Page 53 of Blossoms of the Heart
She tamed the beast in me though. I was different when I was with her.
Maybe because I knew she couldn’t be mine, and I wanted her to be.
I didn’t know how I’d forgotten that. Or, rather suppressed the emotion for so long.
The soft bronze skin of the swells of her breasts taunted me. I watched in fascination as the two distinct points of her nipples hardened, pressing against the fabric on her bra and top. Those felt amazing last night.
I was an idiot to pass up the chance of looking, at the very least.
“Day two, Tai. In fact it’s morning.”
“And what a great morning it’s been.”
“You keep looking at my ass.”
“And your tits, don’t forget that.” I needed to kiss her again. The urge was killing me.
“You’re a perv and you’re so vulgar.”
“And yet, you like it.” She wanted me like this. Any other way and she wouldn’t like me.
“I think you’re an asshole.”
“Sure, but you like the asshole in me.” I pressed my hands to the flat of her stomach and ran my hands over her waist and down to the curve of her right hip.
“No.”
“Don’t lie.” I knew first-hand that was a bald-faced lie.
“I don’t like you.” Her voice shook a little.
That was another lie, a terrible one.
I had to laugh. “Really, Phoebe?
“Yes, lieutenant.”
God, she said it, and in that sexy slow way too.
I lowered to kiss her but she moved her face and my lips caught the smooth skin of her neck.
I placed a line of kisses along her neck and she giggled. She tried to pull away but I caught her, securing a grip to her tiny waist.
“I’m not doing this here with you.”
She was right. Any moment now one of the guys would walk in. We were right out in the open.
When I pulled her closer she moved away and swatted at my hands as I went for her breasts.
“You are crazy. You can’t do that.”
“Not like we haven’t gotten up close and personal before.”
“Are you talking about last night when you kissed me and rejected me like you tasted something bad?”
“No. I didn’t reject you.” No way in fuck was I going to allow her to believe that.
I stepped in again, cupping the side of her face with one hand and blocking her exit with the other, returning my palm to the wall.
