Page 76 of The Love Ambush
Chapter Seventeen
Levi
Gentry’s holding back.
I’m fully aware she doesn’t trust half of what I’m saying to her, but I can be patient.
The strength of my feelings for her should scare me. Maybe I shouldn’t trust them. But as she wraps her arms around me and lets me pull her onto my lap, the word that’s playing over and over in my mind ismine. She’s mine, and I’m determined to be hers, no matter how hard she tries to fight it.
And then she deepens the kiss, and all I can think is how much I want her. Why the hell has it taken me so long to get here?
She straddles my lap, and my dick presses insistently against the zipper of my jeans. She must feel it, because she grinds down on me, letting out the sweetest little whimper, and I lose all sense of reason.
I am built for nothing more than pleasing Gentry Lendew.
She presses herself against me, and I slide my hands up her back and unhook her bra in one practiced move. “This okay?”
“Mm-hmm,” she says, still kissing me.
I pull away and look into her eyes, or I try to look into her eyes. It’s too dark to make out many details of her face. “I need more than that, baby. I need to know you’re here with me, that you want me.”
She rolls her hips over me. “I want you, Levi.”
She dives back toward me, aiming for my mouth, but I dodge and hold her in place. “I need to know you won’t regret this in the morning. I never want you to regret anything between us.”
I know she’s not where I am, not yet. I don’t want sex to be her excuse to push me away again.
She huffs. “I know what I’m doing, Levi. I’m not going to regret this.”
“And tomorrow? When we get back to Catalpa Creek? What if I want to be more than your vacation fling?”
She looks at me as though she can make out my features in the dark, or maybe she’s trying as futilely as I am to see. “I want that, too. I’m just…” She pulls in a deep breath and lets it out slow. “Yes. I want to be with you when we get back to Catalpa Creek. I want this to be more than a vacation fling. I just don’t know exactly what that looks like yet.”
As usual, I’m overthinking things. The catastrophizing part of my brain wants a guarantee she can’t give and I shouldn’t ask for.
I pull her back to me and kiss her hard. Memorizing her taste and feel.
Hands in my hair, she gives a little tug that sends a spike of desire straight to my already straining dick. I can’t remember ever wanting anyone as much as I want her.
“I’m going to make sure you never forget this night,” I say.
“It’s already engraved in my memory. You’ve given me one of the best days of my life.”
Pride swells in my chest. “Let’s see if we can make tonight just as memorable.”
I start to get up, expecting her to climb off my lap, but she stays put. “We can’t go back.”
“I thought you wanted to—”
“Oh, I absolutely want to have sex with you, Levi, but if we go back to the house, we’ll have to check in with Josephine and thekids. The kids will want to tell me all the ways you ruined their lives, and it could be hours before we’re alone in our room. Do you want to wait hours?”
I do not want to wait hours, but I only have one blanket and the night is getting colder. What I want is to lay Gentry out on a bed where I can actually see her body and take my time pleasuring her the way she deserves.
“I can hear the wheels turning in your brain,” she says. “This is life with teenagers. There’s never enough time or space for perfect. There’s just enough for getting what you need and making the most of the moments you’re lucky enough to get. Even if we wait until we’re back at the farmhouse, we have to lock the door and be quiet. This is what being a part of my life will be, Levi, and the sooner—”
I kiss her before she has a chance to argue that I can’t handle her complicated life. Under her jacket and sweater, I push her bra over her breasts and cup them in my hands, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples.
She groans my name, and nothing else matters but making her feel so good she forgets every argument she’s got against us working.
