Page 120 of Blossoms of the Heart
My head was spinning.
Spinning and bobbling like one of those dashboard dolls.
Mindless like it too.
I’d spent the whole of yesterday thinking about how this exclusive plan of his would work. I’d spent the whole night thinking about it too. Thinking and dreaming, fantasizing about him and the way he touched me.
And here we were.
Tai took me down to the storage room in the basement.
It was a large room filled with boxes. We went to the farthest end where we could, indeed, be well hidden. Even if anyone came in here they would have had to search for us to find us.
He let go of my hand and looked me over with such an intense sexual desire that my knees wobbled. His intensions were clear.
All the while I ached for his touch I had worries, but I wanted him.
This was the one guy I wasn’t allowed to have. The man I’d always dreamt about being with.
The way he was looking at me did sinful things to my body, seized my mind and took over that control.
That same lure that pulled me to him years ago overwhelmed me, and I didn’t want to deny myself of him anymore. I wanted him. Screw the misfortune of my life and all that had happened to me.
Screw it.
I welcomed his lips again. Our bodies crashed into the wall at the intensity of the kiss and I ran my hands over the rock hard muscles of his chest.
“I want these.” He nuzzled into my neck, squeezing my breasts as he worked my top over my head. I rested against the wall as he undid the butterfly clasp on my bra and my breasts spilled out.
“Fuck,” he breathed, staring at me as if I were some exotic dish. “Phoebe, you’re better than any fantasy I could conjure up.”
“Fantasy?” Had anyone ever said that to me before? No. I’d remember that.
“Oh yes. I fantasize about doing this all the time.” He squeezed my breasts and leaned down to run his tongue across my nipples, leaving a trail of fire that heated my entire body and tightened my groin.
I moaned into purest pleasure as he drew my nipples into his mouth sucking me hard. Alternating his suckle from one breast to the other, sending ripples of red-hot ecstasy throughout my body.
Desire pooled between my thighs. Weaving my fingers through his spiky hair, I held him to me, not wanting him to stop. He responded by taking more of my breast into his mouth until his mouth was full.
Then he released me with a smile and those enchanting brown eyes of his held me in place.
“Feel good?” he grinned knowing he didn’t need to ask becausegoodwas an understatement. He knew I loved it when he did that.
“Yeah,” I answered on the edge of a breath.
“Get ready to feel better, baby.” Confidence oozed from his sinful smile.
He undid the zip on the side of my skirt, sending it flowing down my legs. My panties followed and the look he gave me as he watched me standing there, pressed against the wall, naked, was unreal.
Only this man could do this to me. Make me weak with one look, command my attention and will with one kiss. Control me with his presence and make me forget everything.
Everything.
It was a scary thought, but one I would deal with later.
Right now I wanted to remember the desire on his face. It was…primal, raw, hungry.
I wanted to remember everything.
