Page 29 of Tempted
“Okay?” I raise a surprised brow. “That’s allyou’re going to say?”
“What do you want me to say? You were indanger, and you took care of it.”
“It doesn’t bother you?”
“I’m not saying it doesn’t, but…you’re safe.That’s all that matters.”
It’s like the weight of the world has beenlifted from my shoulders. All the shit that was dragging me downbefore I got here seems light-years away. I’ve certainly never doneanything in my life to deserve a woman like this, but here she is.Everyone needs someone who can handle their dark side. I’m as darkas they come and she’s handling it like a champ. There’s only onething to do when you find a woman like her – you keep her.Nodoubt about it. I’m going to make her my woman. She’s mine.
“Come here.”
She eagerly presses her lips to mine. I pullon the knot holding her robe together and push the sides apart. Shelets out a little whimper as my tongue touches hers.God, I’venever tasted anything sweeter than these lips.I could kiss herall day, every day, and tell the world to fuck off. I slide myhands up her thighs and she quivers. Her skin is like the finestsilk; I just want to touch every inch of her. I think back toyesterday and the sensation I got from feeling her coming under me.I can’t wait for the day she comes around me when I’m deep insideher.
She pulls away and rests her forehead onmine, her breaths coming in little puffs.
“I have…a favor to ask you.”
“Anything,” I say, while trying to bring herlips back to mine.
“Next weekend is Chrissy’s birthday.”
She whimpers when I snag her bottom lip andpull on it.
“Could you just stop for a second?” Shemoans.
“Okay, okay.”
I stare at her lips, swollen from my kisses,and make small circles on her thighs with my thumbs. Her eyes glazeover.
“You’re…you’re distracting me.”
“Chrissy’s birthday?”
“Oh…she…she wants to go dancing.”
“Mmhmm.”
I trail my nose up her neck, inhaling hersweet scent. “You smell good…like…cinnamon and apples.”
She shivers, her head falling back as I kissalong her carotid. Her thighs tremble underneath my fingers as sheslides hers through my hair.
“Dios…”
I chuckle against her skin. Despite the factthat my dick is trying to burst through my jeans, I can’t help butfind it funny how easily distracted she is.
“Dancing, baby doll.”
“Mmhmm…at your club.”
“Okay.”
She pulls my head back by my hair and shakesher head as if to clear her thoughts.
“I was hoping you could get me in…since,technically, I’m not eighteen yet.”
“That’s all?”
“Yeah. What did you think I was going to askfor?”
