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He moves in closer to me, and my breath hitches. “Turn around,” he says gruffly.
“Why?” I ask, even as I do it. It seems my body needs to do what he says regardless of if I want it to or not.
He pulls the tie from my messy bun, which must look like a bird’s nest right about now, letting my hair tumble down my back. To my surprise, he scoops it up in his fist and reties it on top of my head. His body is close to mine. So close I can feel his chest brushing against my back. His fingertips trace over the skin at the nape of my neck, and I shiver with longing at the lightning that strikes my soul at his gentle touch.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice cracking.
“Making sure Seb didn’t hurt you.”
“Oh…”
Gulping as his lips brush my neck, I gasp when his hands clasp my upper arms.
My heart races as he presses his body tighter against mine. His breath, warm against my skin, sends shivers down my spine. My mind is clouded with desire as his fingers trail up and down my arms. I turn to face him, my eyes locking with his.
He leans in, his lips hovering over mine, and for a moment, I hesitate. But then his tongue traces my bottom lip, begging me to open up, and I melt into him. Our kiss is electric, passionate, and all-consuming. I feel dizzy with pleasure as he pulls me closer to him, his hands wandering down to the small of my back.
Abruptly, he pulls away from me, leaving me gasping for air.
“Sorry,” he says, his voice low. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
Shaking my head, needing more of him, I lean in for another kiss. This time, it’s slower, more tender. We explore each other’s mouths like we’ve been waiting for this moment forever. Finally, he pulls away again and looks at me seriously.
“I know the timing of this is so bad,” he says, his voice laced with uncertainty. “But you are the missing piece in my life, Isla.”
I stare at him, my heart thumping erratically. A part of me wants to run away and hide, but another part of me is drawn to him like a magnet.
“I know what you mean,” I murmur.
He wraps his arms around me and kisses me again. This time, it’s wilder, more desperate. Our bodies are pressed together so tightly that I can feel his heart beating against mine. We stumble until I’m pressed up against the wall, his hands roaming over my body.
I moan into his mouth as his fingers find their way under my shirt, tracing over my skin, cupping my breasts before he pinches my nipples. I gasp as the pain sinks into my body. It’s intense yet exhilarating, and I want more. His cock is hard against me as he kisses me until I can’t breathe.
Pushing against his chest until he steps back but doesn’t let me go, I gaze into his eyes. He looks dazed, his lips parted as his breathing comes in short gasps. I reach my hand up to my head and undo the knot in my hair, letting it fall around my shoulders as I slip out of his grasp. His eyes widen as they travel down my body. But then I throw my arms around him and kiss him with all the passion I have inside me.
I’m still a little unsure, but when he looks at me tenderly and strokes my cheek, all my fear melts away like snow under the heat of the sun. Nothing can stop us now.
I brace myself for whatever is going to happen next when a voice startles us both out of our lustful daze.
38
GIDEON
“Isee now why you were taking your time,” Dante says, lounging in the doorway, hands folded in front of him as he takes in the sight of Isla and me in a passionate tangle.
Growling a curse, I step back as Isla hurriedly pulls her top down and ties her hair back again. I wish she’d keep it down, but she is a practical woman. It is one of the many things that has attracted me to her.
“Back downstairs,” I snap at Dante. “I’ll be with you in a minute.”
“Fine.” He shrugs and saunters off.
Turning to Isla, I murmur, “I’m sorry. This was irresponsible.”
She nods, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being caught out. “I’ll just freshen up, and then I’ll be down in a sec.”
I grab her hand. “No, Isla, please, stay up here.”
She searches my eyes and shakes her head. “It seems to me that the three of you can’t seem to have a conversation without things getting out of hand. You need someone to help you navigate whatever it is that’s causing this rift. I don’t think I can handle any more fights, fists, or gun related.”
