Page 32 of Captivated By You
My hand at her hair fell. Strands of her brown hair fell into my face and I closed my eyes and shook off the tickling sensation. My other hand skimmed down her arm until it was over her hands. Curling our fingers together, I held her hand tightly beneath mine. My other was still white-knuckling the counter, fighting the urge to dig into her hips. To spin her around. To lift her and step between her spread thighs before bending to taste her in that same area.
She hadn’t responded, but her body trembled, back straightened as if she was having difficulty fighting against the onslaught of what was happening between us. What would happen between us.
What she’daskto happen between us.
“What’s holding you back, sweetheart? And what can I do to prove to you how good this could be between us?”
“Liam.”
Her voice rolled my name on a tortured groan, pulled from her like she hadn’t wanted to say it. In the window reflection, I could see her lids had fallen. Pink colored her cheeks and her pulse rapidly beat against the sensitive skin behind her ear. I touched her everywhere I could reach with my lips. Inhaled her scent, the feel of her, the tiny little set of two matching moles she had just beneath her hair at her nape, the only marking I’d seen on her body anywhere. I catalogued every inch of her shoulders and neck, fighting the control, losing it.
“I’ll do anything you want. Just say the word.”
I licked the lobe of her ear, nipped it with my teeth before pressing against her. I was so damn hard I could pound through cement. My abs tightened with the force of not thrusting forward. My stomach ached with the need to move, my ass sore from trying to stay still. She was so damn succulent. Sweet and beautiful and relaxed and way better than anyone I had ever been with before. I was totally outshooting my range with Claudia, despite the millions I had. It wasn’t about money, it was about character and she beat every person I knew.
“Stop, please,” she whispered. Her hand beneath mine flexed. “I can’t. I can’t do this with you.”
“Sure you can,” I said. “I’ll even teach you, and I promise you. I’ll be very patient with you.”
