Page 7 of Tess, Property of Blaze

He walks up to me, only stopping when his nose is mere inches away from mine. His lips just… right there. I hold my breath—is he going to kiss me?

“Relax, it’s warm. No one cares what I’m wearing, or what I’m not, for that matter.”

I nibble on the inside of my cheek and try not to look at his chest, but what can I say? I’m a girl who hasn’t had sex in nearly three years, after all. Not that I haven’t had offers, I was just not in the right place, and needed to find myself again.

But boy am I ready now! Cut it out, Tess, it’s just your hormones talking, you can’t have sex with him.

Lighting the cigarette that’s barely been sitting on his lips this whole time, he takes a drag and looks me up and down. Feeling a little self-conscious at his scrutiny, I look down at my body, and notice my nipples are hardening at his stare. I quickly fold my arms over my chest to cover them.

“If you’re going out like that, then I don’t see why I can’t go out like this?” He removes his cigarette and blows out smoke.

“What exactly is wrong with what I’m wearing?” I ask, feeling a little disappointed that he’s criticizing my choice of clothing.

I narrow my eyes at him, but before I can ask what the hell is wrong with my clothes, he steps even closer, and growls out, “Before you get all angry and shit, there ain’t nothing wrong with what you’re wearing, but if you were my woman—and believe me, you will be my woman—ain’t no other man ever gonna see the way your nipples are showing through that top of yours. I know I affect you, baby, just like you affect me. I’m getting hard just being this close to you.”

I don’t respond; I can’t. I’m lost for words. I’ve never had anyone speak so directly to me before. He says exactly what he feels.

My mind’s still running over his words, like when he said that he’ll make me his woman, when he suddenly curses and throws his cigarette to the ground. Then he pushes me up against the brick wall and ravishes my mouth with his, his hot and desperate kiss giving me no room to breathe, his arms demanding as they wrap around me and he squeezes my ass with firm hands, forcing my core against his hard, erect cock.

That was the first time Blaze ever kissed me, and indeed, that night, he made me his woman, in more ways than one.

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