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She needed it more than anyone. Especially with her upbringing, and I had a feeling the wounds from her childhood were still there, just under the surface. It wouldn’t take much to access them and make them bleed.
Before I could respond, she slipped to her knees between my spread legs, her hands on my thighs. The muscles in my body pulled taut, and all the blood rushed to my dick. Despite my best intentions, my brain wasn’t engaged anymore. It was all feelings and sensations.
The heat of her palms seared through my jeans. Instead of tugging on my zipper like I thought she would, she straightened and pulled my face down to hers. “Kiss me.”
It was a command, yet she held herself back slightly as if she was giving me the choice. I could stand up and put some space between us, reminding her of my promise to her brother, or I could give in to my desires.
It felt selfish and wrong, but lowering my lips the last few centimeters to meet hers was too tempting. Her hand came around my neck, tugging me still closer as our lips met and parted. My tongue slipped inside her mouth, dipping and exploring.
Heat exploded through my body, setting every nerve ending on fire. I dipped my hand into her hair, holding her to the spot where I could feast on her mouth.
How had I ever held myself back from her? How had I walked away? The idea wasn’t feasible, as I continued to kiss her like she’d pull away at any second. One of us would return to our senses. It was only a matter of time.
One of us would come back to reality, knowing that we didn’t have a future. That Aiden would never approve. But he wasn’t here now, and that was the only fact my brain cared about.
I couldn’t get over that Marley was kneeling between my legs, her body pressed as tightly as she could get against mine.
My hand skated over her side, to the underside of her breast, through the sweater she wore. I wanted more. I wanted to feel her bare skin.
When she nipped my bottom lip, I found the hem of her sweater, then slipped underneath, seeking her warmth. Her skin was soft, her stomach muscles fluttering under my touch.
When I moved higher over her rib cage, skimming the edge of her lace bra, she moaned into my mouth. I pulled away from her to see her face. “Can I touch you?”
Her lips curled into a smile. “You already are.”
“More.” I kissed her softly, needing to hear her say her desires out loud. “Can I have more of you?”
“Yes.” That one word was a sigh on her lips as she tipped her head to the side, giving me access to her neck. I licked her neck and palmed her breasts through the lace.
She sighed into my ear, and I ran my thumb over the hard nub of her nipple. “Yes, more. Please, Heath.” She widened her knees in silent invitation. “I’ve waited for so long.”
“You’ve waited for me?” I said, my voice sounding like I was speaking around rocks.
Her palm was on my cheek, her eyes searching mine. “Yes. You.”
How had I ever walked away from this woman? How could I have been so short-sighted? So selfish? I reached around and unclasped the hook of her bra, moving a hand underneath the cup. Her breasts filled my palm, warm and soft, her nipple hard and straining for my touch.
She arched into me as she nibbled on my earlobe. The contact sent lightning through my body, making my cock ache inside the confines of my briefs.
I wanted more. I wanted her spread naked on my bed, but I was afraid to do anything that would break this moment.
There was this tenuous thread between us, and any sharp move would break it. I wanted to weave the web around us stronger and tighter so that nothing could break us and penetrate inside. It was just me and Marley, our past, and our present, coming together in this one moment.
The feelings and emotions, the love and the affection. I thought that my feelings had changed over time, but they were just lying there dormant, waiting for me to let them out.
“I want you,” Marley whispered, her mouth a hairsbreadth from mine, her hand skimming my jawline.
I tipped her chin up so that she was looking at me. “I want you, too.”
“Is this crazy?”
“It feels right.” That statement felt closer to the truth than anything I’d ever said.
She kissed my chin. “It doesn’t feel crazy to you? Out of control?”
“All the above.” My blood pounded in my ears, and my heart raced, but I wanted this. I wanted Marley Matthews. And for once, I wasn’t going to let anything or anyone come between us. I had some concerns that she was doing this to forget about the issues with her family and the inn, but not enough to put a stop to it.
We were making up for lost time and opportunities. We didn’t have sex when we were younger. I wouldn’t cross that line. Not when she was under eighteen and her brother had entrusted her to my care.
