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“You’re very absent-minded.”
“You say things that catch me off guard,” I mumbled.
With him being this close, my brain was practically mush. It was even hard to formulate a coherent thought. All I could think about was how good his body felt against mine.
He affected me greatly. More so than I thought he could, and it unnerved me. I always loved the control and knowing exactly how things would go. But with him, it was always so chaotic and unpredictable.
I shouldn’t have liked it, but I did. His chaos was intoxicating.
Wanting to test the waters, I pressed my back into his front ever so slightly. I felt his body tense up, and his hand was still underwater.
Electricity sparked on the surface of my skin as I repeated my action, wanting to get a genuine reaction from the man behind me.
My hormones were ruling me.
I had this sizeable, engulfing blaze burning in my core for weeks. And I knew his touch was the only way to extinguish it.
Nathaniel lowered his head, bringing his lips right by my ear. His free hand rested on my hip, pulling me firmly against him.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish, Amelia.”
I gasped, feeling his growing length behind me. “I have every intention of finishing whatever this is. The question is, do you?”
A low growl rumbled from his chest. He turned me in his hold, pressing my back against the granite.
“You’re playing with fire, Amelia Rose.” He was barely holding on. His eyes darkened with desire, the hardness of his length pressing deeper against me.
“Burn me, Nathaniel.”
He didn’t even hesitate.
He smashed his lips onto mine, searing with his kiss. The kind of burn hurt so good it was like ecstasy.
There was no turning back now.
18
AMELIA
Our lips meet aggressively. Our mouths begin to fight for dominance. Neither one of us was trying to give up control.
He lifted me, so I sat on the granite. I was then reminded that I was wearing little boy shorts that were a little shorter than I would typically wear, and the tight tank I wore left little to the imagination. No wonder the man had looked like he wanted to devour me. I had practically bared myself to him unintentionally.
His kiss was far better than I had remembered it. Maybe it was the build-up that had led to this moment. Or perhaps it was that this time we knew there was a rush to it all. We weren’t sneaking about or finding little stolen moments in between. This was just him and I—two adults devouring each other like teenagers.
We pulled apart, gasping for air. Our breaths mingled together in wanted passion.
I was lost in the cloud of lust, passion, and everything in between.
Nathaniel cupped the side of my face, gently brushing his thumb across my quivering bottom lip. His pupils were dilated from the sheer desire that floated between us.
“Nathaniel,” I gulped. I wanted more of this. I liked everything he could give me but didn’t know how to ask for it without sounding like an overly aroused weirdo.
“Nate.” His voice was gruff and coated with thick emotion. “Call me Nate, sweetheart.”
“You said only friends can call you that.”
The sides of lips tipped upward slightly into a gentle smile. “Nathaniel is far too formal for what I’m about to do to you.”
