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“Please give me another chance,” I whisper in her ear. “Everything is different now, and it will never again be like how it was.”
“What about Zax and Grey?”
I laugh because I can’t help it. After everything I just said to her, that’s what she asks? “Well, once I know you’re willing to give me a second chance, I plan to tell them you’re mine.”
“They won’t be mad. They love you.”
I smile and kiss her cheek, trickling down to her neck. “They will be mad, Georgia, and they have every right to be. I didn’t keep my promise. I told them I’d keep my distance and that I wouldn’t touch you, and I’ve done both while hiding it from them. Yet another thing I promised them I wouldn’t do.”
“Will that change this?”
I shake my head. “No. I don’t care if they’re mad, and it won’t stop me. I love them, and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for them… except let you go.”
Georgia climbs onto my lap, and I hug her to me, moving her hair back over her shoulders so I can kiss her neck, her face, her lips. She lifts my left hand and kisses the rose I have there, then places my hand on her chest, right over her heart.
Her eyes burn into mine. “I’m giving this back to you. Don’t make me regret that.”
“I’ll keep it safe this time. I promise.”
“Don’t ever stop loving me because I know now, I never stopped loving you.”
“I never stopped loving you either.” My lips slam down on hers in an untamed rush. I need to be closer. I need to feel her every breath, every sigh. She’s mine. She’s finally fucking mine. I’ve never experienced this before.
This… rush. This… need. This… everything.
My hands slide beneath her, and I stand, lifting her in my arms as I do. I push the piano bench back and walk her across the room to the couch, where I lay her down on the soft leather and cover her body with mine. Her fingers twine up into my hair as my hot breath falls across her ear, making her shiver.
“I thought about you all day,” I whisper, trickling kisses along her neck up to her jaw. “I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t focus. I had to come home and see you. I’ve been in agony all week without you.”
I want to give Georgia everything. All of me. I never want to disappoint her again.
I twist to snatch her lips with mine, demonstrating my impatience, my desperation for her. Her eyelids flutter as I lick the seam of her lips, nibbling lightly until she opens for me. A groan sears past my throat at the first taste of her tongue, and I press in, pushing her deeper into the couch, needing to feel her body as I kiss her mouth. Our tongues coil and massage in deep, penetrating movements, and I try to slow myself down.
Not wanting lust to overtake passion.
My body vibrates with her heat as she wraps herself around me and forces me tighter against her, grinding ever so slightly against my hard length as if she can’t stop herself. My blood thrums as I devour her mouth, her kiss so intoxicating I don’t know which way is up. She hums into my mouth, a sound so sweet and clear and bright that I groan in return, twisting my head so I can take her mouth deeper, anxious for more and more.
With her body pressed against mine, trapped beneath me like this, my access to her is limited. My hands have nowhere else to go other than her hair and face and they’re growing impatient, restless with the need to touch and explore her as ours.
“Georgia,” I whisper, reaching down and adjusting her thigh, shifting it higher up my hips so I can press myself closer against her. She moans at the hard press of me into her, and my clothes feel like they’re strangling me, too tight, too restrictive. I need them off. I need hers off too.
Shifting my body to my left side, I move my hand between us, rubbing her pussy through her leggings as my mouth continues to work at a dizzying pace over hers, stealing her breath, tasting her pleasure as she whimpers into me. I pull back, catching the stunning look on her flushed face, and dive back in, flicking her tongue with mine.
My hand dives into her leggings, so grateful I don’t have to waste time fumbling with a button or zipper or deal with the cumbersome task of trying to fight with stiff pants. The leggings glide effortlessly down her legs, and she kicks them and her fuzzy socks off her feet, shivering ever so slightly when her bare skin touches the cool leather. Impatient hands trickle along my arms, ripping at the back of my shirt, and I reach behind my head to pull it off.
The storm brewing outside has nothing on the storm inside her eyes as she takes in the lines of my chest and the markings of colorful ink. I lift her sweater up and over her head, casting it on the floor along with the rest of our clothes. Her hands meet my shoulders, and she pulls me back down against her, anxious for the heat of my skin against hers. My palm flattens against her inner thigh, and I trail up marveling at her smooth skin until I’m back at her blazing hot center. I slip inside her panties, gliding my fingers up and down her wet slit while thrusting my throbbing cock against her thigh.
“Lenox.” She gasps as I circle her clit.
I lean down, my teeth nibbling at her jaw, watching as her eyes roll and then close. Her head falls back for a moment before she’s gripping the back of my head and dragging my mouth back to hers.
“Kiss me,” she rasps. “Don’t stop kissing me.”
I’m only too happy to oblige. Kissing her is like falling into a dream you never want to wake from. My finger dips into her pussy, bringing out the wetness and spreading it all over her clit.
“Oh, God.”
I don’t stop. I continue to play with her in between watching her face and kissing her lips so I can swallow her moans.
