Page 89 of Be My Bride

“It’s hard for me too,” she whispers. “But it’s just one step.”

“Asia…”

“Take a step toward me, Hansley. And I’ll take one to you.”

I dig my fingers into her hair.

My lips descend on hers.

Desire beats a hasty trail down my spine and throbs in my pants.

Damn, she’s so soft against me.

So sweet to the taste.

My arms tighten around her waist and pull her flush against my body.

Asia moans softly.

Her slender arms wrap around my neck as she opens her mouth and welcomes my invasion. I plunge my tongue in roughly, taking her breath and giving mine in return. Scraping and nipping, I brand her as my own.

My mind spins as restraint slips through my fingers.

I can do this much.

If it’s just physical, I’m ready.

If she wants pleasure, I can give it to her all night long.

I can spread her out on the bed.

Make her scream.

Beg.

Moan.

All of that.

Until she passes out from satisfaction.

But Asia’s not just a fling.

And that's not what she’s asking for.

She wants more of me than I’ve given to anyone.

She’s willing to take the risk, even if it scares her.

I don’t think I can.

But I want to try.

“One step, right?” I whisper.

Her chest heaves. Each inhale causes her body to rub against me.

It sends wildfire sparks brushing against my flesh.

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