Page 36 of The Unexpected

“Are you coming?”

“I don’t want to overstep.”

Amelia reaches for my hand and I take it, letting her pull me toward her. “I’m not ready for the night to end just yet.”

“I see, and what did you have in mind?”

Her hands move slowly up my chest as she steps into me and presses her body against mine. My dick is hard already just from being around her and watching her naturally seductive movements, now it’s hard as stone in my pants.

Her breath hisses as she feels me against her belly. I try and ignore it, the last thing I want is to rush this and screw it up. Whatever is between us feels too important for that.

“Well, we could watch a movie. I have a crush on the lead actor from the latest action flick.”

My lips twitch as I settle my hands on her hips, my thumbs caressing the indents of her tiny waist. “Is that so?”

Her voice is breathy as she rises on tiptoes and I pull in her scent and feel my chest ache. I bend and nuzzle her neck behind her ear so I can get more of her intoxicating fragrance. My teeth nip her earlobe and she presses closer as she angles her head so I can get better access to a spot that makes her whimper.

“I hear he has a crush on someone, too.”

“Yeah?”

I kiss my way down her neck and then across her jaw, light brushes of my lips as I learn every spot that makes her body respond.

“Yeah. He has a thing for a hot scientist with killer legs and a smile that drives him crazy.”

“She sounds hot.”

Her hands play with the hair at the nape of my neck and I fight the full body shiver at her light touch. I swear this woman is a siren because I could come just from her touching me like this. “She’s so fucking hot, and the things I want to do to her….”

I lift my head, my eyes dropping to her lips as she flicks her tongue out and the air around us buzzes with electricity.

“Show me.”

I fight the silent battle between doing what is right and doing what she asked. I want to take it slow with her. Do things properly but with her looking at me like I’m her favorite candy, it’s impossible to resist her.

“Be sure, Amelia, because one taste of you won’t be enough.”

I murmur the last against her lips, waiting for her answer like I’m standing on the edge of a cliff, trying to decide whether I want to jump or not. She seems to wrestle with something for a second. I can’t help wondering if it’s Beck she’s thinking of, but instead of jealousy, I feel something else, something like lust power through my body.

“I want you.”

I don’t hesitate or give myself the chance to overthink, I just react, picking her up with my hands beneath her curvy ass and she locks her legs around my hips as she kisses my throat, her tongue licking over my Adam’s apple.

“Bedroom?”

She nods and I walk swiftly into the bedroom, which has now been decorated with her things. Soft pinks and greens that suit her fill the room as I toss her gently on the bed.

“Clothes off. I want to see all of you right now.”

“It’s been a while and I know I need to lose a bit of weight.”

I feel sucker punched by her words, anger whipping through me that she would even think that. “Who the fuck told you that you were anything but fucking perfect?”

I’m livid. I want to rip apart the asshole that suggested she might not be the utter goddess she is.

“My ex-boyfriend. It’s okay, I know I’m not as thin as…”

I press a finger to her lips. “Stop fucking talking.” I rest my forehead against hers and breathe through my anger.

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