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Her eyes are closed and moving back and forth behind her lids, the thick, dark eyelashes fluttering slightly.
I feel something powerful constrict in my chest, and I sigh.
It’s been one week since I dashed to her apartment to get her to talk to me.
We have been together almost every moment of every day, and yet unless we are naked, she is so distant from me.
I thought I could give this some time, I thought I could bear her coldness and her reserve well enough if she just gave me a sign, but she hasn’t yet.
She won't admit what I already know only too well.
This isnota simple attraction. This isnotcasual sex. This is something else, something big, and could be so much more even.
I know with every ounce of my soul that I am in love with her.
She has steadily impressed herself into my heart and mind and has become the most precious thing I’ve ever wished to hold.
But that’s the problem with Carina. If I try to hold her a little closer, she pulls away from me.
I still don't know what that motherfucking limp-dicked asshole did to her, and I don't know what I could do to help her realize she can trust me if she won't talk to me about it.
She takes advantage of the explosive nature of the passion running between us to stifle every attempt at conversation, and I can't resist the pull between us no matter how hard I try. No matter how many times I tell myself that we will talk first this time, we always end up naked and fucking before I know what hit me and then she is gone.
Hell, not today.
Today she’ll have to speak to me, even if I have to tie her sweet ass to this bed.
I pull myself up on one elbow and then lean my head over hers to kiss her lips while I gently caress her cheek, whispering her name to wake her up.
She sighs in her sleep, but then I feel her smile forming under my kiss and her hands coming up between us to spread on either side of my face.
I try to prevent the deepening of our kiss by keeping it to soft, gentle touches of our lips. “Baby, wake up. We really need to talk.”
She tenses under me, and for a second, her eyes fly open, and I see the panic in their dark green depths. Then she schools her features again and gives me a saucy little grin.
She rolls her eyes at me and laughs softly, shaking her head. “Lawyers… you guys always want to talk and always pounce on your opponent when their guard is down.”
I smile down at her, but even I know it’s a sad smile. “But that’s the problem, baby. Your guard is never down, not even for a second. Please, talk to me.”
I feel her tongue lightly trace my parted lips and sigh as it invites my own to play.
For a few minutes, I'm lost to it, as always. My brain shuts down, and my cock rages to life hard and demanding as the exchange becomes more and more heated.
Before I know what I'm doing, her thighs are around my waist, and the already slick head of my dick is pushing against her snug, little entrance.
She moans my name and arches her body up against mine, pressing her hard, pink, kissable nipples into my chest.
It takes every ounce of my frayed self-control to stop myself from thrusting my cock to the hilt into her succulent, wet pussy, but with some effort and a pained grunt, I roll off from her inviting frame, my body shaking and tensing in protest.
“Fuck, no!” I hiss. “Not again, sweetheart. Not like this!”
She sits up and glares at me, gathering the satin sheet to her heaving chest. “What’s wrong with you?”
I drag my hands over my face and into my hair, pulling slightly as I try to get my breath and my insistent erection under good regulation again. “Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about, Carina. You keep on pulling away from me.”
She looks away. “You are the one who pulls away. You just did!”
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, ignoring the maddening beat of my heart. “I’m not talking about the physical aspect of our relationship…”
