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I nodded, not trusting my voice. My gaze bore into him, willing him to define his plans with Melissa.
“Melissa and I are not together, but she was my companion before you.” He cleared his throat.
I sat quietly hoping he would proclaim he wouldn’t pursue more with her, but he didn’t. He broke our silence by stating, “I didn’t know you were dating Ian.” His tone was clip.
“I’m not dating Ian. He invited me as a friend,” I said.
“I know Ian, Lily, and friendship isn’t his intention. I’m also sure he hasn’t told you he wants to be only your friend,” Jonas said.
I squirmed. “No. He didn’t say that.” I flicked my eyes at him and could see that seeing me with Ian bothered him. That wickedly made me feel better. “I still should go,” I said, but didn’t move from the spot in front of him.
Jonas held his hand out. “Can you spare a few more minutes with a friend?”
I looked up and his eyes softened as they bore into mine. I clasped his hand and let him guide me over to the small couch. I then watched as he unbuttoned his jacket and took the seat next to me. We stared at each other, unable to speak.
Could he feel the love I had for him?
Jonas moved closer and my pulse sped up. “You’re hiding something and somehow I’m the only one that you’re not sharing it with. That bothers me.” His voice broke.
My face fell as shame filled me. I wanted to tell him, but I still worried I’d elicit his pity. I stared into his eyes, willing him to understand me. Once I was strong. I’d tell him everything.
“Maybe not tonight….” His finger stroking under my chin. “But I still want you to consider continuing our companionship.”
I averted my eyes. “I told you how I feel. I feel like this is more.”
I wanted more.
“Yes, but we haven’t even been together long. And with my life what it is, I’m not ready for more,” Jonas said softly.
My shoulders dropped. “It could be as it is now, but we could be truly dating….”
His eyes dulled, and he gave me a look as if I was a stranger. “The companionship works better for me. I’m barely divorced, and I’m a workaholic. I’m not ready for another committed relationship. What I can offer could be beneficial for both of us, if you’d let it be. Without the labels what is all that different?”
Tears filled my eyes. The difference being you would be mine completely and I’d have access to the heart he kept showing me.You’d be mine.
“I guess if you put it….”
“Lily. Don’t.”
Jonas cut me off with a kiss that stole my breath. He held out his hand again and I took it as he pulled me on his lap, his head bending down to nuzzle against my neck. He nipped me and a moan escaped my lips. My body heated up. His hand cupped the side of my face and turned my head so that I met his eyes.
“I can’t sit here and not touch you. Not want you.”
I wanted his touch, too, and moved to kiss him again. That was all he needed, and he responded by kissing over my face and down my neck. I found myself doing the same, kissing along the smooth-shaven skin along his square jawline. His mouth found mine and he kissed me hard, demanding access to my mouth. The familiar taste of Scotch and mints crossed my palette as his tongue tangled with mine. Jonas moved my back against the couch, and I panted as his hands pulled up the bottom of my dress, exposing the scrap of lace I wore beneath.
He sucked in a sharp breath as his gaze devoured me. “I prefer you bare, but I’ll leave those on you,” he said hoarsely.
My heart sung as I let out a shaky breath. Jonas had a way of making me feel desirable. My breasts swelled and I was slick between my thighs. Even though my mind admonished me for being so easy, I parted my thighs. There was nothing more I wanted at that moment than to feel his hands on me again. Jonas let out a triumphant groan as he slid a finger around the lace and the wetness there.
There was nothing more I wanted at that moment than to feel his hands on me again. Jonas let out a triumphant groan as he slid a finger around the lace and the wetness there.
“Soaking wet for me?” he asked roughly. “Open wider.”
My breath hitched as a shiver went through me at his command. I followed his instructions and he rewarded me with sensual strokes through my pussy, rubbing the pad of his thumb around my clit while I moaned in pleasure.
He lifted his finger and traced my lips. “Did you let Ian taste you?”
He grunted. A peek at his jealousy; the same jealousy I had toward him with Melissa. My skin was on fire, but it cooled me on what was happening between us.
