The Rebound Guy by Jennifer Colgan Read Free Book Online Page A

by the urgency of Lauren’s movements as she thrust her hips against his, so did she. Yet, she wanted to talk.
    “I tried to call you—”
    Eric had never kissed a woman breathless before, but he gave it his best shot now. He claimed her mouth, plundering with his tongue. He nipped and sucked until they both broke away panting.
    “On the bed.” He issued the command without thinking. He wanted her and he wasn’t going to wait any longer. The dark, commanding tone in his voice surprised him, and he liked it. That was something else he’d never done before, been the boss in the bedroom. Nice guys, after all, let their women call the shots during sex.
    Lauren’s mouth dropped open in shock, but she obeyed with a hint of a smile. She crawled across the lavender bedspread and stretched out, writhing in anticipation as Eric circled the bed.
    He threw his shirt aside and unbuttoned his jeans, thinking wicked thoughts. Should he make this a fantasy game? Play the master to her sex slave? Or should he just jump on her and claim her like he needed to, without complicated foreplay?
    “Close your eyes.” The words came unbidden. Time to be bad.
    She complied eagerly, her luscious lips curved in a satisfied smirk.
    He bent over and kissed her, careful to keep from touching anything but her mouth. Then he moved his lips to the hollow of her throat, that sweet spot she liked so well on him. Finally he trailed kisses down between her breasts.
    She moaned encouragement and when she reached up to cup his head to her breasts, he grabbed her wrist and trapped her hand above her head.
     
    “Wait your turn,” he told her. She bit her lower lip and Eric almost lost it. That sexy little move made him so hard he almost couldn’t stand it. To combat the urge to pounce on her like a fevered jungle cat, he took a deep, slow breath. He had work to do. “You were going to dress up for me tonight, to please me?”
    “Yes.” The answer came in a fluttery sigh.
    “And last night, you took off your underwear so you’d be ready for me.”
    “Yes.”
    “I like that. No. I love that. Just thinking about you standing on my doorstep with your panties in your purse, hot and wet for me, had me hard all day long.”
    She nodded and squeezed her eyes shut tight. Her little pink tongue slid over her lips in anticipation.
    “Are you ready for me now?”
    “Yes!”
    He placed one hand on her stomach, spreading his fingers wide so the tip of his thumb dipped into her navel. Beneath his hand, her muscles tensed. He brushed the tips of his fingers lightly over her skin and smiled as goose bumps rose in the wake of his touch.
    One at a time, he licked her nipples and blew a cool stream of air over each one just to see the pink skin of her areolas pucker and pebble.
    Gently, he spread her thighs and dipped his fingers into the moisture that coated her inner folds.
    “Hmm. You are ready.”
    “Eric!” A nervous giggle accompanied her cry of frustration and her eyelids fluttered.
    “Don’t peek! Keep your eyes closed tight and tell me what you think I’m doing.”
    “What?”
    “What am I doing? Where am I? You narrate as I get ready to take you. Each time you’re right, I’ll reward you.” Her sharp intake of breath froze him. Had he gone too far? He didn’t want to scare her. He just wanted to play and to show her she’d released the beast within, one who was never going to act like a puppy dog again.
    He let out his breath in relief when she grinned. “What happens if I’m wrong?”
    “I’ll…” He wanted to say “punish you”, but again he feared her reaction. This was Lauren, one of the good girls. How would she react if he threatened to spank her?
    “I’ll…tickle you.” Cop out , he berated himself.
    She squirmed playfully on the bed, her body sinuous and so, so sexy.
    Eric’s hands trembled as he unzipped his fly.
    “Ah…you’re opening your fly.”
    “Very good. That was a gimme.” He dipped one finger between her