Page 84 of The Ghost of You

She hooks a leg around my hip.

I push her sweater off her shoulders.

Her hands go under my shirt, caressing my back, rubbing up and down my abs. She pulls at the hem and before I can stop her, she has my shirt off.

I push her farther into the door as her hands move to the top of my jeans. I grab her wrists and pin them against the door. I want her but not right here.

She bites my lip and sucks it into her mouth with the slightest whimper.

I can smell her arousal and I want nothing more than to pick her up and take her to bed but I pull away. I need to get something off my chest first.

“We need to talk about Mason,” I say as I look into her lust-filled eyes.

She looks confused. “It was nothing. A date.”

The sight of her flushed skin is a turn on and this conversation is more difficult than I thought it would be. My fingers trace the deep V of her dress. “It’s bothering me. Carson told me you kissed him.”

She stands up straighter, her eyes softening. “Noah, that kiss meant nothing. I don’t even know why I kissed him back.”

“You were angry with me.”

She nods. “Yeah, I was but that doesn’t change anything. All I was thinking about was you the whole time. I’ve wanted you for longer than we’ve been friends. The first time I saw you when I moved in next door I was enamored. When Mason kissed me, I couldn’t help but think what your kiss would be like. His was—”

“I don’t want to know what it was like kissing my brother. I want to know what it was like kissing me instead.”

A smile curls up on her face. “Kissing you was like seeing stars for the first time. Trying to understand how something could be so breathtaking.”

I step closer to her, my hands sliding around her waist. “What else?”

She smirks. “Getting greedy?”

I nod.

“It was the first time in a long time that I felt like I could breathe again. That I could feel my heart beating in my chest. My body came alive for the first time in seven years when I kissed you, Noah. You are all I want.”

I believe her. Because I feel the same way. The moment my lips touched hers last night it was like being jolted awake from a deep sleep. My heart physically ached at the pain of feeling again.

I tighten my fingers around her waist as I dip my mouth to hers. I groan at her taste. At the way she nips at my mouth. At the way her hands roam my body like it belongs to her.

She is feisty and untamed. And I can’t wait for more.

She pulls away from me. Her hands toying with the button of my jeans. “Do you believe me? That you are all I want?”

“Yes.” I moan as her hand cups me hard.

A devilish smile appears on her face. “Good.”

I watch as she slides to her knees. Her hands making quick work of the zipper on my jeans. She pulls my jeans and my briefs down at the same time. My dick sticking straight up as her eyes take me in.

She licks the tip and I clench my fists, holding myself back from grabbing her head.

Her small hands grab my shaft as she starts to rub them up and down, her tongue making lazy circles at the head.

She looks up at me just as she takes me deep into the back of her throat. I grunt at the intensity, at the feel of her wet mouth on me.

She starts to hum a song and I lose it. The vibrations go straight to my balls and I get harder in her mouth. My hands fly into her hair, pulling her closer to my body, my dick going deeper into her throat.

I think she is going to pull away but her hands wrap around the backs of my thighs, drawing me in even more.

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