Slide (Black Addiction #1) by T. Gephart Read Free Book Online

literally wanted to drink me into his soul, which is what it felt Rusty was trying to do.
    I wasn’t sure if we should be having sex or I should be swearing my allegiance to his lips, he was really that good. It wasn’t just his mouth, it was like his whole body was in on it. His hand wrapped my neck bringing my head closer as I laid on top of him, his fingers ever so slightly grazing my skin—it was most definitely a team effort, and I was happy to be their cheerleader.
    Any hesitation I’d had slowly faded away. It wasn’t even the alcohol, it was him. Something about him made me feel totally at ease. He wasn’t rushing me, pushing me to get naked. He was slow.
    Deliberate.
    Savoring me.
    The nerves and uncertainty disappeared as he took his time, every touch and caress either with his hands or lips, making me feel beautiful and wanted.
    Our kissing spectacular—not a lie, he was like Cirque du Soleil with that mouth—had moved from his couch into his bedroom. This was a very welcome development, and while we were still clothed—except for the T-shirt I’d made him lose earlier—we were definitely heading for some adult action. This was it. We were finally going to get busy. I was going to have sex with him. Please Lord, don’t let him have a small penis . Or at the very least, let him know what to do with it.
    “Hey.” He pulled his mouth from mine; that smile of his dazzling me. He totally must have had braces at some stage, no one’s teeth are that perfect.
    “Hey.” I giggled back wondering if it was too forward to ask him to take off his pants now. He had asked me what else he could show me, and there were things I really wanted to see.
    “You doing okay?” He brushed the hair out of my eyes.
    So. Freaking. Smooth.
    “Yes, yes. I am now.” The voice that floated out didn’t sound like it was mine. No, this voice sounded happier and a hell of a lot relaxed.
    “Good.” His lips moved back to my neck, they felt nice there, all warm and soft against my skin. It was heaven and I was so blissed out, which is the only reason I could possibly have said the next thing that came out of my mouth.
    “In the interest of full disclosure, I’ve seen you around. The bar wasn’t the first time.”
    “Yeah, I get that quite a bit. It’s okay.” His grin curled up at the edges. Almost like he’d been expecting it. My mind scrambled with a logical explanation. Oh God, please let him not have been on America’s Most Wanted.
    “Huh? What?”
    “I get recognized; the band thing. It doesn’t bother me.”
    “You’re in a band?”
    Whoa. Band?
    We had skipped past the so-what-do-you do conversation that usually happened before you swapped bodily fluids, so I had no idea what he did for a living. Musician wouldn’t have been my first guess, but I wasn’t sure there was a job that would be suitable to match his talents. His talents being that he was unbelievably gorgeous, but as far as I knew people didn’t get paid just for being hot. Even models had to strut down a runway or something. Musician? Well, at least he wasn’t a criminal; I suppressed the urge to cheer.
    “Isn’t that where you’ve seen me?” He eyed me, curiously waiting for an answer.
    In retrospect I should have just gone with that. It was so much less creepy than the truth. Yep, the band. That’s where I knew him. The big hole in my theory was I had no idea which band and what he even played. The truth seemed like my only option. Well, the only one I could work with in my currently frazzled state.
    “Err. No?” It hadn’t meant to sound like a question but that’s exactly how it squeaked out of my mouth.
    “Well now, you have to tell me.” His interest looked piqued. It was more conversation than I wanted to be having to be honest. I was more concerned about getting back to the kissing we’d been doing before. I wanted to cry. No, seriously he was just about to touch my ass, and the bulge in his pants felt substantial. He