Page 74 of Someone Exactly Like Me (Wounded Hearts 1)
A lump lodges in my throat, unshed tears sting behind my eyes. “Of course we can.” I force a smile. “I’ll watch you soar to fame on social media and cheer you on.”
He chuckles. “I know you will.” He pauses. “I don’t know when I’ll be back here, but you know my goal is to live here. I just don’t know when that’ll be. When I do, maybe we can get together for lunch or dinner sometime.”
“I’d really like that.” I swallow, trying to dislodge the lump.
Inching in still closer, he lingers above me. “Destiny, I…” His gaze sweeps across my face. “I care for you. I don’t know this feeling well.” He softly chuckles. “I…” He pauses, then releases a low growl, hesitating. “Last night at dinner, when we toasted and you didn’t know what I said, I said, you will always be in my heart, my sweet girl.” Curling his hand under my jaw, he runs his thumb across my lips. As his eyes watch the motion of his thumb, he skims his own lips with his tongue.
My breathing is audible. I can’t douse the desire winding its way through my veins.
He lowers his head, his voice just above a whisper. “If I don’t kiss you before I get on that plane, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.”
My chest rises and falls with each breath I take. “But you don’t kiss women on the lips.” His face inches from mine, my heart hammers in my ears. We breathe each other’s breaths.
“I know,” he says, lowering his head farther, lacing his fingers through my hair. Taking my face in his hands, he tilts it up, then touches his warm lips to mine. A faint groan churns in his throat and thunders through my body.
Nicco
The second our lips touch, my body fucking ignites. Her luscious lips I ravage in my fantasies are pressed softly against mine. Releasing them, I go back immediately, wanting more, so much more. I catch her top lip with my lower lip. Holding her head still in my hands, I graze back and forth across her barely parted lips with mine. Her light, panting breaths feather against my skin.
She parts her lips more, inviting me in. I cover her lips with mine, dipping my tongue into her mouth. A tiny whimper escapes her as she presses her hands against my back. I twitch in my pants. I should stop now, but I’m craving her. I can’t stop. Dragging my tongue between her lips, I sweep a little deeper into her mouth. I groan. Desire pumps through my veins.
Her faint scent of vanilla drifts into my nose as her skin heats beneath my touch. Claiming her mouth again, I slide deeper with my tongue, curling it around hers. Her whimpers grow louder, making me harder. Our tongues dance to a song that belongs only to us. I pick her up, she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. Fuck she feels good pressed against my hard-on. Walking into the kitchen, I sit her on the counter.
Gliding my arm around her back, I cradle her head in my other hand, drawing her mouth to mine again. I curl my tongue shallowly in and out of her mouth, then run it across her top lip. Her breathing is jagged, nails pressing into my back. I go back for more. Her open lips wait for my entry. Closing my mouth over hers, I extend my tongue deep into her mouth, groaning, clutching her head, swirling my tongue around hers.
I pull away from her, my breath heavy and hard, hers rapid and wanting. Spreading my arms wide on the counter I gaze into her eyes, seeing fire, passion, desire. My heart beats fast in my chest. I want her, right now, so fucking badly. I watch her eyes follow my tongue as I run it across my lip. Grabbing her ass, I pull her, hard and fast, to the edge of the counter, making sure she can feel, between her legs, how hard I am. She gasps.
I drill my eyes into hers. “Youdo this to me, Destiny,you.” Slamming my mouth onto hers, I plunge my tongue deep into her.
Her whimpers are pleading as she digs her nails into my lower back, tugging me into her, squeezing her thighs around me, driving me wild. I growl deep in my throat.
Lips locked together, tongues coiling around each other, hearts racing, we kiss, lost in each other.
Fuck I love kissing her. I want to peel off her clothes and kiss every silky inch of her skin. As the thought enters my mind, guilt replaces craving. I should never have kissed her. I crossed a line I shouldn’t have. I’m selfish. I know this can’t go any further and that’s not fair to her.Fuck.
Releasing her lips, I hover above her, my breathing still labored. Will I ever be able to look into her beautiful eyes again after tonight?
“Destiny, I’m sorry.” I shake my head. “I — I shouldn’t have done that.”
She touches her hand to my cheek. “I know the reality of this. I wouldn’t have let you if I didn’t think I could handle the aftermath,” she says through heavy breaths. Her words don’t match the sadness behind her eyes.
I step back and lift her off the counter, seeing a book on the corner,Travel Guide for Ponza Island.
“What’s this?” I ask, picking up the book.
“I found it on Amazon,” she says as I flip through the pages. “What do you think? Will it be good for my research?”
“No.”
“No?”
“No.”
“Why?”
I have a brilliant fucking idea. “You need to experience it to write about it. You’ll come to Italy and I’ll show you Rome and Ponza.”
She shakes her head. “Nicco. That’s very kind of you to offer, but I can’t go to Italy.”
