Impossible Girl (Sexy Nerd Boys #2.5) (7 page)

Now that Remy knows about Maya I feel like a weight has lifted. She looked too excited at the idea of meeting Maya. If I hadn’t already been falling for this girl, I would be now.

I wrap one arm around her shoulder and pull her against me. Remy snuggles into the crook of my arm like she was made to fit there.

“Go on a date with me.”

Remy sighs and I hold my breath.
Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes
.

“No...but, please don’t stop asking,” She whispers the second part as though she’s afraid to say it out loud.

“I won’t,” I promise, dropping a gentle kiss on her temple.

“Daddy! You’re coming tomorrow,” Maya squeals excitedly as soon as my face appears on her screen.

“That’s right princess,” I chuckle, warmth filling my chest. I can’t wait until I can bring Maya to live with me. I hate only seeing her every other weekend.

“How are you doing sweetheart?” My mama asks from behind Maya.

“Good ma. I wanted to tell you something,” I admit with a blush.

I don’t really talk to my mama about women. Let’s face it, there hasn’t been anyone worth mentioning...until now. Her eyebrows go up as she waits to hear what it is I have to tell her.

“I’m going to bring a friend with me to see Maya this weekend. She’s been asking to meet her ever since I told her about Maya a few weeks ago.” I explain. Remy and I have been hanging out regularly over the past few weeks. I’ve asked her on a date no less than a dozen times, and I can definitely see her resolve waning. And when I invited her to meet Maya this weekend, she seemed genuinely eager.

My mama gives me a knowing smile and Maya starts to jump up and down with excitement.

“A girlfriend?” Mama asks, doing her best to contain the excitement in her voice.

I laugh and shake my head.

“No. Although, it’s not for lack of trying on my part. She’s just a friend.”

“She must be special if you’re bringing her to meet Maya.”

“She is,” I admit and then clear my throat to dislodge the lump forming there. “Is it okay with you princess if I bring a friend of mine to meet you?”

Maya considers this for several seconds before giving me a toothy grin.

“Okay, but, tell her she has to play in the sprinkler with me.”

“I think it’s a little too cold for the sprinkler now baby, it’s October,” I explain gently. Maya sticks out her bottom lip in a pout. “We’ll do something fun, I promise.”

“Okay, see you tomorrow Daddy!”

I awake with a groan as I glare at my alarm clock. I was having a steamy dream about Dex and my stupid alarm clock ruined it at the best part. Now I feel all tightly wound, my body pleading for release.

I close my eyes and picture Dex’s soulful eyes, imagine running my hands through his thick mane as I press my lips to his. I crave the feel of his strong arms around me. I roll over and reach into my dresser drawer for my trusty battery-operated boyfriend. Nikki had named my pink vibrator Edwardo a few years ago. She often joked that Edwardo was the only man in my life who I was willing to have sex with on a regular basis. If only she knew.

I switch my vibrator on and think about Dex again as I start teasing my already peaked nipples with Edwardo, imagining Dex taking my pink nipple in his mouth and sucking hard. I feel the rush of heat between my legs and move Edwardo where I’m aching. I picture Dex’s strong hand exploring between my legs, teasing mercilessly before thrusting his fingers inside of me. I arch my back and thrust against Edwardo, crying out Dex’s name as ripples of pleasure rip through me.

I sigh as I turn my little buddy off and drop him in my bed. It’s weird, but for once a self-induced orgasm just isn’t really cutting it. Granted, I’m more relaxed, but something feels like it’s missing.

I glance at my clock again and realize I have a few hours before Dex shows up for our weekend at his mom’s house. I can’t believe he’s going to let me meet his daughter. My stomach flutters violently. I hope Maya likes me. I got her a stuffed horse (because Dex said she loves horses) and a coloring book. Yes, I know I’m trying to buy her love.

Since I have a few hours to spare, I decide that coffee, a shower, and then some painting is just the thing to help me relax before Dex shows up.

