Page 75 of His to Love
He shook his head slowly and lifted his glass to his lips, draining it one large sip. “Nope.”
“Dinner?” I asked, my lips twitching and fighting a smile.
Tyson stood up and held out his hand to me. I placed mine inside his and let him pull me to my feet. “Not hungry for food.”
“What are you hungry for?” But I already knew. Showing him, I rolled to my toes and kissed him, licking my lips right before mine met his.
“You,” he growled, his lips against mine. Then he opened his mouth, his tongue sliding out and tasting my lips. He controlled the kiss as he tilted my head with his warm hands until I was at the angle he wanted me. “Let me take you to bed and show you how much.”
“You have me,” I whispered, pulling back from him. Desire pooled in his dark blues as his eyes scanned my face. I waited, breathless and lips parted, hoping he could see the truth…and understand that I meant so much more.
With a nod so small I almost missed it, his shoulders relaxed beneath my hands. His whole body seemed to melt with my admission. And then I let him tug me down the hall.
Because I wanted him to show me how much he wanted me.
I wanted to show him how much I needed him.
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“I’m going to be out of town tomorrow. And I won’t be back until Saturday.”
“Oh.” I was disappointed. I wanted to see him again before I had to see Malik. “Okay.”
Sitting up in the bed, I tugged the sheets up over my chest and wrapped my arms around my stomach. It was morning and I couldn’t help but enjoy the view as Tyson began pulling on his pants and tugging on his shirt. My fingers itched to grab everything he was putting on and rip it off, before I pulled him back to bed.
“I want you to come to my place after the benefit,” he said when he was done dressing.
A small line appeared between his eyes.
“It might be late.”
He scowled. “It better not be. And I want you in my bed after I know you’ve spent the night with another man. I might need to remind you of what we’re doing together.”
“And what is that?” I hesitated to ask but did it anyway. I knew how I felt. I was pretty sure I knew how Tyson felt.
My breath caught in my chest as I waited for him to answer. And when he did, I was not disappointed.
“We’re building our second chance. The life we should have had together before it was taken away.”
“Oh…okay.” My cheeks warmed with heat as he kissed me. It was soft and languid, our tongues rolling around each other’s as he slid his into my mouth.
“Saturday, Blue.”
“Saturday,” I agreed, before pulling him back to me. His hands were braced on the bed next to my waist so I glided one of my hands around to the back of his neck and pulled him toward me. I took his weight as he adjusted and a hum of approval fell from my lips as his body covered me. “Maybe you can remind me, now.”
He chuckled softly and peppered my cheeks, jaw, and throat with slow kisses. “I wish I could stay, I really do. But once I get this case taken care of, we’ll have more time together.”
I pouted, unable to help it. Already my body was warming, my most intimate areas pulsing with desire.
“Promise me,” he said, resting his forehead against mine. “After the benefit you come to me.”
His voice was so stern, so serious, that it made something lump in my throat. “Why?”
“Just promise me.”
I frowned, unable to figure out why his plea sounded so ominous. Then I nodded and trailed my fingertips down his scruffy cheeks, stopping at his lips.
He nipped the tip of my finger with his teeth and grinned, but even I noticed it didn’t reach his eyes.
