Page 83 of Melt His Heart

Don’t notice me.

“Uh, yeah,” I say softly, biting my lip. I’m not ok, I think I’m a little turned on, and it’s embarrassing. We return to the screen, and now they’re having full-blown sex at this point. How long is this fucking scene? My entire body is flushed and hot. It feels volcanic in here. It’s not like I’ve never watched a sex scene in my life.

It’s Carson. I want to touch him.

If I just move my hand even an inch, I would be. Suddenly, I remember Liam’s advice; let the night lead the way, or whatever he said. I guess if I’m finally going to show what I want, then now is the perfect time. Right?

I slowly let my hand find the edge of Carson’s thigh, trying not to look like a complete virgin. He immediately takes notice, of course, he does. Carson gazes down at me like wolf looks at their prey. My blood runs hot. I bite my lip when he runs his fingers through my hair.

Oh my god, I think it’s working. Now what?

Before I have time to even think about it, Carson pulls me by the back of my neck into his lips, erasing every worry.

I think I Iove that when he does that.

I whimper into his mouth, this kiss wilder than the previous ones. I want to try something, so I nip at his lower lip, and when he moans, I feel so proud of myself. He deepens the kiss before pulling my body fully into his lap and gripping my hips, our erections rubbing together perfectly when I rock into him.

I feel dizzy, my lips moving more frantically, his hands feel so hot on my skin.

“Julian…” He gasps into my mouth.

I flinch, “Sorry, is this bad?” I pull back, swallowing.

Did I go overboard?

“No, baby, it’s not bad.” He breaths, running his hand up the length of my body, sending waves of warmth through me.

“Ok, should I keep going?” I ask softly, my lips ghosting over his.

“Mmhmm, don’t overthink it. You’re doing so good.” He whispers over my lips.

Carson pulls me down again, slipping his tongue into my mouth, and I do my best to match his motions. We kiss slowly at first until we move into a more quickened pace.

I think I’m finally getting the hang of it after so many kisses because he moans again, I figured it out that he likes it when I bite him. Of course he does. You’d have to be a bit of a masochist to go after someone like me. The way his body is responding, it’s addictive.

“Carson…” I breathe in his mouth.

“Mmm…” He hums between us.

I break away from him and slide down his body until I’m kneeling between his legs on the floor. The rug plush against my knees.

“Julian…Are you sure?” He looks a bit shocked, and me too.

But I need it.

“Please,” I say, gazing at him, the most vulnerable I’ve ever been.

“Yes, if you want to, of course. I just…” His voice trails. Does he not want to? Probably because I won’t know what I’m doing, I’m sure he’s done this with others who actually know what to do.

“Sorry…I don’t know what I was thinking.” I lean back a bit.

Carson grabs me by my nape and looks down at me, “Of course I want to, Julian, that’s not what I meant, don’t overthink it, remember.”

“Ok,” I say, my eyes darting around nervously. But I relax as Carson’s fingers move into my hair and down to my cheek, caressing me softly as I chase his touch. I settle between his legs, looking up at him.

Carson pulls his shirt up, revealing star tattoos on both his hips, and my eyes widen. He lifts them a bit, letting his erection free. Oh my god, it’s so thick, angry, and red, he’s so turned on. I do exactly what he said, don’t overthink it, so I let my body lead instead of my racing mind.

I nuzzle into the side of his dick, and he sighs when I flick my tongue out, tasting him. It’s warm and heady, a taste I definitely like because I’m uncomfortably hard now. I unzip my pants to give myself some relief as I start to lick the tip.