I blink hard and roll my shoulders trying to work a kink out of my neck. I take a step back and tilt my head to decide how I feel about the watercolor of orchids I’ve been working on.

“I think it’s amazing.” The deep voice causes me to nearly jump out of my skin. I whip around to find Dex lounging casually on my bed.

“You scared the hell out of me. How long have you been there?” I ask, putting one hand on my chest. I wait in vain for my heart rate to return to normal. Dex chuckles, the deep sound giving me goose bumps.

“About an hour. Your door was unlocked and you were extremely focused. It was amazing to watch you while you were ‘in the zone’ like that.”

“You walked into my house and sat there watching me like a creep for an hour?” I tease, trying to hide my smile.

“Guilty.”

I glance over at the clock and realize we’re supposed to be leaving to go visit Maya and Dex’s mom in twenty minutes.

“Oh crap, I’m sorry, we’re supposed to be leaving. Let me throw a few things in an overnight bag and I’ll be ready to go.”

I flop back on Remy’s bed to wait for her to get ready. I’m surrounded by her intoxicating smell of apples and cinnamon, and a scent that is distinctly Remy. I stretch my arms and bump something hard in her sheets. Curious, I untangle whatever is in her bedsheets. I am immediately mortified and aroused to find myself holding a hot pink vibrator. It’s at that moment that Remy steps into the bedroom and catches me holding her sex toy I feel my face flame and she starts to laugh.

“You should see your face right now.” she takes the vibrator from me and places it in the top drawer of her dresser. I’m not sure if I should feel turned on or threatened by the fact that she obviously is no stranger to ‘taking care of things’ herself.

“Are you totally freaked out right now?”

“No, not freaked out.”

Freaked out? No. Painfully hard? Hell yes.

She crawls on to the bed next to me, her eyes flashing seductively as she bites her bottom lip.

“I thought about you when I got myself off this morning.”

Just like that, all of the reasons I’ve kept her at a distance are forgotten as I reach out for her and pull her against me. Our faces are inches apart and we’re both breathing hard. Her eyes dart to my lips as she awaits my next move. The last time that we kissed, there were fireworks. I’m smart enough to realize that if we go there again in her bed, with this particular conversation hanging between us there is no way I’m going to stop at a kiss. Just as I start to second guess myself, she lets out a frustrated groan and crashes her lips into mine.

Her lips are soft and oh so fucking sweet. Her tongue darts out and runs along my bottom lip before slipping into my mouth, deepening the kiss. I moan into her mouth, rolling her onto her back so that I’m positioned over her. Slipping my hand under her shirt, I feel her delicate skin against my fingertips for the first time. I can’t help straining against my pants or resist rolling my hips against her hot center, causing us both to gasp in pleasure.

I slide my hands further up her shirt and brush against the lower swell of her breast. Of course she’s not wearing a bra. This woman must be trying to kill me. She pulls back from the kiss to pull her shirt over her head. I gaze down at her perfection. Her skin is a light caramel color. I’m desperate for a taste.

Her tits are small but oh so perfect on her petite frame, her nipples perked up, begging to be sucked. I know I should stop but my lust-filled brain is having a difficult time coming up with all of my brilliant reasons for not sleeping with her until now. Not to mention, Remy is giving me a big green light, looking up at me through her hooded eyes which beg me not to stop.

I capture her taut pink nipple between my teeth and she cries out with pleasure, arching up to meet my mouth. I tug gently with my teeth, then suck her deeply into my mouth.

“Holy fuck Dex, I think you could make me come just doing that all day,” Remy gasps as she squirms against me, hungry to feel more. “Please take your shirt off. I want to feel your skin against mine.”

I obey, pulling my shirt over my head and tossing it onto the floor. Her gaze roams over my body appreciatively and she bites her bottom lip. Finally, I can do the thing I’ve been dying to do since the first time I watched her chew on that bottom lip. I use my thumb to free her captive, then kiss that poor, abused lip. My heart swells and stutters. I can’t take advantage of her like all the other guys have.

