Page 69 of The Surrogate


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“Well, I wouldn’t say it as crudely as that…”

“Howwouldyou say it?” I felt his breath on my face.

“I would say if I can’t have a true relationship while I’m here, since I’ll be leaving anyway, at the very least I need someone to…keep me company.” I licked my lips. “I may be your surrogate, but I’m also a woman with needs.”What the hell has gotten into me tonight?It was like I had no filter.Is this what they’re referring to when they saypregnancy brain? I needed to escape before saying something I’d regret. “Can I take a shower?” I asked.

“Of course.”

“Thanks. I’m just gonna do that and go straight to the guest room.”

I practically ran away, disappearing into the bathroom. I ripped off my clothes and turned on the water. As I got in and let the water rain down on me, I swore at myself for being so candid.

But he’d admittedIwas the reason he couldn’t be with anyone else.Holy shit.He wanted me, too. I’d always known there was something between us, but I never imagined he felt the way I did about him.

After the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and went into the guest room. He’d placed one of his T-shirts on the bed. I’d been so worked up that I’d forgotten to ask for one. But he had me covered. I slipped it over my head, intoxicated by the masculine smell. Had he worn this recently? My body buzzed with arousal. Did he give this one to me on purpose to drive me mad? I didn’t want to go out there and say goodnight, afraid of what I might say or do that I would regret tomorrow.

Instead, I lay down on the bed, debating whether to take things into my own hands and relieve the tension that had been building from the moment I arrived here tonight. A knock on the door startled me.

His voice was low. “May I come in?”

“Yes.” I got up from the bed and cleared my throat.

He’d put on a fitted white T-shirt with the gray sweatpants from earlier that hugged his bottom half so damn nicely. He stood there in all his gorgeous glory, not saying a word.

“Can I help you?” I swallowed.

His eyes held a certain playfulness I hadn’t witnessed before.

“One thing about you, Abby. You knowexactlywhat to say to push my buttons.”

“What are you talking about?”

He walked toward me and didn’t stop when our bodies met. Instead, he pushed me up against the wall. My knees grew weak as his hard chest pressed against my breasts. My nipples stiffened.

His eyes burned into mine. “No one is going to fuck you while you’re pregnant with my baby but me.”

My breathing sped up.

“Iwant to satisfy you.” His chest heaved. “If you’ll let me.” Before I could answer, his lips crashed against mine.

Never in my life had I seen stars the moment someone kissed me, and it felt like I was transported somewhere else for a few seconds. Sig groaned, and the vibration activated every nerve ending in my body. He wrapped his hands around my face, the possessiveness in that act such an incredible turn-on. I threaded my fingers through his hair, and he kissed me harder as his tongue explored my mouth.

What the hell is happening?It was like a switch had flipped inside of him. But I was totally here for it, losing myself in it.

Placing one of his hands behind my head, he rasped, “You tellmewhat you need. Do you understand?”

“Uh-huh,” I panted into his mouth, feeling ready to collapse.

He spoke against my throat. “You have to promise, if we do this, you won’t fall for me.”

As painfully aroused as I was, his words gave me pause, causing me to push back. “You don’t think I know falling for you would be a losing game?” As much as I wanted him, I wasn’t sure this man would ever be ready for love again. And I certainly didn’t want to be second fiddle to his dead wife. I deserved better than that.

Yet even knowing Sig’s limitations, I wanted to experience being with him. It was a dead end that would be one hell of a ride.

But one thing still held me back.

CHAPTER 27

Sig

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