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I shook my head, challenging him with my eyes.“More.”

He swore softly.“Girl, I’m falling so hard for you.”

I’d already fallen, but my pride wouldn’t allow me to admit it.Instead, I suppressed everything I wanted to tell him: I’ve never felt like this before, I’ve never wanted anyone more, I think about you all the time… I think you may bethe one.

“Don’t hold back, baby.Give it up for me.”

He made it so easy to let go.With other guys I’d been guarded in bed, always holding back, trying to maintain a modicum of control, but that wasn’t even possible with Taz.He demanded, I surrendered, and wanted to do it over and over again.

He knew exactly where to stroke, how much pressure to apply, what to say, and when to say it.It seemed he’d been given the playbook to my body, and he’d memorized it.

“Taz, I’m gonna…” He didn’t need me to tell him.He always knew.

“Yes, that’s it, angel.”He gripped my hips, driving into me hard and deep, while we reached the pinnacle together.“God, you feel incredible.”

I loved the sound of his raspy voice in intimate moments, knowing he’d share that incredible singing voice with millions of screaming fans, but those sexy confessions were mine alone.

Our eyes locked as he emptied inside of me, making me gasp.No condom.

“Jesus,” he pulled out quickly.“Grace, I can’t believe I?—”

“It’s okay.”I curled my hand around his bicep as he sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.“I’m on the pill.Besides it’s just as much my fault as it was yours.I got caught up in the moment too.”

He swore softly, rubbing his hands over his face.“I swore I’d never do to another woman what I did to Quinn’s mama.How can I still be so stupid and selfish all these years later?It’s like I haven’t matured at all.”

“Quit beating yourself up,” I said, kissing his shoulder as I sat beside him.“These things happen in the heat of the moment, babe.And I’m not some naïve nineteen-year-old girl with her first boyfriend.I know how to protect myself and?—”

“I swear to you,” his look was fierce when he said, “I would kill myself before I hurt you, or put you at risk.You’ve got to believe me.I’ve wrapped it with every other woman I’ve ever been with, except Quinn’s mama and that was seventeen years ago.”

“I know.”

He closed his eyes.“You have every right to hate me?—”

“But I don’t.”I think I love you.“It may sound crazy, but moments like this can build trust in a relationship.”

“Hell of a way to build trust.”

“I’ve never been with anyone without a condom, and you’re telling me you haven’t been without one in seventeen years, so we could let the ‘what-if’s’ make us crazy or trust each other, and move on.”

He eased me back on the bed, half-covering his body with mine as he slid his hand into my hair.“Here’s the thing, as long as we’re being honest and building trust.”

“Hmm.”

“That felt unbelievable.”

I smiled.“Yeah, it did.”

He ran his hand over my abdomen.“You can tell me to go to hell for even suggesting this, but if you’re on the pill, you think we could… do this again?”

His proposition was crazy, and I may be reckless for considering it, but I wanted with him the kind of relationship I’d never had with anyone before.“That would be a serious commitment.It would mean we’d both have to trust each other to be faithful.”

“I don’t want anyone else, sweetheart.I swear to you.”Before I could respond, he said, “I know this seems crazy fast, but I’ve gotten good at trusting my gut.And my gut tells me this could… go somewhere.”

“I feel the same way.”

A look of relief flashed across his handsome face before he kissed me and it felt like we were sealing the deal, marking the commitment we’d just made to each other.

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