Page 20 of Scarred Heart

“Thank you.”Her fingers stroked mine as she took hold of the glass, and I knew.She was in this with me.She wanted this as much as I did.If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have come here, wouldn’t be looking at me the way she was, staring up at me with those big, shining eyes that held more truth than I’d ever seen anywhere else.

The air between us crackled when she turned to face me, swaying a little, leaning in.I lowered my head far enough to inhale the perfume in her hair, something sweet and floral with a hint of musk running underneath it.I needed that scent on my skin, on my pillows, all around me.

“What are we doing?”she asked, her voice faint.

“You tell me.”My mouth grazed the top of her head while the backs of my fingers ran up and down her bare arms, enticing her, making her shiver.

“This shouldn’t happen.”Her whisper was weak, though, and she didn’t lean away.No, she tipped her head back, hot breath fanning across my throat and making me shiver as her blue eyes met mine again.

I didn’t answer in words.I settled for taking the glass back and setting it on a table near the window before taking her face in my hands, soaking in the field of her silky skin.I did not go into this evening expecting this.I couldn’t have imagined wanting her this way.Not only her body but the undeniable rightness of being together.Had it always felt like this?Was I mature enough to understand it?

“Spencer…” Her eyes drifted shut, and a soft sigh eased its way from between her crimson lips.I had to taste them.I would die if I didn’t.

She held her breath, and so did I in that last electric moment until I closed the gap between past and present by claiming her mouth again.I only thought I remembered the thrill of those plump lips against mine, the triumph of making her melt against me.I savored her, explored her, in no hurry to bring this to an end.We had all night, and I planned on using every last minute.

Her hands slid up over my chest, leaving fire in their wake.They moved over my shoulders, up to the back of my head.My nerves sang and sizzled when her fingers ran through my hair and over my neck, her touch passionate and tender.By the time her lips parted and her tongue stroked mine, I was rigid, my cock demanding satisfaction.

I backed her against the window, pinning her with my body, her tits heaving against my chest as I took her wrists in my hands and lifted her arms, holding them over her head.She moaned softly into my mouth and arched her back, grazing my bottom lip with her teeth and rolling her hips to tease my obvious, raging erection.Considering the way she shuddered, it seemed more like she was teasing both of us, reminding herself of what was waiting.

I broke the kiss, and she gasped, head falling back against the glass while my mouth moved down the slim column of her neck.Her pulse fluttered under my tongue, and she moaned helplessly, the throaty sound bringing back a flood of memories that left me growling and panting.

I had to let go of her wrists when there was so much more to touch.My hands slid down her arms, then her sides, finally landing on her hips, allowing me to pull her closer to where I ached for her.Her knowing groan was the sweetest torment.

I needed to be inside this woman.

How had I gone so long without her?

Her back arched again, tits heaving, begging for attention which I gladly gave with my mouth while inching the end of her dress higher, bunching it around her waist.When she parted her thighs in a silent invitation, I almost exploded then and there.

“Touch me,” she begged in a desperate whisper while her heel ran up my thigh as she lifted her leg higher.She tilted her hips, determined to feel me against her.I wasted no time taking hold of her bare thigh, running my hand over her silkiness and stroking the curve of her ass, making us both gasp for air.

“You’re so fucking sexy,” I rasped against her tits, playing with her ass, making her squirm and writhe.Her breath came in short, ragged gasps that got louder when I found the center of her wet heat, probing her plump slit, my fingers gliding through her slick folds.

“Oh God,” she whispered, moving against me, demanding her pleasure.I barely breathed, hardly thought.I was helpless, consumed with feeling her, wanting while working her into a frenzy.“Yes… yes!”

Of all times for her fucking phone to ring on the other side of the room.I ignored it, driving two digits deep inside her, searching for her G-spot, determined to make her come before sinking my cock inside her.

“Wait… no, wait, please.”Her hands slapped my shoulders as she lifted me away from her half-covered chest with a groan.“I’m sorry, but that’s my sister’s ring.I need to take this.”

Fucking hell.My fingers slid from her, and she lowered her leg, adjusting her dress as she darted across the room.All I could do was lean against the window, breathless and frustrated, suspecting an opportunity had passed me by.Not if I had anything to say about it.I would not be refused, not with her juices coating my fingers and my cock ready to burst from behind my zipper.

“Hello?Everything okay?”Almost immediately, she gasped.“Are you sure?What happened?Tell me everything.”

One thing was for sure.She wasn’t faking for the sake of getting out of the situation.There was genuine strain in her voice when I turned around to find her standing stock-still in the middle of the room, eyes bulging.She was looking my way, but she didn’t see me.Not with that horrified look on her face.“He used my name?Did you see where he was from?I see.I’m on my way,” she barked out.“No, don’t do that.Just stay where you are, and I’ll come to you.If it happens again, call the police right away.I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

She was shaking as she ended the call, her hand falling to her side.“What happened?”I asked, watching her.

The question seemed to snap her out of her shock.“I have to go home.Now.” She grabbed her purse that she’d discarded on the sofa, and dropped her phone inside, touching her palm to her forehead.“Oh my God.Maybe I should’ve had her call the cops now.”

This wasn’t the time to worry about my untended erection, not when she looked as close to falling apart as I had ever seen her.“What happened?Tell me.”

In a shaky voice, she explained, “Somebody tried to break into my apartment.My sister is there.She fell asleep in the living room with the TV on.Maybe whoever it was thought the place was empty or everybody was asleep in their rooms.I don’t know.”

“Fuck.She should definitely have called the cops.But everything’s fine, right?”

“I think it’s something else.”She was already on her way to the door, and I followed, stopping short when she did to keep from crashing into her.“Shit.What am I thinking?I need a ride.”

Finally.Something I could do to help.“I can get you home.”

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