Unsurpassed by Charity Parkerson Page B

you expect more from me than anyone else ever has. I’m
calling you on it now. Take me inside and give me the entire list.” At his
commanding tone, she did as he bade. He followed her inside, closing the door
behind them. The lock clicking in place sounded unnaturally loud in the quiet
house.
    Drew made no move to touch her. Instead, he crossed his arms
over his chest and leaned his back against the inside the door. “I’m wait—”
    “Take your clothes off,” Aubree said interrupting him.
     
    Aubree was easily the most “both feet in” person he’d ever
met. Once she made up her mind, she pushed doubt aside and he could see it
written all over her face. This wasn’t her merely giving in. She would
challenge him to meet every boast he’d made. Straightening away from the door,
Drew watched her closely as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it
aside. Prowling toward her, he waited until the last second before veering to
the right and sitting on the edge of the couch. In the otherwise silent house,
he heard her indrawn breath. He kept his smile hidden as he untied his work boots.
Slipping them from his feet, he shoved them beneath the coffee table. As he stood
once more, he pulled his leather belt loose. Her eyes followed every move his
hands made. His cock reacted as if she boldly stroked it when he pushed his
jeans past his hips baring the rest of his body. She stepped closer.
    “I’ve been dying to know,” Aubree said, brushing her
fingertips along his hip. She sat on the coffee table, forcing him to turn in
her direction. Staring at the top of her head in a position he’d fantasized
about more than once caused his dick to weep. A drop of semen leaked from the
tip. Instead of doing what he hoped, she traced the lines of the word unsurpassed ,
which was tattooed between his navel and hip. “I’ve caught flashes of it
several times and it’s been killing me to know what it was.”
    Brushing her hair aside, he traced the line of her cheek.
“All you had to do was ask.”
    Ignoring his words, she trailed her fingers over his “v”
muscle. “I’m never sure what this spot right here is actually called, but it
makes me want to do this.” Leaning forward, she opened her mouth over the place
she’d pointed out. Something in his jaw popped as he called on every ounce of
his control.
    Panting, he answered her question. “It’s an oblique. You’re
a nurse. You should know this shit.” She chuckled as she followed the line of
muscle with her tongue until she was half an inch away from his shaft. “You’re
a cruel woman.”
    Aubree tilted her chin back meeting his eyes and the look of
unadulterated lust on her face almost broke him. He’d never been so tested in
his life. “I thought you expected a list of things I want from you.”
    “I do.”
    She buried her nails into the back of his thighs and urged
him forward. “I want you to let me have my way,” she said, as she took him between
her lips. His self-control lasted long enough for Aubree to tighten her throat
around his cock one time. Snatching her from the table, he tossed her over his
shoulder and strode toward the bedroom.
    “Next time,” he promised. She roared with laughter as he
tossed her onto the bed and began peeling off her clothes. She tried to help
but he pushed her hands aside. He’d been fantasizing about this moment and he
wouldn’t miss it. The moment he had her divested of her clothing, Drew froze,
standing over her, almost mesmerized by the sight of her bare skin.
    “You’re fucking amazing. I think I owe my mom a thank-you
card for the extra ten pounds you definitely do not need to lose.”
    Aubree snorted. “This might not be the best time to talk
about your mom.”
    Releasing a deep chuckle, Drew slid open the drawer of the
nightstand and pulled out a handful of condoms. Aubree’s eyebrows lifted. “I
don’t recall having those.”
    Drew tossed all but one on top of the stand as he taunted
her. “I have