Page 74 of This Bitter Sweet Temptation
But with his wall of a body next to mine, it’s balmy enough to go back to sleep, if I can just ignore how hot andbotheredI am.
Man.
Let me enjoy the paradox.
Let me bask in his closeness and warmth for a little while longer. Before I flop to the other side of the bed and try to stop fantasizing about what it might be like if we were two very different people.
If Holden woke up right now, felt me, and pulled me into those seething arms…
If he claimed my lips.
If he growled in my ear and pushed my legs apart.
Please.
Please humor me, Mr. Verity, for just a little while longer.
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CURSED BLESSING (HOLDEN)
Faint light spills through the blinds, stabbing my eyes, and when I peel them open—
What the fuck?
I wake up with little Cleo in my arms. Her body turned to mine, her face tilted on my shoulder, breathing softly against my jaw.
A small lit apple-scented cherry bomb, and she’s still damnably soft and sexy, even when she’s knocked out with her mouth open like the heavy sleeper she is.
This was not what I planned when I settled on sharing this bed.
Hell, I just wanted to save us from back spasms.
Fucking fool, you should’ve known.
Now, here we are. Curled up like newlyweds, throbbing all over, while a hard-on for days presses against her bare thigh.
That wipes the grog from my eyes near instantly.
I’m so fucking hard it’s painful.
Still, I try to adjust, to save myself from plummeting into hell.
In the confusion of body parts and tangled sheets, my hand slides up her ass.
Shit!
Of course, it’s lushly round, begging to be mauled. A ripe peach I’ve tried to bleach from my mind.
She moans and stirs, pushing closer. Her leg nudges my erection like the invasive animal it is.
Fuck me.
Lust knifes through me, stronger than a fever, worse than any sickness I’ve had for a good, long time.
When she sighs and turns her face up to mine, I lose it.
I fucking give in to the animal need to brush my lips over hers.
