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“I’m still reeling from you saying you loved me. Everything is different. I’m nervous. I’ve never experienced that before.”

He slid his boxers off and climbed on top of me. God, his scent. He smelled like a mixture of his cologne and him. It was sexy, but not just sexy, it was intoxicating. He was my drug, and I knew it.

His lips met mine, softly. This never gets old.

I could taste myself on his tongue, but I didn’t care. Somehow, it was sexy.

He pulled away from the kiss. “I’m sorry Stella. I should take this slow. I know I should kiss every inch of your body to make you feel my love for you. I need to be inside of you like you wouldn’t believe.”

I moaned simply from his words, “I need you inside of me, Jamie.”

He sunk into me slowly. He had a pained look on his face. I hated seeing him in pain.

I reached out and touched his handsome face. “Jamie, what is wrong?”

As he was slowly thrusting into me, my heart ached.

“You’re going to leave me. It’s going to break me. I’m never going to be the same. I know I should walk away to save myself, but I can’t. You’re the drug that I can’t break free from. I’m addicted to you. I can’t get enough. I need more and more,” he said.

“Jamie, get off of me.”

He did. The next words I would say would destroy me. They had to be said, “Jamie, you can go now. We’re done here.”

I got up and put my robe on. I’m doing this for him. I have to stay strong. He’s better off without me. What was I thinking? I finally knew what love felt like, and I didn’t like it one bit. It hurt. My chest actually hurt. I was finding it hard to breathe. I felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach. I missed him already. I broke my heart and his too.

Eleven

CHAPTER 11

“Oh Stella, we are not done here. I’m not leaving.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, you’re right. I just don’t know how to do this.”

Pulling me into his arms, he kisses my lips softly but quick, “Stella, you’ll learn how to do this. I’m not letting you go.”

“But you said…”

He kisses me again but longer, sweeter. His tongue gently caresses mine with long, tender strokes. He holds my face in his hands as if he knows my heart is also in his hands. He pulls away from my mouth and I’m completely breathless.

“Jamie, I’m so scared.”

He smiles, “Good.”

I look at him confused, “Excuse me? Good?”

“It means I matter. It means we matter. Ifwedidn’t matter to you then you’d have nothing to be afraid of.”

“You definitely matter.”

“You’re like a drug. You make me forget why we’re even here.”

“So, do you think we should actually write this book?”

He laughs, “Drew’s probably pissed that we haven’t updated him.”

“Probably.”

“He wants you. He would’ve never picked me if he had any idea about us.”

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