Page 58 of The Love Ambush
She shakes her head. “No. It wouldn’t be fair to either of us. I can’t do casual.”
“This has never been casual,” I say. “Not for me. And whether or not we do this, my feelings for you won’t change.”
“What do you feel for me?” she asks, eyes wide.
It’s probably a mistake, but I can’t lie to her. “I’ve never felt about anyone the way I feel about you, Gentry. I know we haven’t spent a lot of time together, but I feel like I’ve known you forever and like I’m never quite sure what you’re going to do or say next at the same time. I want to see you naked, but I also want to hear about your day and all your hopes for the future. You make me laugh in a way no one else can, and I’ve never had as much fun fighting with someone as I’ve had with you.”
She chuckles, but it’s a bit watery.
“This feels like more to me than the start of a relationship that’s not heading anywhere. This feels like the start of the rest of my life.”
She sucks in air on a gasp. “Wow,” she says, tears springing to her eyes. “You really are good with the words.”
I grin, expecting her to pull back, to say it’s too much.
Instead, she leans in. “I really like you, Levi Sullivan.” She shrugs almost helplessly. “I don’t know more than that. I don’t know what the future’s going to be, and I’m still scared, but I like you enough to want to try.”
“I’m good with trying. Like the kiss, we can just find out if we’re sexually compatible.”
She snorts. “I think we’rewaybeyond that.”
She leans back and pulls her top off over her head, revealing two perfect breasts, lit by the sun shining through the window like nature is putting the spotlight on her.
She is even more gorgeous than I’d imagined, and I’m the luckiest asshole on the planet to be the man who gets to see her like this. To be the man who gets to learn she has a tiny freckle in the shape of a heart on the top of her left breast, right above her perfect, pink areola.
I only get a moment to enjoy the view before she’s back on me, pressing those breasts against my bare chest.
It’s better than anything, but also makes it too hard to think. I want to enjoy every inch of her, to learn her body and what makes her feel good.
Holding her in place by her shoulders, I scoot down the bed until my face is at the level of her breasts.
“What are you—?” She says as I lower my mouth onto her breast and flick her nipple with my tongue. “Oh,” she says with a sigh. “Oh, that’s nice.”
I aim to do better than nice as I move to the other breast, gently kneading the first with my free hand.
I cannot get enough of this woman.
Taking my time, I kiss my way down her soft belly and pause at the edge of her pajama pants. I grip the waistband and give it a little tug. “Okay?”
She nods, biting her lip, her eyes glazed like she’s loving this.
Her being turned on turns me on even more than I thought possible.
She’s not wearing panties under her PJs, so I’m greeted with the sight of her gorgeous body fully nude as soon as I pull off her pants.
Sliding between her legs, I push her knees open, spreading her out before me.
“Um, Levi,” she says. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to taste this sweet pussy until you come all over my face. Sound good?”
“No. I mean, yes. That sounds amazing, but I should probably shower first.”
“Is that your only hesitation?”
She nods.
“I don’t want to wait to taste you, Gentry.”
