Page 261 of No Need to Run
My breathing is heavy as I lower her to her feet, her body sliding down mine.
“Did you mean what you said? About the woman who has so much to give.”
She nods, her lips parting slightly. “Yes.”
My hands run up her side. “That felt like a confession. Wanting someone to pull her close.” I tug her closer, our bodies melded together. “To kiss her until she forgets how to breathe.”
Her breath comes faster. “Yes. That’s what I want.”
I cup her face. “Do you want someone who won’t hesitate?” My pulse beats against my skin. “Someone who takes what he wants?”
A slight puff of air hits my face as she exhales. “I want all of it.”
My lips find hers again. The kiss is hungry. Desperate.
Like I've waited far too long for this.
And then, we’re tugging at each other’s clothing, breaking long enough to tug off our shirts. Shoes. Jeans. Underwear.
When she’s naked, I lift her, carrying her to my bed, my lips fused with hers.
I lay her on it, my weight following, covering her skin.
I break the kiss, sucking in a breath. I take in her luminous eyes in the dark. The way her chest heaves against mine.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
I lean over, reaching into my nightstand. I pull out the ridiculous blindfold Ivy insisted belonged in my "fresh start" basket. One I’d never thought I’d use.
Until now.
She lifts her head, letting me slide it on.
Then she lays back, her body presented to me like it’s on a platter.
“I’m yours, Drew. Take me.”
My lips seal over hers, kissing her like she’s the air I need to breathe. Her breasts press into me, nipples hard beneath my skin.
I break the kiss, my lips traveling down her throat, licking and sucking. Marking her as mine.
My hands move to her breasts, teasing her nipples. She moans, arching into my touch.
“God, Violet,” I whisper. “You smell so good.” I press my nose against her throat before sucking her soft skin.
She moans, writhing beneath me.
I pull back enough to put my index finger in my mouth. Then I tease her nipple, watching it harden even more. I do the same with the other, watching her lose control.
“You look so beautiful. Coming undone like this.”
She whimpers in response, her head rolling on the pillow.
“Drew,” she whispers. “Please.”
I adjust myself, sliding my hardness against her clit, teasing her. My mouth covers her right nipple, my tongue circling it before I suck it harder. Her nails dig into my back in response.
