Page 44 of Wicked Dreams

I sent him a quick nod as I twisted my fingers together in my lap. I was nervous, but excited.Were we finally going to take that next step? Was today the day I’d finally give up my virginity?

Within minutes, he pulled up to a two-story brick building, and parked the Jeep. He climbed out and thankfully came around and opened my door for me since my frantic nerves caused me to freeze in fear.

As we walked across the parking lot, I couldn’t help but to think about us and our weird relationship. I wanted Donovan with a fiery passion, a passion so strong it was blinding. But being blind was scary. I didn’t know where that next step would take us. And as much as I wanted to share myself with him, something in the back of my mind kept begging me to run.

With a deep breath, I pushed it all away. I was being silly. It was Van.I could trust him, right?He’d always been honest with me and protected me anyway he could. That voice in the back of my mind was just the scared, little girl I used to be. And no way was I going back to that.

He led me up a flight of stairs and paused at a door. I crossed my arms over my chest when he released my hand and unlocked the door. Pushing it open, he stepped aside. “After you.” He sent me one of his sexy grins.

I strode forward, finding myself in a nice, fully-furnished living room. Spinning in a circle, I looked over everything in awe. “I thought you just moved in. How did you manage to do all this already?”

“It was fully furnished. It cost a bit more than an empty apartment but saved me a ton in the long run. Want a tour?” His smile shook for a moment, but he quickly righted it.

“I’d love one,” I breathed out, shoving my reservations aside.

He took my hand and led me into the kitchen. It was stocked with top of the line appliances. A big window next to the table allowed a glimpse out back, and the granite countertops had a shine I could see my reflection in.

He led me around the island in the center, back into the living room, and down the hall. He stepped into a dark room. “Thisis my bedroom.” He pointed at the far end of the room. “Over there is a walk-in closet, and there’s the master bath.”

With a surge of bravery, I released his hand and sat on the foot of the king size bed, bouncing. “It’s comfy.”

He peered at me from across the room, and I swore I could see fire burning in his dark eyes. “I haven’t slept in it yet. I just rented it this morning.” He began stalking slowly toward me.

I scooted up the bed, flopping back. “See for yourself.” It was practically an invitation.

A wicked gleam lit up his eyes, and a smile tugged at his lips as he jumped through the air, landing on the bed next to me, making me bounce again.

“What do you think?” I giggled.

He gently placed his hand on my cheek, meeting my eyes. “I think you make everything better.” Slowly, he leaned in for a kiss.

My arms made their way around his neck, pulling him closer as I deepened the kiss. His tongue twisted with mine, pushing me closer and closer to the point of begging him to take me. But I was afraid he’d tell me no. And rejection wasn’t something I could handle at the moment. Ineededhim. I needed his touch, his kisses. I needed everything he was willing to give… and everything he wasn’t.

I had to take control. If I was in control, he’d have a harder time denying me. Slowly, I made my way to his lap, straddling him as my lips continued to move along with his. Reaching for the hem of my shirt, I quickly yanked it above my head, tossing it to the floor. Our eyes met, I could see the battle he was fighting behind them.

“Liv,” he whispered.

“Shhh, don’t deny me, Van.” I leaned down and pressed my lips against his once again, cutting off any protest he might offer.

This time, the kisses weren’t soft and slow. They were hard and fast. His hand came up to rest on the side of my head, tangling in my hair as he pulled me closer. His hands toured my body, squeezing my breasts, then making their way to my back where his fingers got to work on the clasp of my bra.

It popped open, and the straps slid from my shoulders, my breasts spilling out the bottom. His hands pushed the straps down my arms, chunking it into the floor. When my chest was completely free to him, he broke the kiss, gaze gliding downward.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Livvy.” Quickly, he rolled us back over, his hips sliding between my parted legs as his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking and flicking against it with his tongue.

A shiver ran up my spine as my eyes closed to relish the moment. His big, strong hands massaged my breasts while his mouth took turns teasing each perky mound. Slowly, his kisses made their way down my stomach as he pushed my shorts and panties lower and lower.

“I want to taste you, Livvy,” he whispered, his lips never leaving my skin.

I clamped my eyes shut as a breathy moan left my lips from the intense pleasure he was already bringing me.

The next thing I knew, my shorts were dragged from my legs. But he had yet to touch me where I wanted him to. I opened my eyes and found him on his knees between my legs, his hungry gaze slowly taking in each inch of my body. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” His hand touched my knee, gently running up my thigh and squeezing my hip.

“Is this okay? Tell me to stop and I’ll stop,” his voice almost seemed pained.

I shook my head. “Pleasedon’tstop.”

Like he needed my permission, he lowered his mouth to the junction between my legs, his hot mouth licking me where I’d never been touched before. His caress unlocked a loud moan of approval as my eyes closed. As his tongue slid between my folds, my back arched off the bed, and my hips undulated back and forth.

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