Page 93 of Nodus Tollens
My throat clogged, my cheeks flared, and a haze of excitement engulfed me. I wanted both, but would that be too greedy for me to ask? Then, as if he knew what I was thinking, he shook his head with a mischievous laugh.
“Um… whatever…whatever you want to do is fine with me.” I squeaked.
“You sure?” He lifted a brow in question and slowly pushed himself off the bed. I almost reached out for him, but when he reached his palm out for me to grab, I willingly placed my palm into his.
“Yes.” I nodded as he pulled me up into a sitting position. “But why am I sitting up now? Shouldn’t I be lying down with you or something?”
God, I sounded like an idiot.
Chuckling, he held out both hands now and signaled for me to lift my arms. “I need to get you comfortable first.”
Oh... He wanted my hoodie off.
As I started to lift my arms for him, I suddenly remembered I didn’t have a bra on, and I froze.
“You okay?” His brows dipped in question as uncertainty washed over me. Was I ready for him to see me naked?
“I don’t have anything under this…” I mumbled shyly.
“Oh…” His eyes went wide, and then, on a choked cough, he pulled back his hands slowly as if the thought of seeing my breasts made him nervous, too. “If you don’t want your hoodie off, that’s okay. I can still, you know, do what I need to do with it on.”
“No.” The words flew out sharper than intended, causing a smirk to light up across his face. “I mean, I want you to…take it off. I’m just nervous about you seeing me so… undressed.”
His stare went soft as soon as I confessed my apprehension. By now, he had to be used to it. But despite everything, he never made me feel ashamed or embarrassed by having the feelings and emotions I did. If anything, he made me feel empowered. Not so guilt-ridden, either.
He stood silent beside me for a few seconds before pressing a knee onto my bed and slowly bringing the other leg over so he was now straddling me. His movements were practiced, almost like he’d done this a million other times. Although a burst of jealousy struck me, it was soon replaced with breathlessness as he brought his hands down to the bottom of my shirt and clasped his fingers onto the fabric.
“You’re beautiful, Blue.” His hesitant eyes held mine as he whispered. “And I have no doubt in my mind that every square inch of you is just as breathtaking.”
Then, ever so slowly, he began to pull up on my hoodie. Never taking his eyes away from mine, I raised my arms up and let him strip me bare. Nothing was said as he yanked it up past my stomach and then leisurely tugged it over my now pebbled nipples, causing a sharp intake of breath to escape from him. His reaction made a whirl of flutters appear in my belly, and when he had finally dragged it off the rest of the way, he gently threw it onto the ground beside the bed.
“Jesus…” He swore under his breath as he leaned back slightly to take me all in. Chest heaving, I let his stare roam freely. He looked intimidated as his eyes licked over my plump handfuls, and for once, I didn’t feel so anxious. I liked how his gaze heated as a drop of sweat clung to his forehead. “Will you let me put my mouth on them, Blue? Just a taste?” He begged as his now-hooded eyes swept their way up my neck and collided with my hazed-filled stare.
Everything ceased.
My mouth dropped, and with a slight nod of my head, I let out a faint whimper.
Grinning, he gave me a brief glimpse of his dimples and shuffled himself backward.
“Lie back, baby.” The husky demand crowded the air around us and had me following his order almost instantly.
Elbows planted beside me, I lowered down until my back was pressed firmly onto the bed, and my hair fanned out around my pillow like a halo. No longer apprehensive, I clutched onto my comforter, waiting for him to attack. My nipples went rock hard in anticipation, and my heart galloped like a V8 engine.
A soft caress against my knee had me jumping, but when I felt the bed dip on both sides of me, I tensed up. Hayes started to crawl up my body, hovering just enough over me that when I peered down, I saw his lust-filled gaze mapping out my body. Hands skimming my legs, my waist, he left no part untouched. Then, as if he could feel my eyes on him, his head slowly tilted upward and captured mine. No words were exchanged. Nothing but deep, euphoric breaths filled the quiet room.
I craved to reach out and brush back the blonde strands that fell over his head, but before I could, he began to lower his head.
Slowly.
Unhurried, all while staring into my eyes.
His lids fluttered closed. Then, in slow motion, his mouth descended onto my stomach. Lips wet, tongue out, he gave me my first kiss somewhere other than my mouth.
And, my god, I wanted more.
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