The other issue is Aria being here. I still want to get to know her, and I need to respect her space.
I let him continue moving me over his dick, and even though I’m throbbing, I push down hard too. My hands are circling into his hair, trying to grip, and I’m totally lost in the feeling of us. When we pull apart, I’m panting hard. I try to suck some deep breaths of air into my lungs so I can speak.
“Oh,Bella, I want to take you back inside and spread you on every surface of my house and have my way with you.”
A soft moan slips from me, imagining him fucking and licking me all around his gorgeous place.
“Imagine all the positions I could have you in.”
I can imagine vividly.
“Marc. That was…” I struggle to form a full sentence.
He cuts me off with another breathless kiss, and I grab the back of his head and kiss him back once more.
His hand skims my lower back and grabs my ass to lift me. I accept and enjoy the way he holds me effortlessly, breaking the kiss to move my hands to the sides of his face. Holding him tenderly and laying a brief kiss on him that needs to be our last tonight.
“You’re dangerous.”
“And you’re tempting. I am holding on to the last bit of restraint I have.”
I swallow hard. “Aria.”
“Exactly why I haven’t already taken you to my bed. Because don’t mistake me. I want you in it and I’ll have you in it…soon.”
I don’t answer because I don’t know what to say. I guess I agree.
But what does this mean now? His presence definitely has a way of clouding my thoughts.
“You are definitely winning me over; I can tell you that.”
“So it’s less of an issue now?” he asks, wiggling his brows at me.
I can’t help but smile at his lit-up face. He’s so damn cute. But I can’t go running off into the sunset and get his or my hopes up. Baby steps.
“Well, I feel okay with it,” I say, staring down into his dark eyes. Under the stars and the moon, I can see his eyes in a different light. Still drawing me in close to him.
His large smile is back. “That’s all I can ask for.”
With the way he’s looking at me now, a wash of nerves and panic hits me. Does he think I’m all in?
I swallow the lump in my throat and hope what I’m about to say doesn’t hurt him, but I need to be sure we are on the same page. “Just to be clear, we’re still not dating. I have my job to consider.” I exhale while looking up into his eyes. And as I watch his face soften, I breathe again.
“No, only when you’re ready. I won’t push you.” His lips twist, as if trying to hold back a smile. “Much.”
I giggle and peck him on the lips, but I pull away slowly. He lowers me to the floor, and being here like this as he holds me up, I feel young and free. No work or home life to think about.
Just me and him in each other’s arms.
Chapter 21
Gracie
Isqueezemyeyesshut and mumble, “Please, Ava, answer your phone.”
“Hey,” she pants.
“What are you doing? Why are you out of breath?”