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Avoiding eye contact, his head is bent in concentration as his height towers over my smaller frame. The heat coming off his body is soothing, and he squints down at the button.
Sucking in a quick breath, he smoothly takes the metal piece and slips it almost effortlessly through the hole.
During this action, his knuckles brush my lower stomach.
It’s an innocent touch. Nothing sexual about it, but my libido doesn’t get that memo, and my body quakes.
I grip the handle of my cane so hard I’m sure my knuckles turn white.
There’s a swooping sensation in my belly, my nipples harden inside my bra, and my panties are suddenly a little damp.
Biting my bottom lip, I lift my eyes to Ellister’s face, only to realize he’s looking at me, too.
Something strange, new, and exciting passes between us.
It’s different than last night. The intensity has ramped up. Even more so than when we kissed.
With just a simple glance, we connect in a way I’ve never felt before. Like we’re close. Like I’ve known him for years.
I’m… ensnared by him.
I like the dark stubble on his face, and the way his hair sticks out of his hat in the front. I like the shape of his full lips and how they’re always turned down as if he’s constantly frowning.
Everything about him turns me on.
On my next inhale, his sweet and spicy scent goes to my head. All kinds of pleasure buttons light up, seeming to affect every cell in my body.
I shouldn’t want him, but I do. God, I do. Apparently, being mad at him doesn’t change that. In fact, I’d say the anger toward him is only fueling the lust.
Sexual need surges through me like an electrical current.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that my poor deprived body is practically screaming for some attention.
Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I had an orgasm. I’ve been too miserable to even think about self-gratification, so it’s probably been at least a month. And before that, I hadn’t dated since college, which means I’ve been going solo for quite a while.
Combine my dry spell with the fact that I’m extremely physically attracted to Ellister, and it creates the perfect conditions for a sex storm.
Now that my pants are fastened, I assume he’s going to move away. A part of me rebels at the idea. I don’t want the distance. I’m desperate to keep him near, and I’m half-tempted to grab onto his shirt so he stays where he’s at for a little bit longer.
But I don’t have to, because he doesn’t seem to be in a hurry to move away either. His feet stay planted on either side of mine as he continues fiddling with my jeans.
Scowling, he tests the looseness of the oversized waist, resulting in more caresses to my skin. “Your clothing doesn’t fit you.”
“I’ve lost a lot of weight in the past few weeks,” I explain with a shrug. “You know, most people might see the bright side of the best diet ever, but if I’m being honest, I liked my body before. I didn’t mind being average.”
“You, average? Is that how you see yourself?”
I nod. “Mediocre, at best.”
“Never.” His serious eyes bore into mine. “You’re extraordinary, Hannah Wildwood.”
The weight of his compliment threatens to knock me off my feet. “You haven’t known me long enough to say that.”
“I knew it the moment I saw you.” Ellister’s jaw ticks, and I hear his teeth grind as he goes back to obsessing about my pants. “Do you need a belt?”
“I don’t wear belts.”
“Why not?”