“Please touch me,” she pleads.

Well, I suppose that doesn’t mean I can’t do something for her. I pepper little kisses along her jaw and down her neck causing her to giggle.

“That tickles.”

I move my hand down and grasp one of her nipple between my fingers and then lavish my tongue over the other taut peak. Her giggling turns into desperate moans. I work my way down her stomach alternating between kissing and nipping her skin. I unbutton her jeans and slide them down her hips. Mother of god, she’s not wearing any underwear either.

“Why aren’t you wearing underwear?” I ask with excited curiosity.

“I hate wearing underwear,” she informs me with a devilish glint in her eye. Great, as if I didn’t have a constant hard-on around her already.

I finish stripping her pants off and then take a minute to let the sight of her naked body sink in. She gazes up at me and I want to remember the look in her eyes for the rest of my life. I had been with my share of women back in the day but none of them had ever made me feel like this. Looking at her sexy and vulnerable beneath me I know I would do absolutely anything for this beautiful, insecure, sexy, sweet woman.

“I’m going to make you come darlin’.”

She nods her head and her eyes fall closed.

“No, look at me while I touch you. I want to see you when you come.”

I spread her legs and I swear my mouth actually waters like I’m a starving man at a buffet. I nip at the sensitive skin on the inside of her upper thigh and she tangles her fingers in my hair urging me on. I place my index finger into her wet folds and stroke her slowly. As if I’d pressed a button, her legs fall open further, welcoming me in. God that’s so hot. Most women feel self-conscious when you get up close and personal. But Remy moans louder and, if possible, gets even more soaked for me. I slip my finger inside of her and she clutches the blankets in her fists and cries out, throwing her head back.

“Watch me baby.”

As soon as our eyes meet I take her swollen clit between my teeth and suck it hard. I swirl my tongue along her sensitive nub while inserting a second finger into her tight, throbbing sex. She thrusts against my hand and mouth and I start to feel her inner muscles tighten around my fingers.
That’s right baby, ride my mouth
.

“Oh, god Dex. Yes. Yes!” She squirms and writhes and screams until the last of the spasms subside. I pull my fingers out and lick the taste of her off of them, savoring every drop.

“Dex, that was...unbelievable.” She snuggles against my bare chest with a contented smile on her lips.

“Does that mean you’ll be breaking up with your vibrator?” I ask, running my fingers through her long, silky hair.

“If you promise to keep orgasms like that coming, then absolutely.”

I pull her tightly against me and place a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Give me just a second to recover cowboy and then it’s your turn,” she says tracing circles on my chest with her index finger.

“That’s okay darlin’, I wanted to do that for you. I wasn’t expecting anything in return.”

A look of shock crosses her face. It’s obvious that she’s never been in a situation where a man cared about anything other than his own pleasure. That certainly solidifies my decision to keep this one all about her. I’ll take a long, cold shower later.

“Ask me again,” she says in a hushed voice. I don’t understand what she’s saying at first but then it hits me. My heart rate speeds up. Is she finally going to agree to a date with me? But is it because I gave her an orgasm? Is that what I want this relationship to start on?

“I want to darlin’, I really do, but…”

“It’s not because you just gave me a mind-blowing, earth-shattering, life-changing orgasm,” she clarifies. “No man has ever made me feel like I matter the way you do. I didn’t know that a man could want more than sex from me.” My heart breaks a little for her.

“Go on a date with me?”

“Yes.”

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. Forcing myself to play it cool, I take a deep breath and give her a chaste kiss on the top of her head.

“Alright darlin’ here’s the plan: you’re going to finish getting ready to head to Boulder with me, then I am going to take you on our first official date tomorrow after Maya goes to bed. How does that sound?”

“Perfect.” She smiles up at me and it takes all of the willpower I have to sit up and urge her to finish getting ready, rather than pick up where we left off.