Page 190 of Play of Love
"Gage I'll be fine, and trust me if I see anything strange I will be down that hall in seconds." I laughed.
"Don't just tell me that to make me feel better Evie. I'm being serious. You see something, or someone strange you come straight to me."
I had to laugh and shake my head. "What strange person will come into my room?"
"Exactly, so don't even question it just run."
I had to admit that I liked how protective he was of me, and that he'd literally get my whatever I wanted. I also liked his high opinion of me. It felt like he was doing his best to make up for the past. The past was something I hadn't thought about since ... well, honestly I hadn't since that night we walked around Rome.
This man who stood before me was new to me. Someone who'd captured my heart, which I thought solely belonged to music. Somewhere along the line, he'd made his way into my heart, and all I felt was him.
I moved closer to him, stood on my tiptoes and put my arms around him. "Thank you, Gage."
He held me to him, and when I pressed my head to his chest I could hear the rapid beat of his heart. Like everything about him, it sounded like music to my ears. When I looked up, he met my lips with a soft kiss that quickly intensified as my tongue stroked his. However, to my surprise, he stopped and pulled away.
"I can't." He looked worried and seemed to have a sense of caution about him I hadn't seen before.
I looked at him not quite understanding his rejection. "I'm sorry."
Had I done something wrong?
"No, no it's me whose sorry." He paused and looked at me, biting the inside of his lip. "When we're at the villa I can control myself better because my grandmother's in the house. Here..." his gaze intensified and his blue eyes turned a shade darker as he stared at me with desire brimming within them.
I understood immediately what he meant.
He pulled in a breath and continued. "Here, we're alone, and if I touch you one more time, I'll lose it. I... don't want to spoil this." He motioned from me to him and when he rested his hand at his heart something gripped at mine.
I thought I saw his heart reflected in his tender gaze and I wondered if he could see mine too.
"You couldn't spoil anything." I breathed.
"I can't risk it I. I want you to trust me and I know this thing between us happened really fast, but maybe the years before now was the slow part, and time was just waiting for us to find a way back to each other."
The beauty of his words reached into my soul as they cascaded over me. I wanted to believe that too. Ididbelieve it. How else could I explain the way I felt about him?
A soft smile lifted the corners of his mouth. "I don't want you to be scared, and I want you to feel the same way about me as I do about you."
"How's that?" I was desperate to know.
"I'm crazy about you I. Completely crazy." He didn't even hesitate to tell me.
I reached up and touched his face loving the feel of the smooth skin along his jawline, loving the feel of him and that I could be this way with him.
"I feel the same way about you Gage." I gazed into his eyes which sparkled on hearing that. "And I trust you, and I'm not scared anymore."
He gazed down at me, and I watched the heat return to his eyes. This time when he lowered to kiss me I held on to his shirt and kissed him back with the same need he showed me.
The kiss sang through my veins and sent the pit of my stomach into a wild swirl. It turned hungrier and greedier and soon it wasn't about the kiss. It was heightened with the fiery needs of possession, like soldering heat that joint metals together.
All I knew was that right now Gage was all I wanted, and a shudder of desire shot through my body at the thought of him. For the first time in my life I felt complete, like I had everything I could ever want.
His hot lips left a trail of fire as he moved from my lips and kissed down my neck. He kissed down to the edge of my shoulders and pulled the tiny, spaghetti straps down at the same time that his hands roamed intimately over my breasts. Blood pounded in my brain, leapt from my heart, and made my knees tremble.
When he swept me up into his arms and carried me to the bed, I lost my mind. There we tore at each other's clothes until he was just in his boxers and I was barely in my bra and panties.
I wanted to admire his perfect, amazing body some more with his impressive tattoos. I wanted to appreciate the beauty of him and savor the thought that he was mine, but he gave me that cheeky smile of his and pulled me even closer so he could finish taking off my bra.
I marveled at myself and my lack of awareness as my breasts spilled out, but realized it must have been because he'd already seen my naked.
