Sound Proof (Save Me #5)

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tongue dip into my mouth and chase mine. It feels weird to me, how instantly comfortable I am with him invading my mouth. Like he’s always been there. Like he belongs there. I like it, which both excites me and scares me at the same time.

AJ
    My hands run over Payton’s body, moving like they have a mind of their own. Not wanting to rush this, I kiss her as I run my hands along her body in ways I have dreamed about for so long. For the first time ever the thought at the front of my mind isn’t how fast I can get into the girl’s pants while touching her. It shocks me because the only thing I have ever really wanted from a woman was sex.
    I slow the kiss but don’t pull away. Now that she’s letting me kiss her I never want to pull away from her perfect lips. Payton’s hands found their way around my neck the second I let go of her wrists. The way she’s dragging her nails across my skin is driving me insane. I feel like a hormonal teenage boy who’s about to blow a load in his pants.
    I grip her amazing ass in my hands and somehow manage to lift us both off the floor without breaking contact. She squeals into my mouth, squirming in my arms until I lower us onto the couch. Payton settles her thighs on either side of mine, rocking her hips a little to inch closer to me. I bite back a groan and reluctantly pull my lips away from her, both of us breathing heavily.
    I rest my hands on her thighs letting my thumbs sweep back and forth. Payton sighs and hangs her head. The look on her face is turning to regret way too fast for my liking so I tip her chin back up gently.
    “What’s wrong?” I ask, reaching up to sweep my thumb across her full bottom lip.
    She looks up, locking eyes with me. “I’m scared. Petrified, really.”
    “What? Why?”
    “I’m afraid that I’m going to fall head over heels for you, and you will only want me for sex. That’s not who I am.”
    Running my hand down the side of her face, I wrap my fingers around the back of her neck. “I’d never do that to you, Payton. I know I have a reputation as being a manwhore, but that stopped a long time ago.” She nods slowly, like she wants to believe me, but isn’t sure she should.
    “AJ, I haven’t had sex since before I left Max. And I’m not sure I’m ready to.”
    “Neither have I.”
    “Why not?” she asks. “You can walk out your door and have women flock to you in masses. I’ve seen it happen.”
    I grab both of her hands and tug her closer to me, close enough that I can feel her breath on my face but far enough away that she can still tell that I’m not going to try and fuck her right here and now.
    “Because the second I knew you left Max, and I knew there was even the slightest chance that I could make you mine, I didn’t want to be with anyone else. Even when you were gone, something in the back of my head kept me from going out and looking for anyone else. I couldn’t be with anyone else, it was only you, Payton. I only want you.”
    Payton bites the corner of her mouth to keep from smiling so I lean up and kiss her quickly. “What if I had said no?”
    “Then I would have died a lonely, horny old man.”
    She slaps my chest playfully, tossing her head back as she laughs. I’m pretty sure there’s even a tiny snort in there, which just makes her laugh harder. It’s quite possibly the sexiest thing I have ever seen or heard in my life.
    “You’re such a liar. You would have had the next twenty-something year old who was willing to blow you in your bed.”
    Ouch . “It kills me that you don’t believe me,” I tell her honestly. I drag my fingers up and down her arms, letting the smoothness of her skin seep into mine.
    “I’m sorry,” she whispers sadly, breaking my heart. “I seem to have been tainted by everything Max has done.”
    “When I’m in a relationship, I’m in it completely, Payton. You never have to worry about me being like him. I will never be him.”
    “I didn’t mean it like that,” she

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