Page 23 of The Hero I Can't Resist
He grunts. “If you knew what I wanted to do to you, you’d think otherwise.”
My nipples pucker, and I arch my chest, rubbing my hard peaks against his pecs. The sensation travels through my body, and I know I’d give anything, promise anything, to be with him. I pry my hands from his hold and wrap my arms around his torso. With one small tug, I pull him on top of me, and he grunts. “I want you,” I tell him. I’m almost pleading with him. “I want this.”
He nuzzles my neck, sending chills down my body. “I promised your?—”
I turn my head and find his lips. Like a magnet, our lips connect, and the kiss is all-consuming. I lift my legs, wrapping them around his waist, pulling him tighter against me. “Zach, please. I don’t want to hear all the reasons why this is a bad idea or why we shouldn’t. Just one night, that’s all I’m asking of you.”
He puts his hand at my waist and then slides it under the band of my shorts. His finger grazes my mound, and I jerk. He slides a digit between my slick, swollen folds, and I let my legs fall to the bed, open wide.
Zach takes full advantage, stroking me. I pump my hips, and he moans. “Fuck, you’d fit so good wrapped around my cock, sweets.”
I groan as he strokes my swollen clit. “Zach, please,” I beg him.
He sits up on his haunches, jerking my shorts and panties off in a swift motion. He drops my clothes, puts his hands on my thighs, and pushes them open.
He moves suddenly, leaning over the bed, and flips on the light of the lamp. I squeal, throwing myhands over my body, trying to cover myself. He grabs my wrists and holds them between us, eyes locked on mine. “Stop,” he demands.
I stop fighting and stare up at him. “Turn the light off, Zach.”
He tilts his head to the side and looks at me. He sits down and pulls me to a sitting position. “We need to talk.”
I look at him, aghast. “You want to talk? Now?”
He opens his mouth, but I hold a hand up. “If you’re going to tell me all the reasons why we shouldn’t be doing this, I don’t want to hear it.”
He grabs my hand and holds it between both of his. “There are a lot of reasons why we shouldn’t do this, and I’m sure I’m going to get an ass-kicking for it, but I want you, Sky. So much that I can’t fight this.”
A lightness falls over me, and I can feel the tightness in my shoulders start to fade. “Okay, then…”
“But we need to talk before this happens.”
“I’m on the pill,” I breathe out, thinking that we’re having the birth control talk. It’s not like I’m sure how this happens, but I’m assuming people discussbirth control before having sex. This is my first time, not that I’ll be telling him that.
His jaw tightens, and he nods. “That’s good because I want to be inside you with nothing between us.”
I suck in a hard breath. “Then what are we doing here?”
“This is not a one and done or nobody has to know situation, Sky. This is more than just a fuckin’ way to pass time.”
I refuse to be taken in with his words. It’s lust talking, plain and simple, and he thinks he has to promise me the world or something, but he doesn’t. I want this. I wanted this way before I ever should have. But instead of saying any of those things, I gesture to the light. “And do you need to have the light on to do that?”
“Yes.”
I scrunch my nose up. “Why?”
He smiles, and the way he’s looking at me has my guts twisting in anticipation. “Because I’m going to kiss, lick, and suck every part of your body, and I want to see every nip I make, every flush on your skin, every tremble… fuck, I want to see it all.”
I jut my chin at him. “I…”
I can’t bring myself to say it. I’m secure in my plump body. I don’t have any qualms about what I look like, but I’m not used to showing it off either.
He puts a finger on my chin and lifts so I’m looking at him. “It’s your decision. If you want the light off, I’ll turn it off. But I want you to know that I love your body. Just looking at you makes me hard, Sky.”
He gestures between us, and his shorts are tented from his erection. “Case in point.”
I blush and look away after I see the twitching movement. I look into Zach’s eyes, and they’re darker than usual, filled with desire. In this moment, I make a decision. I want Zach. I’ve thought about this, and I know if I don’t do it, I’ll regret it. I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. Sitting here in only a bra, I know that my curves are on full display. My thighs are thick, my belly softly rounded, but I don’t care because he is looking at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.
I suck in a breath, reach behind me, and undo the clasp of my bra. I let the straps slide off my shoulders, and when the lacy cups fall away, I hold my breath.
