guilt? Or was it the fact that we wouldn’t see each other again bothering me? I really like her. Why did I have to walk away from that? What the bloody hell was going on with me?
Summer stirred in my arms. Her blue eyes popped open, and she gazed at me.
I grinned at her sleep-confused face. “Good morning, Sunshine.”
She tried to slide her leg out from mine, but I squeezed it, trapping it in place.
I arched an eyebrow. “You’re not going anywhere, sweetness.”
Her eyes darted around in panic. “I have to take a shower. I’m supposed to meet with my mom today. And you’re going out with my dad! Oh my God!”
I sighed. She was in full panic mode, so I let her leg go. Within seconds, she was pulling all that soft, warm flesh from me.
I watched her scramble out of bed. “Relax, we have plenty of time. I can order us some breakfast. We can eat in bed.”
She scampered behind the bathroom curtain. “Um, okay. Breakfast would be fine. Get me an omelet and some orange juice, please.”
She came out of the bathroom nook wrapped in a towel, hiding her delectable body. She dug through the dresser drawers, searching for clothes.
I sat up in bed. “Summer, are you okay?”
“Yeah, sure,” she answered off-handedly. “All good. I’m just going to jump in the shower before breakfast gets here.”
A few seconds later, she disappeared into the bathroom nook. I guess we weren’t going to eat in bed. Too bad, because I had an appetite and it wasn’t just for food.
I got up and put on a pair of sweatpants, ordered breakfast, and then tended to the wood-burning stove. I knew she couldn’t stay in the bathroom forever. The hot water didn’t last that long. Briefly, I thought about attempting to join her in the shower, but that probably wasn’t a good idea. She was too busy freaking out.
I needed to put her mind at ease and smooth over the awkward morning after. I wanted to dispel her fears, but I wasn’t sure how to, without leading her on.
The shower stopped. I kept expecting her to emerge, but time ticked on. What the hell was she doing in there? When she finally came out of the bathroom, she was fully dressed in gray leggings, a pink zip-up hoodie, and thick wool socks. She had no makeup on and her hair was pulled up in a bun. She looked adorable.
“Breakfast should be here in about 15 minutes,” I told her.
She walked straight up to me and placed her hands on my chest. Fuck, her hands on me felt good.
“That should be enough time,” she said cryptically.
“Enough time for what?”
Her hands swept across my pecs and then lowered onto my abs. I sucked in a breath as they traced even lower, catching the waistband of my sweatpants with her fingers. My cock thickened with arousal. What was she doing?
Slowly, she lowered my pants until they were around my ankles. My cock stood at attention. I hissed when she wrapped her fist around it.
“Sunshine?” The word came out raspy and hoarse with the lust squeezing my throat. She had sunk to her knees, her mouth only inches from my straining dick. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes and traced her tongue over her lip seductively.
