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“If I’ll have you?” A small frown appears between her brows as she pulls back about an inch to look at me. “Is that even a question?”
“Well, I mean, yeah. You could say it back. That might help.”
She giggles, bringing her face back to mine and kissing me again. “I love you too, you stupid asshole.”
“You say the nicest things to me,” I murmur against her lips as I walk her backward toward the bed. “But I’ll take it as long as you say it again.”
“You’re a stupid asshole.” She laughs as we topple down on the mattress.
Reaching for her sides, I keep the majority of my weight on my knees and tickle her into submission. “Not that part. The other part.”
“Which part?” She laughs, her eyes shining with tears and laughter as she pulls me down to her again. “That I love you? Because I do. Even if that probably makes me a stupid asshole too.”
“Yep. That’s the part,” I whisper, kissing the tears off her temples before bringing my mouth back to hers. “I don’t mind being a stupid asshole as long as I get to be one with you.”
22
OLIVIA
My nerve endings are alive with all the electricity buzzing through me, my body positively singing with love and desire.
Vincent is looking at me like I’m everything to him, his eyes filled with the love he just declared for me, but there’s more than that too. He’s also looking at me like he’d devour me whole if he could. There’s so much heat in his eyes that it’s like I can feel the flames shooting from them licking over my skin.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, and everything around me fades into the background when he brings his hands to my face, holding it with surprising gentleness as he leans down to brush a kiss against my lips.
“You’re not exactly an ogre yourself,” I joke, trying to dispel some of the nerves that are suddenly rushing through me.
Vincent smirks, but then he puts a finger to my lips. He knows exactly what I’m doing, and he’s obviously not having it. “Not tonight, Liv. Okay? You don’t have anything to be worried about. We don’t have to do anything. I can’t even believe I’m saying this, but I just want to hold you and maybe take you up on kissing you anytime I want.”
As if to prove his sincerity, he pulls me in for another kiss. It’s much deeper this time, and his tongue skirts across my lips. When I part them to allow him better access to my mouth, he groans into it, but his tongue sweeps inside with deep strokes until I’m melting into him. My body molds to his, and it’s then that I know.
I want him. I’ve wanted him for a long time now, and I know he didn’t just say that he loves me. He means it, and so do I. I love him, and I want him, and right now, there’s no reason why I can’t have him.
Vincent tastes like mint and something that’s so uniquely him and that I’ve missed with every breath I took while we were apart. The smell of soap and man surrounds me, intoxicating me and making me surer than ever that I want to do this.
Vincent’s arms wrap around my waist, holding me close while he keeps kissing me hungrily, so deeply that it’s almost as if I can feel him in my soul. When he finally pulls back to look at me, those ocean-like eyes are dark and stormy.
“We should stop now,” he grits out between labored breaths.
“Why?” I ask, and I’m not teasing him or trying to play dumb. I honestly want to know.
He sits back on his knees, his gaze burning as he lets it roam freely over my body before he groans. His tongue even darts out, and he licks his lips, sending an intense rush of desire through me so I can suddenly feel the moisture between my legs.
When he finally brings his eyes back to mine, he sighs. “This isn’t about sex to me, Liv. I’ll wait however long you want to wait until you’re ready. We don’t need to rush into anything.”
A soft snort escapes me as I run my fingers through his hair. “We haven’t rushed into anything, and I’m ready, Vince. I have been for a while now.”
A slight frown appears between his brows as he looks down at me. “You’re serious? Because you look pretty damn serious right now.”
“That’s because I am.” I loop my arms back around his neck and pull his head closer to mine. “I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to make love to you, and I want to do it tonight. If you want to, that is. If you don’t, well—”
He cuts me off by crashing his lips back into mine, kissing me furiously as he lets his body down to gently press into mine. “Don’t ever fucking doubt that I want you or how much I want you. I just don’t want you to do anything you’re going to regret.”
“I won’t regret it,” I assure him softly. “Whatever happens, I want you to be the first person inside me.”
“I’m going to be the last person inside you too,” he says between ragged breaths. “But, Liv…”
“No, there are no buts.” I run my hands down the length of his toned back until I’m cupping his ass. “Except for this one. This is an excellent butt, and I want to feel it flexing under my ass as you thrust into me.”
