Know Me (Truthful Lies Trilogy - Book One) by Rachel Dunning

Author:Rachel Dunning
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: college, brooklyn, nyc, new adult

-7-

Looking down at the can, I pretty much miss the fact that she moves out from behind the counter. I look up to see only a budget Frigidaire where she was a moment ago. Then I feel an unsteady hand on my sleeved arm—the tat sleeve.

She grabs it, looks at the inside. LIVE IN THE NOW. She traces it with her finger and it tickles like a mofo. It also makes me horny as a mofo. I put the empty can down and crush it a little, unwittingly. My mind’s not oblivious to the sex-talk we just had, before she so delicately started lighting fires on my pores with her bright purple nails, and now—

Oh. Holy. Christ.

Her tongue’s on my upper arm—the inside of it, on the W of NOW—and I almost hear the shudder as it courses down my head and back. I wanna grab her and rip her top off and take her pants off and wrap her in my arms and legs. I feel the Pepsi can crush even further under my grip and decide to let it go; at least it’s empty, lest we suddenly needed to get involved in some serious cleaning of her pine floors because of my agitated physical state!

Her tongue keeps dancing down my tat, down every letter, tracing lines on one of the most sensitive parts of the body. I hold myself back, because as much as I’d like to let my testosterone take her and push her up against this counter, what she’s doing is so unbelievably sincere and romantic that I realize I’d be a fool to do it. I realize it like an anchor to the head.

I grab the edge of the counter. When she gets to my wrist, I decide to get off the stool because I need to move! My legs thrum, my heart puts on boxing gloves and starts punching. I’m so fired up that the stool falls with a clang as I get off it.

It doesn’t faze her. She twirls and swirls with the most exquisite tongue I’ve ever come across in the entire universe. And I know that’s a hyperbole, but I’m in that ninth cloud you only read about, baby. Motherfuck!—I’m on number nine-thousand right now!

She eases herself back. Her back touches the counter. She tugs my arm so that my body presses against her.

And this is when she slides her hands against the back of my shirt. And presses her forehead to my chest.

The intimacy of it is like a sharp axe through my head.

I actually feel my heart skip a beat. Like, really—one beat. For goddamn real.

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