if she told him how she felt. Now she was afraid she would die having never had the chance to tell him.
She licked her lips just thinking about the words she needed to say but couldn’t find the voice to say them. Instead, she leaned in, placing her lips on his softly and kissing him with the sweetest, softest kiss she had ever given a man. In that one kiss she was conveying to him the love she felt for him. She just hoped that he could feel it; that he would hear her unspoken words and not push her away.
He cupped the back of her head, holding her close to him as he used his tongue to part her lips and then slipped it inside her mouth. One delicious caress of his tongue after another felt like heaven. She shifted her body so that she was nearly straddled his leg and she deepened the kiss, giving him everything she had to give. She could hear the low growl coming from deep within him and she answered with a wanton moan of her own.
She had dreamed of this; this kiss, this touch, this magical moment that branded her to him as if there would never be another man in her world. She had long ago lost her heart to him, and now she wanted him to claim her body too. She slid her hand down his hardened chest to the buckle of his belt. She wanted to get his pants undone and release his erection for her attention, but before she could set about her task he abruptly stopped her. Pulling his mouth away from hers and catching her wrist in a death grip.
“No,” his voice was laced with his arousal.
“Why? Don’t you want this? Don’t you want me?” Maybe that was it. Maybe he didn’t want her. And then she remembered. “Oh my God,” she yanked her wrist free and pushed away from him all the way back to the other side of the truck and into her seated position. “I’m so sorry. I forgot you have a girlfriend and I shouldn’t have…and you probably don’t want me anyway…oh God; I’m so embarrassed.” Humiliated was more like it. She never went after a man who was taken, how could she forget about Jocelyn?
“I do want you,” he admitted. “I wanted you that night you got drunk off two drinks and I brought you home. I wanted you when I saw you having an orgasm in your bed. I wanted you then. I want you now. But you’re not ready for this. You’re not thinking straight because of everything that happened to you and I won’t take advantage.”
“You’re not taking advantage of me, Micah. I…I want you.”
“Tell me that when you’re not on an emotional roller coaster and we’ll talk about it, honey.”
She sighed. He was treating her with kid gloves and she hated that. Fine, he wanted her to wait to tell him how much she wanted him, to show him how her body ached for him…she would wait, but she couldn’t promise she would wait forever.
“And Jocelyn and I aren’t together anymore?”
“What? What happened?”
“We broke up when I got back from Colombia. She called me. She wanted me to ditch you for a night out at one of her father’s functions and I said no.”
“You could have gone.”
“No I couldn’t have. And for anybody to ask me to be an ass and not be there for one of my friends is beyond unacceptable. I told her as much and she said it was her or you; I chose you.” He brushed his fingers along her cheek. “I won’t ditch my friends—ever.”
She forced a smile. He thought of her as a friend, not a lover. She should try to get used to that position, but she couldn’t. She simply couldn’t. The way he kissed her told her he felt something…maybe lust or just a heat of the moment passion, but she wouldn’t walk away from it. She would wait, be patient and play her cards well. If at the end of the day, when she put it all on the table for him, he still didn’t want her, then she would simply have to learn how to move on without him ever reciprocating the love she felt for him.
“Let’s get inside before it gets
She licked her lips just thinking about the words she needed to say but couldn’t find the voice to say them. Instead, she leaned in, placing her lips on his softly and kissing him with the sweetest, softest kiss she had ever given a man. In that one kiss she was conveying to him the love she felt for him. She just hoped that he could feel it; that he would hear her unspoken words and not push her away.
He cupped the back of her head, holding her close to him as he used his tongue to part her lips and then slipped it inside her mouth. One delicious caress of his tongue after another felt like heaven. She shifted her body so that she was nearly straddled his leg and she deepened the kiss, giving him everything she had to give. She could hear the low growl coming from deep within him and she answered with a wanton moan of her own.
She had dreamed of this; this kiss, this touch, this magical moment that branded her to him as if there would never be another man in her world. She had long ago lost her heart to him, and now she wanted him to claim her body too. She slid her hand down his hardened chest to the buckle of his belt. She wanted to get his pants undone and release his erection for her attention, but before she could set about her task he abruptly stopped her. Pulling his mouth away from hers and catching her wrist in a death grip.
“No,” his voice was laced with his arousal.
“Why? Don’t you want this? Don’t you want me?” Maybe that was it. Maybe he didn’t want her. And then she remembered. “Oh my God,” she yanked her wrist free and pushed away from him all the way back to the other side of the truck and into her seated position. “I’m so sorry. I forgot you have a girlfriend and I shouldn’t have…and you probably don’t want me anyway…oh God; I’m so embarrassed.” Humiliated was more like it. She never went after a man who was taken, how could she forget about Jocelyn?
“I do want you,” he admitted. “I wanted you that night you got drunk off two drinks and I brought you home. I wanted you when I saw you having an orgasm in your bed. I wanted you then. I want you now. But you’re not ready for this. You’re not thinking straight because of everything that happened to you and I won’t take advantage.”
“You’re not taking advantage of me, Micah. I…I want you.”
“Tell me that when you’re not on an emotional roller coaster and we’ll talk about it, honey.”
She sighed. He was treating her with kid gloves and she hated that. Fine, he wanted her to wait to tell him how much she wanted him, to show him how her body ached for him…she would wait, but she couldn’t promise she would wait forever.
“And Jocelyn and I aren’t together anymore?”
“What? What happened?”
“We broke up when I got back from Colombia. She called me. She wanted me to ditch you for a night out at one of her father’s functions and I said no.”
“You could have gone.”
“No I couldn’t have. And for anybody to ask me to be an ass and not be there for one of my friends is beyond unacceptable. I told her as much and she said it was her or you; I chose you.” He brushed his fingers along her cheek. “I won’t ditch my friends—ever.”
She forced a smile. He thought of her as a friend, not a lover. She should try to get used to that position, but she couldn’t. She simply couldn’t. The way he kissed her told her he felt something…maybe lust or just a heat of the moment passion, but she wouldn’t walk away from it. She would wait, be patient and play her cards well. If at the end of the day, when she put it all on the table for him, he still didn’t want her, then she would simply have to learn how to move on without him ever reciprocating the love she felt for him.
“Let’s get inside before it gets
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