Page 60 of The Rules Of Attraction
Slowly she lowered to my mouth pressing those beautiful, delicious lips to mine.
Eureka.
I meant to only give her the quick kiss I suggested but in my head, my mischievous head, I recalled saying kiss me like you did the other night. We didn’t have any quick kisses that night.
Summer had pressed her lips to mine with something quick in mind, but the mere action must have taken her back to the other night too.
My body quivered at the sweet tenderness of her kiss. I tried to control myself, but damn it I couldn’t and I thought screw it.
I captured her mouth, indulging her sweetness as lust burned my brain. It made me lose my mind and in that passion filled moment I had to note that I’d never felt such undiluted desire before, and definitely not from kissing.
When I heard a soft moan escape her and she gave in to the unyielding call of attraction I took the moment to explore her mouth. Soon the kiss turned hungry, and I lost control of my hands.
I ran my fingers up her back and while one hand reached into the back of her head to keep her at my lips, my other hand found her left breast.
I went completely hard, as in ready for action when I felt the diamond hard nipples beneath my fingers.
Backwards and forward, I ran my fingers over it taking the mere kiss outside the remits ofjust kissing.
I would have continued because she was allowing me to do this to her, and enjoying it like she needed me to touch her. But something happened that I didn’t expect.
It was a thought that popped up in the forefront of my mind. It flagged to me that I needed to stop if I wanted her to stay. I thought of how much I wanted her to stay and that I’d gone so far as to tell her that the job was a live-in position so she would stay. I didn’t normally go through such efforts.
But more importantly, I needed to stop for her.
She was in a vulnerable position and had resisted me for her own personal reasons. Reasons I didn’t need to know in order to respect.
I was disrespecting her now by making the kiss more.
That thought made me stop and I quickly removed my hand from her breasts.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered against her lips. “That was …”
She lifted her head moving out of my hold and looking down at me, clearly thrown by her actions too. “I’m sorry. It’s me too.”
Hurt flashed in the wondrous green hue of her eyes and I wondered why.
Was that it?
Had she been hurt?
Women were mainly withdrawn and reserved after they’d been hurt. Talking to her had allowed me to see a part of who she was. It was sad about her parents and that she said she wasn’t close to her other relatives but I saw the pain of something else that troubled her. I felt it was that thing that made her resist me.
“Let’s put this back on the shelf.” I suggested. “Last kiss for now. Don’t expect me to stop looking at you though.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone quite like you.” She stated.
“And you never will, angel.” I chuckled. “Go try your clothes on.”
“Dinner’s at five?”
“I look forward to it.”
I could have melted when she leaned in again and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
She hopped off my lap and I watched her go up the stairs. I watched her until she turned the corner and even after when I couldn’t see her anymore.
I’d never had a woman live with me like this before. The task was going to be a hard one to act like I was so busy that I needed her to live with me.
