Sinners On Tour 04 Wicked Beat by Olivia Cunning Page A

bargain.”
    Yeah, it was. “Just tell me what you want me to do.”
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    This arrangement between herself and Eric was perfect. He might be able to help her get over her fear of intercourse, and then she could go back to seducing Trey. Except Rebekah wasn’t sure if she was really interested in Trey anymore. He’d obviously left because she’d freaked out when she’d felt his cock against the opening of her vagina, and she had made him stop. Again. As hot and sexy as Trey was, she was feeling something more substantial for Eric. She wasn’t sure what it was yet. His excitement and enthusiasm made her feel beautiful. Wanted. Irresistible. And he was fun. And generous. And almost as spontaneous as she was. She liked him. It would probably wear off quickly—the topsy-turvy happiness he brought bubbling to the surface. This kind of overwhelming emotion never lasted. But while it did, they could certainly have a lot of fun together. And help each other with their sexual inadequacies at the same time.
    “Touch me, Eric,” she urged.
    “Where?”
    “Everywhere.”
    He used those wonderful, strong hands to awaken every inch of her skin.
    “Kiss me, Eric.”
    “Where?”
    “Everywhere.”
    “Can I turn on the light?” he asked, his lips against a sensitive spot just beneath her ear. “I want to look at you.”
    “If you want to.”
    He found the lamp on the side table and switched it on. They blinked at each other as their eyes adjusted to the glare. He smiled and touched her face. She turned her head slightly to kiss his bandaged thumb. “How’s your cut?’
    “It’s fine.”
    He didn’t move for a long moment. Just stared at her. Made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
    “Is this real?” he murmured.
    “It feels real.”
    She lifted a hand and toyed with the long lock of blue hair curling around his throat. “Are you really okay with this? I don’t want you to feel used.”
    “Why would I feel used?”
    “I make you touch me—”
    He covered her lips with his fingertips. “You’re not making me do anything. I want to touch you.”
    “But what do you get out of it?”
    “I get to be with you. That’s all I want.”
    Her heart melted. She didn’t know he had a sweet side. She added it to the growing list of things she adored about him.
    He grinned crookedly. “Plus, I already got one fantastic blow job and only have to wait two days for another.”
    She chuckled. Didn’t take long for him to cover up that sweet side. “I feel like I’m manipulating you, Eric.”
    “If that’s what you want to call it, fine with me. Please continue to manipulate me. I get off on it.”
    She hugged him and rubbed her nose against his collarbone. “If you ever want out of this bargain, promise you’ll tell me.”
    “I promise. You’ll do the same for me?”
    She nodded.
    “Good. Now stop worrying about this and tell me what you want me to do.”
    “I already told you. Kiss me.”
    “Everywhere?”
    She nodded.
    “Do you mind if I tell you how beautiful you are the entire time?”
    “I think I can live with that.”
    He kissed her lips, delighting them with a gentle suction. “These are the most succulent lips I’ve ever tasted,” he whispered. He stroked her hair with both hands as he kissed her again. “And they feel even better wrapped around my cock.” He dipped his tongue between them.
    She laughed. “You’re like Mr. Romance and Mr. Porn Star wrapped in one.”
    “Sorry. I have this bad habit of saying everything that pops into my head. I know it’s a total turnoff. I’ll try harder to stay quiet.”
    “Actually, I kinda like it.”
    He quirked an eyebrow at her. “You do?”
    She nodded.
    “You’re weird.”
    “You’re weird too,” she said defensively.
    “I guess that means we’re perfect for each other.” He stared into her eyes, challenging her to deny it.
    “I guess so,” she said.
    He smiled. She could feel his heart thudding against her chest.