Page 206 of It Should Have Been You

My legs lock around his back, pinning him to me. He’s hard between my legs, and with an animalistic flick of his hips, my core burns hot and my head falls back against the wall.

“Fuck, baby, you need to tell me to stop.”

If he stops, I will die.

His eyes meet mine. There’s a question there.

Mouth so close I can taste him, I whisper, “I trust you.”

His eyes turn dark, ripping me of flesh and leaving me raw beneath him.

In my next breath, his mouth collides with mine, my body melts into his, and I give him everything.

It’s his.

I wouldn’t ask for it back if I could.

And my dreams didn’t do this man justice. Just a kiss puts every dream to shame.

The moment he backs off, I grit out, “God damn it, Lo—”

He doesn’t let me finish. My protest is permission enough.

Still wrapped around him, he carries me upstairs. I expect the nerves to come, but we’re both still clothed, and my instincts take hold as I grind against him. For a minute, I wonder if we’ll make it to my bed when a string of curses spew from his lips.

In my bedroom, he sets me on my feet. I’m surprised they still hold me upright.

His eyes no longer show me reservation as they scan my body.

I’m done with waiting.

I’ve waited ten years.

Holding the hem of my shirt, I lift it over my head, leaving me in my black bra.

I want it over with, this awkward stage of taking off our clothes but he doesn’t allow it. He stills my hand when I try to remove my jeans. He grabs my wrist, his other hand dancing over my collarbone, before lowering to the valley of my cleavage. My breathing is stuttered when his thumb motions circles over my hardened nipples and my breath comes in harsh pants.

“You said you trust me?”

“I do.” And I mean it a hundred times over.

“You trust me with your body?”

“Yes.”

“You trust me to make it mine? Because I promise, Beth, once I’m inside you, you’ll be nothing but mine.”

It’s the easiest answer I’ve ever given. “Yes.”

I bite my lip, but he pulls it away with his thumb. “That’s mine. Stop biting it.”

I think I’m only capable of moving my head up and down now.

With my nod, my bra is on the floor.

I didn’t even feel his hand reach around my back. “You’re good at that.”

His expression remains the same, as if he’s trying to keep himself from devouring me. It’s nothing but invigorating.

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