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I want you. I need you. Be mine.
Kiss me and end this agony, this longing that’s growing by the day, by the minute, ever since I first laid eyes on you.
Her head is moving closer.
I tingle all over, my heart pounding against my rib cage. She’s only inches from me now, she must be able to hear it.
At the last second, though, she pulls away, her gaze dropping to the ground.
No! Not again.
She swallows hard, her hand trembling, and I can tell it takes all of her will to not give in to what we both want.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, barely audible. “I’m not trying to lead you on. I’m not sure what came over me.”
Her voice is retreating. She doesn’t want to utter these words. She takes a step back, as if creating physical space will somehow shield her from the weight of the emotions consuming her.
Dammit.
I don’t want distance. I want her.
I hunger for her like I’ve never hungered for anybody in my life.
That goddamn criminal is still standing in my way—I hate him. I hate that she has feelings for him. And I hate even more that she’s carrying his child. I want this to bemyseed growing in her.
My body is taut, itching to move. I reach out for her arm before she can retreat any further, the water bottle slipping from her other hand. Neither of us cares.
Our gazes are locked as I pull her toward me until her body is flush against mine.
“Lucida,” I rasp, my voice so hoarse I don’t recognize it.
Her eyes dart between mine. There’s so much uncertainty in them, betraying the inner turmoil she battles with every fiber of her being.
It’s a furious struggle. A relentless fight against surrendering to the moment, to me, to what we both want.
And she loses the fight.
Hallelujah!
“Fuck it,” she moans and the next second her lips crash on to mine.
If I thought my heart rate was through the roof before, I was wrong. Now it’s off to the moon.
Banding one hand around her waist, I pull Ella even closer. Her body molds to mine like we’re interlocking puzzle pieces.
Completely yielding to me, her surrender feeds my hunger for her to voracious levels. I’m ravenous like a starved beast unleashed in a candy store, my desire insatiable, primal.
I thread my other hand through her hair, the tips of my fingers caressing her scalp. Ella moans, the sound reverberating to the deepest recesses of my soul, making me crave more of her.
The gyrating of her hips against my rapidly growing erection isn’t helping my famine.
I move a few steps until her back hits the side of the RV. Why did we put on a cover, dammit? I need to get us inside.
She’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. Like heaven and hell combined, salvation and sin rolled into one.
And I need more.
She’s a drug, and I’m addicted off my very first hit. But I knew that would happen, didn’t I?
