Chapter3
Sebastian
She’s stunning. I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as she is. And I can see the want in her eyes. Her long deep auburn hair is pulled up in a coiled knot on top of her head, baring her elegant throat kissed with a single strand of pearls to my gaze.
That throat. I want to wrap my hands around her throat and hold her to me while I let my body delve into the slick depths of her. While Kade plays with the plush breasts that I know have to be tipped with pale peachy nipples. Or maybe coral pink. God, I want to fucking see what she looks like naked and spread out on my silky gray sheets.
She draws in a deep, shuddering breath and I see her breasts rise under her pale pink blouse. My eyes drift down and I see the dark shadow where her breasts push together and mound in the open throat of her unbuttoned shirt.
She clears her throat and crosses her arms over her breasts, trying to hide them from my view. But it’s not going to help because that image is burned into my brain, making my dick swell and press into the teeth of my zipper.
Groaning silently I shift again on my feet, my eyes sliding to Kade’s blue gaze. And I see the same look in his eyes that’s in mine.
This woman belongs to us. It feels like I’ve known her forever and yet I don’t know her at all. Not like I want to. Not like I need to.
I need to know her every thought. What she has to eat in the morning. Does she like her job? Does she love what she does? Has she ever been in love? Who do I have to kill if she has? Because I can’t stand the thought of any other man touching what’s mine.
Ours. Kade and I have always had a special relationship. Best friends from the time we were kids. We’ve shared everything over the years. Every damn thing a guy can share. Even women. There’s no crossing the line. We don’t want each other. We just need to own the same space. The same needs. The same desires.
And right now, I see that he’s thinking the same thoughts that I am. We haven’t been with a woman that matters since college. Since Trudy. And that was a complete fucking disaster.
But this woman right here? She stirs something in my chest. An aching tear at my heart.
Her sea glass eyes narrow on me and her full lips flatten into a tight line.
“Excuse me. I need to get home and eat a long-delayed dinner. Do you two think you could take whatever’s going on home?”
I move into her space, crowding her, smirking when she gasps and her hands come up to push against my chest, curling into my pecs. Damn, I like that.
“I’d love to take you home and cook for you. Just say the word.”
She’s shaking her head no but her eyes are so close to saying yes. I can see it. Her gaze shifts from me and back to Kade who’s closing in on her other side.
I shake my head no and he backs off, knowing that I’m right. She’s not ready yet. Fuck, I wish she was. But it’s not going to be tonight and that probably means I’m going to have a fucking meeting with my fist tonight.
But I absolutely plan to include her in that meeting.
I nod my head to the door and Kade shakes his head but then grunts and heads out the door, shoulders slumping.
My eyes turn back to hers and they’re so wide, pupils blown until just a tiny ring of shimmering pale green rims the darkness. I lift my hand unable to stop myself. Her eyes close when my hand caresses the soft skin of her jaw and my dick jerks. I growl and her eyes flutter open. Dazed, wondering.
I lean down and touch her lips gently with mine, feeling that softness against my lips, tasting her sweet as candy mouth, feeling her gasp feather across my skin. Goosebumps raise on my arms and I step back, needing to give her space. But not wanting to. I want to pull her into my arms and bury my lips in her soft mouth, sink into the wet heat of her lips. I realize my hand has slid down her arm and is still wrapped around her back, unwilling to let her go.
But I have to. At least for now. This isn’t my shot. But I’m going to get it. I can see it in her eyes. The fire and need. It’s so powerful that it’s like a blast furnace to my heart. A body blow from the opposing team in the playoffs. Knocking me off my pedestal, off my feet and leaving me gasping for breath.
That’s how she makes me feel without even trying.
I nod my head, “Goodbye, doc. For now. But we’re not done.”
Her fingers lift to touch her soft pink lips and I groan, feeling the urge to throw her over my shoulder and find the first solid surface I can get to slide into her and own her. Own the feelings that I can’t resist. Don’t want to resist.
With another heated stare, I step out of the room and shut the door softly behind me, blowing out a deep, pained breath. I can still smell the soft floral scent of her out in this room and it has my body stiffening until it hurts to fucking walk.
I do, though. I walk out the door and meet Kade in the hall, nodding. “I know. But she’s not ready yet. We’ll get her. But she’s too special to run the risk of rushing her into something she’s not ready for. If we both want her….?”
He nods his head, his jaw clenching, his big hand running through his blond hair recklessly, tousling the soft waves that drive the damn groupies nuts. “I do. She’s the one, man. The one that we’ve been waiting for. I want to fuck her until she can’t walk. I want to make babies with that woman. I knew it as soon as I saw her.” He snorts ruefully. “I told you all this time that love at first sight doesn’t exist… but she’s it.”
I chuckle, wrapping my arm around his shoulder and slapping him in the chest. “I told you it did. I knew we’d know as soon as we met her.”