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“I know me making moves on you, especially right now, is making shit harder. So I will give you an out this one time. You tell me, with full honesty, you aren’t feeling this…” South waves a hand between us as he stands back, “… and I’ll bow out. But after this, you’re mine. There will be no backing away, no running from me. You gotta gimmie a chance to prove that I’m not some fucking cowboy. I wouldn’t risk my place at the club if I didn’t think you’re worth it.”
His hands slide up my thighs, moving my dress with them, and instead of pushing them away, I rock my hips forward, giving him the access he wants. My breathing is fast, and the closer he gets, it makes concentrating hard. We’re supposed to be having a serious conversation, but it seems my body has other ideas.
“That’s the thing though, isn’t it, South? We don’t know how Hurricane is going to react. I don’t know if I’m willing to risk it… riskyou,” I admit, and my heart sinks at the realization.
I’m not being fair.
I want him to want me even though I don’t see how any of this can work.
He removes a hand from under my dress and caresses my cheek. The second his fingers touch my skin, goose bumps trail down my body, while internally, I am a blazing inferno.
“I’d risk itallfor you, angel. You just gotta give me that chance.”
My eyes meet his with such longing and desperation flowing between us, but all it does is make me want him even more. I hesitate, and in the brief moment of stillness, South crashes his lips to mine, silencing me. I whimper, needing to saysomethingbut not wanting him to stop.
Somehow, I find the strength to push him slightly so I can get out what I’m thinking. “If we do this, I amnotready to tell my family or the club…” I pause for a second, trying to ensure the words are right. “I need more time in our bubble before they burst it with accusations and bullshit. I want us to have this time together. Can we do that…please?”
His lips slam onto mine in obvious agreement.
My hands slide up under his shirt, my nails digging into his skin needing South closer as he steps in between my legs, and I wrap them around him, pulling his rock-hard cock against my already aching pussy.
His fingers slide into my hair, kissing me like he needs me to breathe. Kissing South is like that giddy feeling you get when you’re young and feeling everything for the first time.
Everytime is like that with him.
I can’t explain it.
I don’t understand it.
South has a hold on me that makes me question everything.
What happens when the honeymoon phase has eased off? Will he still want me?
But right now, with everything else going on in my life, I need this. Even if I know, especially from Nash’s reaction, that the others arenotgoing to take this well.
He slowly pulls back, breaking the kiss. The smile on his face is so fucking wide and gorgeous it takes my breath away. Then he leans in quickly, kissing me once more.
I’m tingling all over.
Goose bumps litter my skin.
I don’t know how, but South makes me feel like I’m eighteen all over again. My stomach flutters as he stares at me, that roguish grin on his face, his hand still caressing my cheek.
He exhales. “We can take all the time you need as long as we do it together. Don’t push me away, angel. I want to help you, to support you. Let me be here for you however you need me. Lean on me. You helped me when I needed you twelve years ago… now, let me return the favor and be here for you.”
I tilt my head. “That was different, Rome.”
He nods in agreement. “It was. Yeah, you’re right. But still, you were there when no one else would step up. And don’t you dare think this is me feeling some sort of fucking trauma bonding or out of obligation or some shit to return the favor. Iknowyou feel this.” He picks up my hand, placing it over his chest. His heart is racing, and I bite my bottom lip in reply because mine is doing the same. “See what you do to me, angel?”
I reach for his hand and slowly move it over the top of my heart so he can feel what he’s doing to me. He leans in, pressing his lips to mine, but slower, more deliberate this time.
My fingers slide into his gorgeous flowing hair. I love the feeling of his long locks wrapped around my fingers, and I clench his hair tight, needing a little more in this moment between us.
A low growl escapes him, echoing in my mouth, and all it does is turn me on even more. I am still buzzing from the restaurant, and with the way he is kissing me right now, my thoughts are turning indecent very, very quickly.
“Rome, take me home,” I whimper, needing him.
“Now, angel… where would the fun be in that?” He drops into a squatting position, then slides his arms under my legs, draping them over his shoulders.
