Page 31 of An Unexpected Everything
“Your scars are safe with me, Bella.”
My hands shook as he spoke, and I stared into those gray eyes. “Weston…I…I’m so scared. All the time. And yet with you? I’m scared for so many other reasons.”
I hated being vulnerable and yet he changed everything like he always did. I couldn’t hide behind who I needed to be when it came to Weston Caldwell.
“Let me show you what we could have, Bella. Just for now.”
I pressed my lips together, leaning into his touch, and I let out a breath, knowing I could be making a mistake, or leaping into the unexpected.
“Okay.”
And then his lips were on mine, and I was his.
Chapter Nine
WESTON
I wrenched away,breath coming in pants. I still had my hand around the back of Bella’s neck, the other on her hip. I forced myself to step away, wondering where the hell my sanity had gone. Or perhaps it was exactly where it needed to be. Nowhere near here.
“I’m sorry. Here we are, trying to have a fucking conversation and I can’t keep my hands off you.” I ran my hands through my hair, grateful for some distance. My cock pressed hard against my zipper, and I knew it would probably leave a mark. But I didn’t care in that moment because I could still taste Bella on my tongue.
None of this felt real. And yet in this moment it was far too set in reality.
“I didn’t tell you to stop.” I blinked at her, at the warmth in her tone, and wondered if I had misheard.
“What?” I said, my voice shaky. “What?” I repeated, knowing I was mumbling at this point.
“I don’t know what’s coming next, I don’t know anything. And for someone who spends their life making sure that they adhere to the plans, it makes no sense. But I really want yourmouth on me. I just want to forget. And I want to remember you. So kiss me. Please. I just need your touch.”
I stalked toward her, sliding my hand through her hair before I tugged slightly. Her mouth parted, and I slid my thumb over her lower lip, tugging down marginally.
“If I kiss you right now, I’m not going to stop. I’m going to want to taste every single inch of you. I want to taste that cunt of yours, slide my tongue between your lips, letting that tart taste settle over my tongue. I want you to gag on my cock, taking me as deep as you can go. And then I want to shove into you, feeling exactly what I’ve been missing all these years. I’m not a nice man right now, Isabella. Outside this room, in any other moment I would do anything for you, for those I…care for.” I had nearly said love, and I could have slapped myself. Because I didn’t know this Isabella. But I sure as hell wanted to.
“So what do you say, Bella? Because if I kiss you, I’m not stopping until you tell me to.”
Because I knew she had been through enough. I wasn’t going to be the one she wanted. I had broken her heart, and then somebody had shattered her safety along the way. I wasn’t the right choice for her, and I had known that all along.
But then Bella went to her tiptoes, my thumb sliding from her mouth, and she bit my jaw.
My eyes widened in surprise, and I tugged on her hair harder, loving the gasp that escaped. I slid my hand underneath her breast, cupping her. My thumb slid over her nipple. When it pebbled against my skin, I pinched it between my thumb and forefinger, harder than I would normally. She arched against me, and I swallowed hard. “I’m going to need the words. Say it out loud. I’m not going to guess. We both know I’ve never been good about reading your mind.”
“And we both realized that I was never good at reading yours. But take me, Weston. I just want to forget.”
“I need you to be sure. Because I can be a good guy. Out here. For my kids. For anyone. But in bed? I’m an asshole. Here and now? I’m not a good guy.”
“You need to stop trying to scare me away. Because I remember exactly who you are. Now take me.”
I wasn’t sure I liked that answer. Because I didn’t want her to forget this. But then again, with reality closing in, maybe it would be good to live in our own fantasy.
So I nodded tightly before crushing my mouth to hers.
I gripped her by the hips and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her to the bedroom. It was a short hallway, and I realized as soon as we walked in it wasn’t even her room. I didn’t care though, and I knew I was about to fuck a Cage in the Cage guest room. It wasn’t exactly what I had planned for my night, but it was exactly what I needed.
“On your feet,” I whispered, and she let her legs drop as I gently set her on the ground. With that, I went to my knees in front of her and looked up.
Her lips were swollen from my kisses, her chest rising and falling with each deep breath. I slid my hands up her tights, grateful she was wearing a dress.
“I want to rip these off you, so I can get closer to that pussy of yours.”
