Page 43 of Whatever You Need

“Ew… no. That’s a line I don’t cross.”

He arched an eyebrow. “You do know that my tongue has been inside your mouth before, right?”

“It’s not the same,” I pointed out.

His grin sent my heart skipping, and I really wish he would stop doing that. “You’re right, because not only has my tongue been inside your mouth, but in your vag—” I covered his mouth with my palm before the word could escape. His shoulders vibrated with laughter.

“Stop. Your point has been made. I get it.”

He flipped me over on the mattress, his body hovered over mine. “Oh, you’re going to get it all right.” He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and I couldn’t help but notice the tenderness in his eyes. “Why does it feel like I can’t get enough of you? All I want to do is kiss you, touch you, and get lost in you.”

I parted my lips as he pressed a kiss to my mouth. No one has ever brought me this close to happiness before. With Marco, I could be myself. There were no empty words or hidden meanings. Everything with him was real and honest. I never experienced a kiss like this, one that made me feel so much without a single word spoken.

“You always say the perfect things,” I whispered against his mouth.

His warm gaze stared down at me. “That’s because it’s you.” He brought his lips back to mine, and I held on tight and kissed him. I kissed him for all the years I wouldn’t be able to. I kissed him for all the times I wouldn’t get to be with him. I kissed him, hoping to stop thinking about the pain that I was going to cause him.

When this was over, he would move on and give his heart to someone more deserving, and I would have to live with myself, knowing that no apology would ever get him back. So, for now, I would pretend he was mine, even though I knew our time together was running out.

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