Page 46 of Unleash You

“If you want me to.”

“I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

By now, I was used to this unwavering need I had to be with Anabelle. I was done fighting it. We belonged together. “Me neither.”

She slipped her hand into mine and pulled me toward the grand staircase. My heart pumped hard at the idea of spending any amount of time in Anabelle’s bedroom. Earlier today, I couldn’t even get myself to go past the threshold. I matched my gait to hers and wrapped my arms around her.

Pressing my chest to her back, I buried my face in her hair. “I don’t know that I’ll be able to do much sleeping with you next to me.”

She let out a breath. “I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t.”

We made our way down the hallway in an awkward embrace while I kissed her neck, shoulder, and whatever patch of bare skin I could find. She smelled of fancy perfume and bourbon. “I’m glad you decided to stay off Mom’s tea tonight.”

“Rebecca shoved the glass in my hand. I was so nervous about the whole dinner party, I didn’t think to complain.” She shook her head and turned to face me. “Now we know why. Don’t be mad at her.”

“I’m not. She wanted to help you.”

“And she did.”

“Yeah, can we get back to the not-sleeping bit?” I captured her mouth with mine and walked her back until we hit her door. “Are you sure? As much as I want you, I don’t mind waiting until you’re ready.”

She tunneled her fingers through my hair and pulled me to her. “I’ve waited long enough.”

I reached around her and turned the knob. We stumbled into the suite, our lips and bodies fused together in a desperate kiss. It shouldn’t matter if she was a virgin or not. But the fact that she’d never done this before made me feel protective of her in a very possessive and brutish way. I didn’t deserve her.

“I want to see you.” I panted a breath. She blushed but started working on the tiny buttons of her dress. Fighting the urge to rip it off, I shoved her hand away and took over. The delicate fabric and her smooth skin underneath were a stark contrast to my large fingers. “Did you get this far with your boyfriend, the college boy?”

She stood there, studying my face with her curious gaze darting to her chest every now and then. “No.”

“He didn’t’ even try?”

She giggled. “He did, but I just didn’t feel it with him. Not like this.”

I spread open the dress to expose her. The lacy bra she wore gave easily when I pulled it down. She exhaled, looking at me with expectant eyes, as if waiting for my approval. Did she really not know how gorgeous she was? I ran the pad of my thumb over her pink nipple. I rolled it between my fingers until it hardened. “He never got to see these?” I took a handful of her breast. It was fucking perfect.

She shook her head as her eyes fluttered closed. Her mouth fell open, but the words didn’t come out.

“He didn’t kiss them or suck on them?” I kneaded harder.

“No.” The answer was barely above a whisper.

“I want to do that.” I sighed on her neck.

She leaned against my hand in response, so I bent down to lick her tight bud. My first taste of her. I gripped her waist and sucked hard. Taking my time, I paid equal attention to both breasts, slightly twisting her nipple, pulling and massaging before capturing it with my mouth.

“Wesley.” She took a fistful of my hair, arching her back.

“I’ve been dying to see you naked since I first kissed you.” I slipped the dress over her shoulder and let it fall to her feet along with her bra. The red from her cheeks extended all the way to her belly. I’d bet she was wet for me already. I pictured her pretty pussy clearly in my head. I wanted to rip her panties off and bury my face in it, but instead, I forced myself to take it slow. “You’re so beautiful.” I palmed her mound with one hand and her perky tit with the other. She’d said she waited for me. She was mine. I yanked her underwear down and stood back to study her sex, the soft hair there and plump flesh. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

“Turn around.”

Her perfectly round ass slid across my hand when she did as I asked. Moving her soft hair out of the way, I planted wet kisses along the length of her spine. I nibbled and sucked a trail from the dip of her waist down to her butt cheek. She squirmed and giggled away from me.

“This is serious.” I gripped her arms and rocked my hips against her.

“I know that.” She laughed, glancing at me over her shoulder. She felt too good.

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