follows closely behind me as I go up the stairs and unlock my front door. I delay turning around for a few seconds, but when I do I’m face to face with Seth. My belated sensor light flicks on and illumines his features—the black hair, dark eyes with tiny golden rivers and finally a set of luscious lips, and all of them are inches away from me. My body knows it too. Everything inside me is tight and on full alert just waiting for me to give them the signal to let go. I step a little closer to him, encouraging him.
He’s looking at me, his eyes dancing while his mouth remains curved in a lopsided smirk. I have a sudden, wild urge to reach out and press my fingers to his perfect lips.
“I meant what I said.” He says. His voice is low and it draws my attention from his lips to his eyes. “You’re too good for guys like him...and me.”
I frown, defiantly. “Who says I’m good?”
Seth leans into me and my breath catches in my throat. He’s so close the scent of him tears through me and desire swells between my thighs. The cologne he’s wearing makes me want to close my eyes and inhale as deeply as I can, but I don’t because that would be creepy. I can’t be plain, boring and creepy. His eyes are focused on me as his hand slides firmly around my waist. My pulse hits overdrive and my skin prickles all over. I want to lick his chest and kiss his lips. I want to feel his rough hands all over my body. Oh God . I want it. It’s so wrong—so unlike me—but I can’t stop the pure, animalistic desire in the pit of my stomach.
“I know you’re good because you flush whenever I get close to you.” He leans in and I can feel his hot breath on my face, causing my pulse to skitter uncontrollably. “Your breathing either speeds up or disappears completely. And—” He slides a firm hand between my legs. I gasp and instinctively squeeze them shut—trapping him. His eyes continue to dance with devilish amusement as they taunt me. “Let’s just say, I can tell by how you react to me.”
I find myself incapable of speech as I remain frozen, completely entranced by the thick, rough hand trapped between my thighs. My breathing is deep and quick. I can feel the warmth of my blush beginning to spread down my neck and across my chest, and it feels as though my very skin is burning. His hand feels so good where it is and I don’t want to let it go.
“And if I wasn’t good?” I reply, slightly breathless. “What would happen tonight?”
“Nothing. If you weren’t good I would’ve had you in the shower room two days ago.”
Shower room? Did he come down the hallway to specifically find me? Had he honestly expected me to spread my legs for him in the shower room at my father’s gym? He’s confidence levels are annoyingly high. Reluctantly, I open my legs and he takes his hand back, but not before sliding his finger right across the center of my warmth. A half moan, half gasp falls involuntarily from my lips, but I’m too aroused to be embarrassed. He blinks for a second too long and his jaw noticeably tightens. I can see he’s trying to decide what to do right now and I pray that it’s not treat me like I’m good. His hand grabs the front of my dress and tugs me into him. I don’t have time to react appropriately before he grips my hips and presses the lips I’ve so desperately wanted to kiss, to my own. Something snaps inside me, and with a surge of hot arousal, I run my fingers through his hair and kiss him back with wild abandon. His tongue glides across my bottom lip, coaxing me into opening my mouth. I do and he wastes no time in darting his tongue inside. I’m not going to stop here—no way—in my little world, I’m way past the point of redemption. I want him and I want him right now. He tastes delicious and it’s amazing considering he was drinking beer not too long ago. Seth crushes his body against mine and his hands slide up my delicate curves and into my hair, urging me harder against
He’s looking at me, his eyes dancing while his mouth remains curved in a lopsided smirk. I have a sudden, wild urge to reach out and press my fingers to his perfect lips.
“I meant what I said.” He says. His voice is low and it draws my attention from his lips to his eyes. “You’re too good for guys like him...and me.”
I frown, defiantly. “Who says I’m good?”
Seth leans into me and my breath catches in my throat. He’s so close the scent of him tears through me and desire swells between my thighs. The cologne he’s wearing makes me want to close my eyes and inhale as deeply as I can, but I don’t because that would be creepy. I can’t be plain, boring and creepy. His eyes are focused on me as his hand slides firmly around my waist. My pulse hits overdrive and my skin prickles all over. I want to lick his chest and kiss his lips. I want to feel his rough hands all over my body. Oh God . I want it. It’s so wrong—so unlike me—but I can’t stop the pure, animalistic desire in the pit of my stomach.
“I know you’re good because you flush whenever I get close to you.” He leans in and I can feel his hot breath on my face, causing my pulse to skitter uncontrollably. “Your breathing either speeds up or disappears completely. And—” He slides a firm hand between my legs. I gasp and instinctively squeeze them shut—trapping him. His eyes continue to dance with devilish amusement as they taunt me. “Let’s just say, I can tell by how you react to me.”
I find myself incapable of speech as I remain frozen, completely entranced by the thick, rough hand trapped between my thighs. My breathing is deep and quick. I can feel the warmth of my blush beginning to spread down my neck and across my chest, and it feels as though my very skin is burning. His hand feels so good where it is and I don’t want to let it go.
“And if I wasn’t good?” I reply, slightly breathless. “What would happen tonight?”
“Nothing. If you weren’t good I would’ve had you in the shower room two days ago.”
Shower room? Did he come down the hallway to specifically find me? Had he honestly expected me to spread my legs for him in the shower room at my father’s gym? He’s confidence levels are annoyingly high. Reluctantly, I open my legs and he takes his hand back, but not before sliding his finger right across the center of my warmth. A half moan, half gasp falls involuntarily from my lips, but I’m too aroused to be embarrassed. He blinks for a second too long and his jaw noticeably tightens. I can see he’s trying to decide what to do right now and I pray that it’s not treat me like I’m good. His hand grabs the front of my dress and tugs me into him. I don’t have time to react appropriately before he grips my hips and presses the lips I’ve so desperately wanted to kiss, to my own. Something snaps inside me, and with a surge of hot arousal, I run my fingers through his hair and kiss him back with wild abandon. His tongue glides across my bottom lip, coaxing me into opening my mouth. I do and he wastes no time in darting his tongue inside. I’m not going to stop here—no way—in my little world, I’m way past the point of redemption. I want him and I want him right now. He tastes delicious and it’s amazing considering he was drinking beer not too long ago. Seth crushes his body against mine and his hands slide up my delicate curves and into my hair, urging me harder against
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