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"That’s for me to decide," I whispered.
I had already forgiven him, long ago. I first forgave him during those early months when I waited each day for him to reappear. I forgave him again the week I cried myself to sleep thinking he would stay away and that I meant nothing to him. And what was the hope that had blossomed when I saw him at the library but another manifestation of my forgiveness?
I stood up, my legs shaking so badly I thought they would give out. "You want forgiveness, I want something, too."
"Anything—"
I raised my hand to silence him. "This isn’t about earning some kind of absolution…"
Adrian rose, took one long step forward and gripped my shoulders. "Tell me what you want, Garnet."
Even now I was incapable of saying the words. He was too damn beautiful. The depthless green eyes, the sensuous, mobile lips. I was lying to myself if I believed he wanted the same thing, that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him.
Impulse. Desire.
He had said those words, more than once, but what did they mean?
Desire…impulse…
Adrian pulled me to him, his arms circling me as his mouth dropped to my throat. He murmured something, the words drowned out by the thunder of blood in my head. He pressed his lips to the hollow below my ear.
"This…" He placed another kiss that made my whole face tingle. "Is this what you want?"
CHAPTER 12
GARNET
In danger of being completely subsumed by my need for Adrian, I tried to extract myself from his embrace.
"Water…" Parched by nerves, my throat and mouth had gone suddenly dry. I pushed weakly at his chest. "Are you thirsty? Do you want a glass?"
He cinched me tight against his chest, his lips hovering at the corner of mine. "There’s only one cup I want to drink from, baby girl."
A jolt of need shot through me. My knees abandoned me. Swooning like some idiot who had never been fucked, I clutched at his arms. My grip tightened as he gently bit the bottom corner of my mouth and I fought the urge to grind or moan.
"Let me take you into the bedroom." His husky whisper sent a shiver through me. His hands gripped my ass, pulling me to him so that his hips molded against my soft lower stomach. "Let me do it right this time."
His cock, thick and erect, pressed against my belly. I remembered the slide of it inside me, how it had stretched my pussy as I rode him. The fat head had felt like a battering ram gently wielded.
Groaning at the thought of the merciless pleasure Adrian would deliver once unleashed, I managed a shallow nod.
He scooped me up, overturning one of the dining room chairs. He carried me into the bedroom and placed me on the mattress on my back. Leaning over me, he covered my torso with his.
Strong fingers threading through my hair, he held my head immobile as he ravaged my mouth. His hips wedged my thighs apart, the hard lines of his lower stomach pressed hard against my mound. A little sound left my throat, twisting and raw.
Adrian froze for an instant then pulled back.
Confused, I looked at him. His cheeks were flushed, the downward cast of his eyes with their heavy black lashes almost demure. His chest rose and fell, panting as he breathed through slightly parted lips.
"Is something wrong?" The slow creep of panic moved through my gut, knotting my stomach.
"I’m sorry, baby girl." His cheeks flashed redder. "There’s just something about you that brings out the caveman in me."
Hell yeah!
I chewed at my lips, trying to restrain the ridiculous grin that tugged at the corners of my mouth. I rolled my eyes up and to the right, attempting to hide their glint of pleasure.
"Well, you haven’t gone completely Neanderthal on me."
