Surrendering by Ahren Sanders Page B

were to sit around and watch a movie about male strippers by yourself?”
    “Yes.”
    “Well, don’t let me stop you. Let’s restart it.”
    I bite my lip. I’m already hot and worked up from him. There’s no way I can sit next to him during this movie. “Let’s choose something else.”
    “Why? Are you embarrassed?”
    I think about lying, but I don’t have it in me. I know my face is pink and I’m still biting my lips as I try to hide my obvious discomfort. “Yes, I think it would be awkward. Why don’t you pick something or we can talk some more.” Talking is the last thing I want to do, but I can’t tell him that I want to wrap myself around him again.
    He stares at me for a few minutes, not saying anything. The room gets hot and I know he knows what I’m thinking. He finally speaks, “Why don’t we watch something on TV, maybe an On-Demand series or something.”
    “Perfect! I’m going to grab a drink. You can pick. Would you like anything?”
    He shouts ‘beer’ as I walk into the other room. I have to calm my nerves before I go back in there.
    When I get back with our drinks, he’s settled in the middle of the sofa with the remote in hand. He chose “Modern Family.” “I thought we could start from the first one available and work our way through.”
    “Declan, it’ll take a while to get all the way through, maybe even weeks. That’s the whole last season.”
    “That’s what I’m counting on.” He grins up at me and I decide I love this plan.

     

Chapter 11

A Bunch of Firsts
    I feel a chill against my back as my legs shift. I’m in a daze, but realize I’m being lifted. I raise my head and see Declan carrying me towards my room. The last thing I remember is falling asleep against his chest while watching episode three of “Modern Family.” The TV is off and our drinks are gone. I also see the door is locked from the inside and the red light from the alarm is on.
    “Declan, the alarm is already set. Don’t you want me to walk you out?”
    “I’m not leaving yet. I thought I would stay a little while longer and sleep in one of the girls’ rooms.”
    I like his answer, but instantly start to panic about being under the same roof with him alone. All he has to do is give me a look and I’m gooey all over. I’m not confident with my own willpower. Even though I haven’t had sex, I still have physical needs and he’s testing them to their limits. I need to stop this now. “Sorry I fell asleep on you. I can walk to my room.”
    He stops midstride and looks down at me. He leans in a bit and, in the same motion, turns my whole body so I’m straddling him. He looks right into my eyes and lowers his gaze to my lips. I stare at his lip ring and lightly lick my lower lip. I can practically feel the ring biting into me as he devours my mouth.
    “Sparkle, if you keep fucking licking your lips, I won’t be responsible for how bruised they are tomorrow.”
    My belly flips and I feel tingling all the way to my toes. I continue to gape, but I find my voice. “I like your lip ring. It’s a complete turn on for me.”
    I’m not embarrassed at all; the chemistry I feel between us is mutual. He has me in his arms and I can feel his erection against my inner thigh. I move slightly and he hisses.
    “I’m going to take you into your bedroom now and I need you to promise me something. Promise me you’re going to help me with self-control. I only planned on laying you under the covers, but now I think I need a goodnight kiss. Can you help me with that?”
    I nod, but keep my eyes on his lip ring.
    He walks me into my room and lowers me to the bed gently, which means he has to bend all the way forward. He’s so close to my face that I can feel his breath on my mouth. I unhook my legs from around his waist and shift slightly. Without breaking our connection, he reaches over and turns on the bedside lamp, lightly illuminating us.
    He moves right back and settles his knees on the ground.