Page 6 of Love Bites
They stared some more, neither one of them moving until the glass doors of the hotel opened. Ignacio’s hands grabbed her arms and tugged her away so they weren’t blocking those who wanted to get through.
It was in that touch that he knew with visceral surety just what Katheryn was.
A maelstrom raged inside his body. His heart. His mind. His fucking soul went haywire at her proximity. It was like something inside him had clicked into place, a missing piece of him that was finally… complete.
He’d pulled her close enough that he had no doubt she could feel one of two things: either his heart pounding against her chest or his dick pressed against her stomach.
Her palms slid up his chest, as if she couldn’t help but touch him. He saw a flash of indecision in her bright eyes that he understood. He didn’t understand this either, this want burning inside him.
All he knew was that he had to have her.
“Katheryn.” His breath fanned across her lips. “I—” He gulped. “I’m glad you got lost—”
“I wasn’t lost,” she snapped, pushing against his chest and herself away in the process. He missed her as soon as she was out of his grasp. “I just had a little disagreement with the map… and street names… and distinguishing left from right.”
He chuckled. Sassy. Temperamental. Sweet.
She was perfect.
And I’m going to make her mine.
5
Something was happening. Something Katheryn didn’t particularly understand. She put down the shaking of her body, the pounding of her heart, and every single sensation Ignacio provoked inside her to nerves.
That’s what it was. Just nerves. Because he was hot, and the intensity in his honey-yellow eyes was almost primal. Like he was devouring her very soul with just a glance.
Katheryn should have been afraid of him, he was virtually a stranger that she knew nothing about and while he’d been respectful the whole time, he touched her. Pulled her close. She’d felt his dick against her stomach for God’s sakes. But when she tried to muster the fear, it wouldn’t come.
Her gut was telling her he was kind, that he could be trusted. That was the only reason she let him get so close. It was the only reason she sighed as he reached out a hand to trail the backs of knuckles across her face instead of pushing him away.
“Next time you’re ‘not lost,’” he began, his slightly accented voice hoarse with desire, “call me and we could be ‘not lost’ together.”
Katheryn didn’t trust herself to speak. Instead, she nodded as she swallowed. He smiled then held out the hand that touched her, one eyebrow raised. She almost felt sad when he let go because she had gone cold all over.
“Phone?” he prompted.
“Oh. Right.” She dug into her purse and pulled out her phone, turning it on. She waited a moment until it loaded. When it did, he rattled off his phone number which she saved then turned off the device again.
His smile was sinful. “Sweet dreams, Katheryn.” Then he was gone.
Katheryn was all too aware of the pounding of her heart as she slipped into the hotel and made her way to her room. Once inside, she leaned against the polished wood, fighting to steady the rapid beat of her heart. What was going on with her? She had no idea who this stranger was, yet he seemed to have such a frenetic effect on her.
She couldn’t help but wonder about him, to want to know more.
I don’t think I’m done with Ignacio yet.
She went to bed and dreamt of him.
6
“Katheryn,” he whispered, stroking the side of her face with the back of his fingers. This time, she welcomed the heat his touch provoked. It was sensual, pure euphoria. She leaned into it, intohim, closer, but she was afraid she could never be close enough. “You are so beautiful.”
Her insides melted. She tingled all over, and she relished in it, in the new feelings coursing through her. Was it possible for her to be all too aware of a man she didn’t even know? She didn’t think it mattered too much because at that moment, all she could do wasfeel. And she felt every inch of him pressed against her body.
“So are you,” she whispered then blushed. When she was nervous, stupid things escaped from her lips. But he only laughed.
“I am glad you think so.” His hand cupped her cheek, thumb gently stroking her flesh. His face bent down, inching closer to her until he was only a breath away. She held her own breath and waited.
