Page 75 of Forgotten Desires

He nods. “It is. Is it what you wanted?”

This man. This beautiful, sweet, caring man. I hate him for making another brick in my wall fall to the ground. I need that wall to keep myself from being hurt when this ends.

But what if that is the only brick I lose? I’m still safe here, behind my wall. I can let that one go, and let myself feel good for a bit. Instead of letting my brain go in circles any longer about whether he and I make sense or this is right, I walk straight to him. “No. I want this.”

His eyes widen in surprise as I basically charge him, my hands move to his neck, pulling him down, and I crush my lips to his.

It doesn’t take but a second before he catches on, and his strong arms wrap around me, pulling me against him.

Our lips part and he slides his tongue in my mouth as the kiss deepens. He spins me around, my back against the door as his warm, hard body leans against mine. Crew’s fingers dig into my hips, holding me tight against him.

I moan into his mouth, loving the way he tastes, smells, and everything he makes me feel.

One night.

One.

I move my hands down to the hem of his shirt and slide my fingers across his bare skin. His mouth leaves mine, panting for breath as he stares at me. “What are you doing?”

“Seducing you,” I say, although it should be obvious.

“Brynn . . .”

“I’m not emotional. I’m not feeling the effects of a wedding. I’m sane, sober, and not afraid.”

He brushes my hair back. “I don’t want you to regret this.”

“This is sex, Crew. This is two adults, who happen to be married and share a bed together, having one night.”

His lips quirk up. “One?”

“One.”

“So tomorrow we go back to the rules?”

“Yes, this is . . . I don’t know, but I won’t blame you for any of it, I’ll blame the donut.”

Goosebumps rise on my arms as he brushes his thumb against my lips. “One night isn’t going to be enough, and do you know why?”

I shake my head.

“Because I’m going to make it so fucking good you won’t be able to stop.”

I’m not going to lie, I’m slightly afraid of that, but I’ll cross that bridge when I get there. “You’re sure of that?”

His lips brush mine in an almost kiss. “I’m absolutely positive. However, you’re seducing me, so shouldn’t you make the assurances?”

I pull my lower lip between my teeth. “I’m not as confident as you are.”

Crew grins and then lifts me up, my legs wrap around his hips, and he carries me to the bed. “We’ll work on that.”

Our lips meet again, and I glide my fingers through his hair and then to his neck. His weight settles over me, holding me down, and I want to feel more of him. Those crystal blue eyes lock with mine, the emotions play like a movie and I can’t look away. He’s so beautiful, so perfect, so mine. Before I can think too hard, the warmth from his lips is on mine, sending waves of pleasure through my veins. Crew kisses my lips, my nose, my eyes, my cheeks, then down my chin and neck. I move my head to the side, giving him full access to every part of me.

“Crew,” I say his name softly.

I can feel his smile against my skin as his hands move down my body, pulling my shirt up.

“Higher?” Crew asks, his teeth grazing my neck.

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