access.
He eased forward, still on his knees, but wedged between her thighs. Her hands slid around his shoulders, holding on as if she didn’t know what he’d do next. Funny. He didn’t either. He knew he was walking a thin line, but damn if he could stop the journey.
Evelyn’s fingertips dug into him through his T-shirt and he grew even harder just thinking of how her nails would feel raking down his bare back.
“Let me make love to you,” he murmured against her lips.
Chapter Ten
Evelyn froze at his raspy words. Desire and passion battled fear and anxiety.
She slid her hands from his shoulders. “Vin…”
“No.” He took her face between his strong, warm palms and forced her to look right at him, his face a breath away. “Don’t hide from me. I’m here and that’s all you need to know. Nothing else is in this room. Unless…you don’t want me the way I want you.”
Evelyn closed her eyes, shook her head and met his gaze again. “I want you, Vin. I’m scared to death to want you, but I do.”
Even though his eyes burned beneath those heavy lids and his breathing was fast, harsh, his touch was gentle as he stroked her face with the pads of his thumbs.
“Nothing can hurt you, Evie. Nothing,” he repeated when she opened her mouth. “Just let me show you. You say stop, I stop. Let me try to help you.”
God, what man would ever insist on helping her over this? What man begged for her attention and didn’t run scared at her extreme lack of passion?
But at some point, she was going to have to try and fate had handed her the perfect opportunity. All she had to do was grab it.
“You’re in control here,” he whispered. “I’m at your mercy.”
Spears of desire shot through her. This man was on his knees before her, not asking for anything other than to pleasure her. Yeah, she’d never get another chance like this.
“Don’t hurt me,” she whispered.
“Never.”
He took her lips again and while his touch was gentle, it was also hungry and passionate. The fact that he wanted her, wanted to please her and make her see that not everything about intimacy was ugly had her letting her guard down lower and lower. For the first time, she wanted to let someone in and she wanted that person to be Vin.
While his mouth continued to tease, nip and claim hers, Vin’s hands traveled down her arms and to the hem of her shirt. Evie willed her body to relax, to concentrate on his arousing kisses and how good they made her feel.
With the first featherlight touch of his fingertips on her stomach, Evie stilled.
“Relax,” he murmured against her lips. “I’ve got you.”
He kept moving his hands until his palms cupped her breasts through her lacy bra. God, the warmth from his powerful touch had her arching into him.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Feel what I do to you.”
Easing her cups aside, he slid his thumbs over her nipples. Evie gripped the edge of the sofa. When Vin dipped his head to capture one taut peak, she couldn’t suppress the moan.
As his mouth tortured her breast, Vin slid the shirt up and over her head, tossing it to the side. Evelyn reached out to grasp his shoulders. She refused to let herself feel exposed. This was Vin and he wasn’t about to hurt her.
But that sliver of fear came over her. She’d also never thought Alan would hurt her either.
“Don’t.”
Evelyn jerked her attention to Vin who was inches from her face, his hands on her biceps.
“Whatever just entered your mind, get it out,” he told her. “I know you, Evie. I know how you think, how you react.”
Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m ruining this. I knew I couldn’t go through with this, Vin.”
“Says who?” he demanded, giving her a little shake. “Says your past demons that have control over you? Says the asshole who you’re protecting?”
Protecting Alan? Not hardly. But she was protecting Rick and Dylan. She’d lay down her life for those men because of all they had given up for
He eased forward, still on his knees, but wedged between her thighs. Her hands slid around his shoulders, holding on as if she didn’t know what he’d do next. Funny. He didn’t either. He knew he was walking a thin line, but damn if he could stop the journey.
Evelyn’s fingertips dug into him through his T-shirt and he grew even harder just thinking of how her nails would feel raking down his bare back.
“Let me make love to you,” he murmured against her lips.
Chapter Ten
Evelyn froze at his raspy words. Desire and passion battled fear and anxiety.
She slid her hands from his shoulders. “Vin…”
“No.” He took her face between his strong, warm palms and forced her to look right at him, his face a breath away. “Don’t hide from me. I’m here and that’s all you need to know. Nothing else is in this room. Unless…you don’t want me the way I want you.”
Evelyn closed her eyes, shook her head and met his gaze again. “I want you, Vin. I’m scared to death to want you, but I do.”
Even though his eyes burned beneath those heavy lids and his breathing was fast, harsh, his touch was gentle as he stroked her face with the pads of his thumbs.
“Nothing can hurt you, Evie. Nothing,” he repeated when she opened her mouth. “Just let me show you. You say stop, I stop. Let me try to help you.”
God, what man would ever insist on helping her over this? What man begged for her attention and didn’t run scared at her extreme lack of passion?
But at some point, she was going to have to try and fate had handed her the perfect opportunity. All she had to do was grab it.
“You’re in control here,” he whispered. “I’m at your mercy.”
Spears of desire shot through her. This man was on his knees before her, not asking for anything other than to pleasure her. Yeah, she’d never get another chance like this.
“Don’t hurt me,” she whispered.
“Never.”
He took her lips again and while his touch was gentle, it was also hungry and passionate. The fact that he wanted her, wanted to please her and make her see that not everything about intimacy was ugly had her letting her guard down lower and lower. For the first time, she wanted to let someone in and she wanted that person to be Vin.
While his mouth continued to tease, nip and claim hers, Vin’s hands traveled down her arms and to the hem of her shirt. Evie willed her body to relax, to concentrate on his arousing kisses and how good they made her feel.
With the first featherlight touch of his fingertips on her stomach, Evie stilled.
“Relax,” he murmured against her lips. “I’ve got you.”
He kept moving his hands until his palms cupped her breasts through her lacy bra. God, the warmth from his powerful touch had her arching into him.
“That’s it,” he whispered. “Feel what I do to you.”
Easing her cups aside, he slid his thumbs over her nipples. Evie gripped the edge of the sofa. When Vin dipped his head to capture one taut peak, she couldn’t suppress the moan.
As his mouth tortured her breast, Vin slid the shirt up and over her head, tossing it to the side. Evelyn reached out to grasp his shoulders. She refused to let herself feel exposed. This was Vin and he wasn’t about to hurt her.
But that sliver of fear came over her. She’d also never thought Alan would hurt her either.
“Don’t.”
Evelyn jerked her attention to Vin who was inches from her face, his hands on her biceps.
“Whatever just entered your mind, get it out,” he told her. “I know you, Evie. I know how you think, how you react.”
Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m ruining this. I knew I couldn’t go through with this, Vin.”
“Says who?” he demanded, giving her a little shake. “Says your past demons that have control over you? Says the asshole who you’re protecting?”
Protecting Alan? Not hardly. But she was protecting Rick and Dylan. She’d lay down her life for those men because of all they had given up for
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