Page 23 of The One You Chose

“It can wait.” She pulled my face to hers. Her kiss as demanding as the lust thrumming through me. I needed more. My mouth left hers and she gasped in air as my lips traveled down her neck. Tilting her head to the side to give me better access, my teeth scraping against the soft flesh of her throat. “Where’s your place?”

“Just up the hill, by the brewery.” My words muffled by her skin.

“Take me home. Take me to bed.” I pulled away to stare down at her, then took her hand and lead her out the alleyway and into the bustling holiday crowd.

The key got stuck in the lock, and I had to jiggle it several times to get the door opened. All the while, Lina was kissing my neck, running her hand down my chest, pushing her curves against my body. Once the door swung open, we tumbled in. Scarves and hats flung on the floor as I walked her back into the bedroom. Lina’s boots ended up resting beside a box labeled “dishes and shit” and my coat flung upside down on a half-assembled desk.

Lina’s knees hit the bed, and I steadied her. Stepping back, I gripped the bottom of her sweater, dragging it over her head. My shirt was on the ground somewhere between the hallway and bedroom. My fingers gripped the zipper of her jeans and she nodded at the question in my eyes. The sound of the zipper teeth loud beside our heavy breaths, she kicked the jeans off her legs. As I watched her, I pulled off my jeans. Her eyes on me, Lina reached behind her back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall down between us.

My eyes raked over her body. I liked what I saw. Reaching out I ran a finger over her collarbone, her skin warm under my touch. “So many nights I’ve thought that you couldn’t be this perfect, that I made it up in my head, but you look even better than I remembered. You are spectacular.” Tracing a line down her bare skin from her collarbone to the swell of her breast, I watched my hand.

Reaching forward, her fingers traveled down my chest to the spot above my hips. “If we could have remembered it, it would have hurt that much more.”

“I’m never forgetting this moment. Your skin under my fingers and the way your body is reacting to me. For as long as I live, I’ll never forget this.” I stepped closer and together we fell back onto the bed. I could feel every part of her softness as her hips came up to meet me. “Tell me you want this as much as I do.”

She cupped her hand around the back of my neck, holding my face still. “I want it more. I want it all.”

My lips descended on hers and I showed her how much I wanted her.

fifteen

Whose Arms Will Hold you

Lina

Hisfingersonmyskin sent sparks through my body. Heavy on top of me as he kissed me, his tongue urging into my mouth. All over my body felt scorched from him. He both soothed the ache deep inside me and set me aflame.

His mouth left mine as he trailed down my throat, the cold air delicious against the wetness of his kiss. His teeth scraped the sensitive skin of my collarbone. Pulling up slightly, one of his hands cupped my breast. I looked down to watch as his thumb rubbed a circle against my nipple.

“How are you this perfect?” he asked, his voice so soft I wondered if he meant the question for me or himself. He glanced up at me, his warm brown eyes on mine. “Look how you fit me. Do you feel this too?”

If I had never met him, I wouldn’t have known how good this would feel. Blissful ignorance to this level of passion and heat.

I nodded at him. “Yes, I feel it.”

His gaze settled on my breasts, watching the flush under his touch. “This is crazy, I barely know you but this, you--”

His mouth closed over my nipple, his words dying on his tongue. I arched beneath him as he teased and sucked. With his other hand he pushed my underwear down, his finger grazing a circle around my clit.

“Jesus, you are so wet.” He parted my folds as his thumb worked my clit and then his fingers were inside me, sliding against my walls.

My fingers clutched the back of his neck as he moved inside me. I was going to come from his fingers alone. I couldn’t even do that to myself, but he was going to do it for me. He worked me over, his pace never lessening. I squirmed against his hand, needing more of him while crying out,right there, yes, more, yes, right there.

All the while I was barreling closer to climax he watched my face, a smile playing at his lips. Throwing my head back, my hands scrambled for purchase on his back, my short nails scratching him as I crested.

“That’s it.” He coaxed. “Come all over my hand.”

Gripping his shoulders I felt myself fall apart. His fingers moving inside me, draining every drop of pleasure from me.

Resting my head on his shoulder, my arms loosened from their grip around him. He moved back to my mouth, his kisses reverent on me.

“Before we go any further, I want to be very clear. I want you to stay the night. I want to make you breakfast in the morning and I want your number in my phone and your picture as my lock screen. Do you understand?”

Opening my eyes, I nodded at him, surprised by the wetness that was threatening to overflow in my eyes. Swallowing down the sudden burst of emotion in my throat, I stroked his cheek. “I want that too. I want you.”

With my words, he kissed me again. His hands coming down to grip my ass and pull me around him. I heard the crinkle of a wrapper and then he was between my thighs. I grabbed his ass, pulling him inside me. Wrapping my legs around him, he thrust inside me, filling me up. Gasping at the sensation of him, my eyes snapped open to find him looking down at me. A small smile ticked up on his face as he moved inside me. The dimple on the left side of his cheek deepening. I remembered the first time I saw that dimple. Bringing my hand up, I cupped his cheek, the dimple resting beneath my thumb. This is what I wanted that night. Our eyes on each other, his hands on my body, feeling him inside me.

“This is perfect, you feel so good,” he murmured against my skin as we moved together, edging closer and closer and then falling together.

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