Page 133 of Forbidden Forget-Me-Not

“You’ve always made me shake,” I admitted.

It was the truth. Goran was the only guy who had ever made me nervous. He sent butterflies spiraling through my chest, and I never knew what to say, always praying I didn’t sound like a fool as I rambled.

The feral glint in his eyes made my breath catch.

“I’ve craved a moment like this, free from the weight of fear. One night, when I wasn’t calculating exits, threats, and contingencies.”

His fingers moved to my hips, pulling me flush against him. Skin to skin. My nipples hardened, as my core throbbed, and heat spread throughout my body.

“Tonight is ours. Tonight, you’re mine,” he growled, the sound vibrating through me.

Goran walked me backward until my knees touched the mattress.

“Lie down and spread your legs. I want to look at you.”

I did as he ordered, and rose petals pressed into the mattress beneath my shoulder blades. Candlelight danced over his torso as he stared down at me.

My legs slowly opened, but my body tightened with anticipation.

Goran’s eyes traveled from my eyes to my breasts before settling at the apex of my thighs.

“Do you remember the first time you called me late at night? You somehow convinced me to stay awake until I had to get ready for work? The way you moaned in my ear drove me wild.”

He unbuckled the leather belt, and a shiver raced down my spine as the ends fell open.

I blushed, the heat of the memory making me wish for a fan.

“How could I forget? I was terrified that you’d turn me away.”

His eyes snapped back up to mine.

“I could never turn you away.”

His zipper sounded loud in the quiet room as he pulled it down. My pussy clenched with desire.

He stepped out of his pants, leaving me staring at his thick length already hard between his legs.

I sucked in a gasp when he wrapped his fist around his shaft and began to stroke.

“Touch yourself.”

Biting my lip, my hands began to move. They roamed over my chest, down my stomach, and then between my thighs. I was already wet, and a soft moan escaped as I rubbed small circles over my clit.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Lani. The way you’re lying there…like you’re offering yourself to me.”

“I am offering myself to you.” My voice was barely more than a whisper.

Goran dropped to his knees, and I gasped as he pulled me closer to the edge of the bed.

“I don’t share. I don’t bargain. And I won’t give you back without a fight.”

Before I could respond, his mouth stole every thought from my mind.

“Ohh.” The moan slipped from my lips as my knees fell open the rest of the way.

He knew my body so well that within minutes, I was gasping, already teetering on the verge of an orgasm. Goran’s grip tightened when I arched. My ass pressed deeper into the mattress before lifting again, searching for more.

The sounds he made were animalistic.