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“Don’t want to eat anymore. Food is dumb. Never want to eat again,” I say, pushing my tongue into his mouth as he fumbles with the microwave door. He reaches inside as I bite down on his bottom lip and a sudden crash has me looking groggily over his shoulder. The spaghetti is splattered across the counter, the bowl broken into pieces, but I don’t even care.At this moment, an earthquake could be rattling the foundation, and I’d be oblivious.

I’m drunk on Sem.

“Later. I’ll eat later,” I whisper, thread my fingers through his hair, and bring his mouth back to mine.

This. This is enough for me.

CHAPTERNINE

Kissing Sem changed our entire dynamic. It opened doors that I didn’t know were even closed. The moment our mouths met, something inside the two of us unraveled.

Sem’s hands are always on me now, exploring, running up and down my bare skin. As soon as I arrive home from work, he’s on me, picking me up, his hands sliding my shirt off, his tongue in my mouth.

I fucking love it. I live for it, how addicted he is to me.

And I’m equally obsessed. I strip him naked each night and spend hours tracing the lines of his skin with my mouth and fingers.

Initially, August was concerned because I showed up to work post-kiss smiling like a lunatic. It didn’t help that my lips were swollen from overuse and my cheeks were rubbed red from his stubble. I’m sure I looked wrecked. But all he needed to do was look in my eyes to see that it was done in the most delicious way.

I reassured August I was perfectly fine. More than fine. I washappy. He had stared at me worriedly but then nodded and let it go.

He respects that I’m an adult and can manage my own life. I will live with the decision to keep doing what I’m doing with Sem because it feels right.

Needless to say, I canceled my date with Colin that night. I didn’t even think twice about it. Sem had been curled up behind me asleep as I texted the rejection message. As soon as I’d sent it, relief filled me.

If I was going to be with Sem, I would bewithhimand only him.

Colin took my message with obvious grace. I didn’t tell himwhyI couldn’t meet him for our date, and he didn’t ask. He just rolled with it, good-natured as always. When I saw him at yoga the following morning, he just sent me a small smile during class and then texted me after, asking if we could still be friends.

Yeah. Friends, I could do.

“Sit still,” Sem says, his eyes narrowing as I squirm on the RV table.

I bite down on my lower lip and wiggle a little more in my seat because Sem sketching me again is like some kind of aphrodisiac. The previous drawing he did of me is currently sitting on my desk in my apartment, and let me just tell you, I’ve gotten off to thoughts of that night multiple times. I’m going to frame that drawing and hang it on my wall, jerk off to it when Sem’s not around.

“It’s too hard…you know how I get.”

I slide my shirt up a little, exposing more of my stomach, and Sem bites down on his lip.

“Do I have to tie you up again?” Sem asks, and I roll my eyes.

“Um…yes. You so should. Yes.”

Sem sighs and then leans back against the sofa and sets the sketch beside him.

“Come here,” he says, and I’m up in a flash, straddling his thighs, my hands clutching at his shirt as I press my lips to his.

Finally.

Posing is torture.

Sem tilts his head and licks into my mouth when a loud pounding resonates within the small space, and my entire body stiffens.

“Open up, asshole!” a familiar voice says, and Sem tilts his head back and groans.

“Go the fuck away!” he shouts at his brother Luke who’s banging on the door.

“Come and make me. You’ve been neglecting me. I’m feeling sorry for myself,” Luke replies loudly and then pounds on the door again.


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