As much as he wanted to believe these words, another voice deep inside him was telling him he was lying to himself.
“Please, let me go,” she said, pushing against his arms. He could feel her trembling, although he wasn’t sure if it was from fear of the unknown, fear of him, or something else she didn’t even know existed within her.
He held onto her, pulling her closer against.
“We have to do this,” he said huskily. “It’s the only way without actually having sex.”
Then, he buried his face into the back of her neck. His lips touched her skin, and he tasted her.
He inhaled deeply, noting her hair smelled of lavender and vanilla. There was also another scent that was Gemma. His heart pounded, and his dick felt as if to rip straight through his pants.
Theo couldn’t remember the last time he had ever wanted anyone so badly as he did Gemma right that moment.
He nipped her skin lightly, and Gemma moaned, a sound that came from deep within her soul.
