Page 38 of Through You
“You were on my mind for the rest of the goddamn night.”
He takes one step closer to me. Then he entraps me by bringing his arms forward on either side of my waist and placing his hands on the edge of the counter. Earlier, I had decided to let things between us flow. At this very moment, with him this close, I lose my courage and start to reconsider my decision. I’m fighting the urge to flee
“I’ll forgive you under one condition,” he suggests, while ever so slightly rubbing my bottom lip. “Kiss me.”
I hesitate briefly, but his intense gaze makes all doubt on my part vanish. My hands encircle his neck and pull him into a kiss.
Our lips meet. And just like last time, a delicious host of sensations erupts between us. The kiss starts slowly, our lips slightly grazing. It grows passionate when our mouths begin to press with force and move in sync. I could easily get lost in his kisses.
He certainly knows what he is doing, and there’s no doubt in my mind he has a lot of experience. No other guy I’ve been with has kissed me so well. Artemis knows how to move his lips and his tongue; he even knows when to bite my lips to get my pulse racing. I take my hands off his neck and use them to caress his chest and abdomen, tracing every line and muscle with my fingertips.
I need to pull away before this escalates. It’s one thing to get carried away in the middle of the night, and another to let this continue in the light of day. We could get in big trouble if his parents or one of his brothers enters the kitchen and finds us this way. Our breathing is labored as I manage to free myself from his arms.
“I need air.”
He gives me a cocky smile and grabs my wrist.
“Should we move this to my bedroom?”
I understand what he’s implying, and I’m not offended one bit. We’re both adults, and the attraction between us is undeniable.
I release myself from his grip. “Oh my, someone is impatient.”
He laughs and raises both hands in the air. He looks like a spokesmodel.
“The offer stands till whenever you wish to accept it.”
“Hmm, Artemis Hidalgo making things easier for a change.
This will ruin the reputation of the unreachable iceberg.”
He raises a brow. “Iceberg?”
“Yes. Cold as an iceberg.”
“Last night you left me hard like an iceberg.”
Heat rushes through me and turns my cheeks red. I give him my back, pretending I’m looking for something in the fridge.
“What would you like for breakfast?”
“Since you’re not on the menu,” he says, “the usual—fruit salad. Please.”
I bring out the fruit and start preparing it. Artemis has positioned himself behind me, his breath caressing my neck. He brings his hands on either side of my waist and places them on top of my hands.
“How can you look so sexy while doing something so mundane?”
I can feel every part of his body plastered against my back.
The flimsy shorts he’s wearing are not much of a barrier, and I can feel all of him.
His lips make contact with my earlobe. “Come to my bedroom, sexy.”
His hands leave mine and move up to slowly caress my breasts over the uniform I’m wearing. My chest is heaving. He definitely knows how to make a girl melt with the way he touches and licks.
“You know that you won’t regret it. What happened last night was a preview of how I can make you feel.”
I clear my throat. “Stop it, someone might come in.” My voice sounds hoarser than usual.
