Page 22 of Protecting Talia

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Holding Talia felt good. They weren’t even kissing but having her in his lap felt amazing. He was doing all he could to keep his cock from getting hard. She didn’t need that, not now.

He was about to stand when she turned and straddled him, her body fitting perfectly against his.

“Talia,” he whispered. “You don’t?—”

“I want to.”

Her lips came down on his, and his eyes slid closed. He held onto her sides, then slowly wrapped his arms around her back as her arms came around his neck. She rocked her hips, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to control his dick. The heat in his chest spread out to his limbs. He wanted to get rid of his clothes just to cool off but also to feel all of her.

She pulled back, her lips twisted into a sexy smile. “How far do you want to take this?”

He groaned. “I should say we stop now, but I don’t want to. I like how you feel against me.”

She rocked her hips, grazing her center against his hardening cock. “I like this.”

His hands tightened on her sides, and for a second, he held her still. He needed more, so he moved her, grinding her against his body. They both moaned and went back to kissing. He was so close to the edge. No way would he do this with any other woman. He would have pushed her off him and leaned her over the couch before grabbing a condom and sinking in. He didn’t want to rush things with Talia, though. He needed more.

He had to stop this.

Zip ripped his lips from hers and held her so the pressure wasn’t so hot against his dick.

“I want us, not just sex. We need to slow down.”

She groaned but moved her leg, crawling off his body. “I agree. I don’t want to, but I think it would be better if we waited.”

“I want to get to know you, Talia. We’ve spent some time together, but we need more time together.”

“I should go home.”

He thought about complaining and begging her to stay, but he needed to be strong. He needed to know Talia better, not just have sex with her at the drop of a hat. There was something brewing between them that felt different than anything he’d experienced before. He wanted that to grow and for anything to grow between them, it needed air.

The thought of having sex with her twisted through his mind, but it was too early. They could wait.

He jumped up and moved to her, placing a very sweet kiss on her lips while keeping their bodies apart. Touching her felt amazing. It was more than just the sexual touch, more than what he felt with others. Touching Talia pulled at his soul. She was salve to his sandpaper heart, giving him relief he’d never had before.

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Talia wished they’d had sex, but it would have been too soon. She wanted more from Zip. He knew a lot about her, more than most people, and he hadn’t run. He was sticking by her. She couldn’t believe that he wanted to be with her after everything she’d done.

A knock sounded on her door, and she moved to it, glad Zip had installed the peephole. She looked through it, seeing a stranger.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Dave from downstairs.”

“Dave. There isn’t a Dave.”

“Sorry. My dad died. I own the place. I wanted to introduce myself.”

Talia squeezed her hands into fists and weighed her options. Her landlord could have died. She wouldn’t have known. Now she had this guy standing outside her place, wanting to talk to her. It wouldn’t do any harm, would it? She slowly opened the door, bracing her foot behind it so she could stop him from barging in.

“Yeah?”

“Like I said, I’m Dave. I own the place now. I’m not changing anything. I’ll be the one you give rent to.”

“I was paying online. Can we do that?”

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