Sometimes Brooke (The ALWAYS SOMETIMES NEVER Rock Star Romance Series Book 2) by Sierra Avalon

all wrapped up in their own conversations.
    “You’re already so wet,” he whispers as his fingers move over the thin material of my thong.
    Before I can stop him, he moves the thong out of the way and slips two fingers inside of me.
    “Shhh.” He tries to quiet me when I let out a low moan.
    For a few moments I let go and enjoy Leo fingering me while patrons around us enjoy the fine dining of the posh five star restaurant.
    Just as I come very close to climaxing Leo stops and gives me a sexy grin. “I’ll save the rest for later,” he whispers. “When I can slide my dick inside of you.”
    I can’t remember being so turned on in my entire life. I’m dizzy with desire. I want Leo inside of me so badly I ache.
    The remaining minutes we spend in the restaurant are a blur. All I can think about is having Leo inside of me again. His magical fingers, his tongue, his cock. I’m starving for him.
    Once we’re finally outside in the cool night air I take in a deep, calming breath.
    What are you doing? I chide myself. So much for turning over a new leaf. I’m right back to my old habits.
    Leo can’t seem to get into the car fast enough and after we’re both seat-belted in I place my hand on his. “Wait.”
    He turns to me. “What’s wrong?”
    “I’m not a slut. At least I don’t want to be anymore.”
    He frowns. “I never said you were a slut.”
    “You didn’t say I wasn’t either.”
    “I don’t get it.”
    “I want to be a different person.” I heave a sigh. “That’s not right. I want to be a better person. A better version of Brooke Rhodes. The version that isn’t a slut. The version that can actually go on a date and not fuck the guy afterwards.”
    “Any chance you can start that tomorrow?” He raises an eyebrow.
    I swat his arm. “That’s what I get after making my confession?”
    Now he’s the one who heaves a sigh. “I’d like to be a better person too. The type of guy a girl would want to spend more than one night with. But I’m also horny as hell.”
    “You can always fuck Raven,” I tell him, then immediately regret it. “I’m sorry.”
    “That’s not happening right now,” he admits. And it tugs on my heartstrings a bit that he actually sounds sad about it.
    “Is it possible for people like us just to go on a date like normal people? One that doesn’t include sex?”
    He laughs. That damn laugh again. It gets me all hot and bothered. How can I tell the guy not to laugh? That his laugh is like waving cheese in front of a hungry rat? His laugh is such a big part of who he is.
    “Sex is like the whipped cream and cherry on the ice cream sundae,” he says. “Ice cream is great. So is being on a date with you. But the whipped cream and cherry are what make it fantastic.”
    “Maybe we’d better make the first date an ice cream cone and save the sundaes for later.”
    “As long as you promise there will be more dates, Wild Child, I’m cool with that.”
    I gulp when I realize what I’ve done. I’ve made a promise that I’ll go out with him again. That we’ll actually be dating. And that there will be more .
    I’ve never done more before…

 
    Four
    Leo
    I keep running the tape of our date in my head. Everything about Brooke Rhodes drives me absolutely wild. It was even worth the major blue balls I’m now sporting just to hear her say she’ll go out with me again.
    Okay, she didn’t exactly agree to our next date yet, but she didn’t say no either, so I’m taking that as a yes.
    I know I had her really close to letting me in her room after I kissed her goodnight at her door. One more roam of her mouth with my tongue probably would have sealed the deal, but I promised I’d be a good boy and I always keep my promises.
    Even if I’m horny as hell.
    As I pass by one of the massive clocks on the wall I notice it’s only a little after ten. I have little doubt that Xander and Raven will still be awake.
    I’m shocked as shit when I turn the handle of our bedroom