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“Because I have you.”
His simple but powerful words leave me speechless. He has me. He has me?
He waits for my brain to fully process what he’s saying. My hopes soar, but I’m too scared to ask the question burning a hole on my tongue.
“Ask me what that means, cupcake.” He smiles, patiently, kindly, and so full of love. It’s my favorite SJ smile.
No. He can’t. He doesn’t… but those words die on my lips when his crash into mine.
The first thing I feel is shock, quickly followed by elation and disbelief.
Holy hell, SJ is a good kisser. His lips move against mine flawlessly. They’re so full and tantalizing that I get lost in the feel of them. The push and pull between us is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
That all too familiar warmth I feel when I’m with him spreads through every nerve ending in my body. My fingertips and toes tingle with it, and my core tightens when that warmth turns into a fiery inferno.
I moan, loud and unapologetically. The noise spurs SJ on. Soon I find my feet dangling from the floor as SJ lifts me into his powerful arms and walks over to the wall behind us.
My back gently hits the solid surface, and I automatically arch my chest into his. My hands roam free and wild.
My dreams play out in real life, and I’m here for every damn minute of it. His kiss seems to swallow me whole, along with any apprehension about what we’re doing.
Who gives a shit if he’s my bodyguard?
Who cares if we’re supposed to just be friends?
Most of all, screw all of my fears of messing this up.
Because this is EVERYTHING.
Everything I’ve always wanted and all the things I never knew I needed.
SJ
Why have I fought this for so long?
Why have I tortured both of us?
She’s fucking perfect.
I groan when her legs wrap around my hips, squeezing hard enough to make my cock jump. My hand travels down to cradle the curve of her ass as I pull her warmth into me.
Our hands, lips, and bodies are a tangle of need, all fighting for dominance. When I walked out of the restaurant and saw those dead flowers, something in me snapped.
An insatiable need to protect Nora Reyes roared to life. I’ve never experienced something so all-consuming, so fucking raw. It demanded to be acknowledged.
Right after I felt the tightness in my chest snap, I felt something else entirely click into place. My vision became focused on her alone. In that moment, all the reasons I told myself I needed to stay away from her faded, and all I could see were the reasons to make her mine.
I break our connection to take a breath. We need to slow down. There’s so much we need to hash out, but right now, I can’t seem to think beyond her plump lips and full ass I’m still cradling in my hand.
“Why did you stop?” Nora asks drunkenly. Her eyes heavily blink, and her lips are swollen from the intensity of our kiss.
“We need to talk,” I finally force out. I’m so enamored with her I can barely think straight.
She playfully groans. “Ugh, not the dreaded ‘talk,’” she says with air quotes around talk.
I chuckle and spin, making sure she’s safely snuggled in my arms as I walk over to the bed. “It’s not bad, but we need to have it before this goes any further.”
I need to make sure we agree because this isn’t a one-time thing or a friends with benefits thing for me.
