Page 26 of Consumed By You
“Y-Yes. Yeah, that’s fine.”
Barely a few seconds pass before he turns to me, breathing in deeply.
“You remember the night you kicked me out of your apartment?”
Whoa, quick change of subject.
I nod warily, not sure I’m prepared to hear this.
“I didn’t go see anyone, Darcy.”
I’m unable to hide my surprise…or pleasure at his confession.
“You didn’t see a woman this weekend?”
“No.” He looks down at his stiff hands and then back at me.
“Why not?” I urge, begging him to tell me what I want to hear.
“I couldn’t.”
“Because?”
“Because of you. I couldn’t get you out of my head. I haven’t been able to since I first laid eyes on you.”
I’m dreaming. I have to be dreaming.
“I’m desperate for you, to feel you.” I realize I’m shaking when his hand covers mine. He’s touching me. Hewantsme.
“Say something,” he whispers, lacing our fingers together. I gape, at a loss for what to say, what to do.
“I’ve tried so hard to get past these feelings I have for you, but they won’t go away.”
My mind melts, deteriorating as he brings his hand up to my face, grasping onto the nape of my neck. “I want you, Darcy.”
Oh, fuck it.
“Then have me,” I breathe, just as his lips collide with mine.
CHAPTER FIVE
We’re interrupted by a rap on the door. A cruel, sick joke.
“Wait here.” He kisses my lips and lifts himself up to get the door. I quickly run my hands over my face, disturbed by my lack of restraint.
What am I doing? Do I want to do this?
Hell yes, I do!
This can only end badly, Darcy! This isn’t some happily-ever-after shit!
Benjamin takes the tray from the waiter, not letting him pass despite his feeble efforts. I think he’s supposed to set up the table for room services. Ben hands him a tip, ushering the man out so he can shut the door. He sets the tray on the table and rounds it to get to me.
“Come.” He holds out his hand to me.
“What about the food?”
“It’s not going anywhere.” He cradles my neck between both hands and pulls me in, crushing my miniscule limbs to his body with little effort. His thick erection rests between us as he practically drags my trembling body to his bedroom. The rate at which my heart is pounding should be impossible.
