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Pursing his
lips, exhausted breaths come from his nose, and his eyes are closed. He buries
his head in my chest and wraps his arms around me, securing me. I’m so close to
him, I can feel his heartbeat against my chest, pounding feverishly, as if he’s
just run a marathon and I’m the finish line.
His fingers
slip smoothly over my skin, every touch sending shivers through my body. One of
them rests on the nape of my neck and the other on my spine. He’s holding me
close, so tenderly, so full of love, and it makes me want to smother him with
kisses and hugs.
He sighs. “Fuck
… I’m—”
“Don’t say you’re sorry,” I interrupt him. “Don’t ever say you’re sorry. Ever.”
He exhales slowly and looks up at me. Those dark brown eyes of his still
mesmerize me and make me fall apart.
“But I’m a wreck.”
“So am I, but this is not a pity fuck, and I don’t want to hear you say
it. I wanted this, too. It’s not just you who has needs. I want you, too.”
One eyebrow plucks upward. “You want me?”
The way he says it makes me blush. It’s like he’s asking me to give in.
To tell him that I want this to be more. That I want to be his. Not just in
bed, but everywhere.
I get off his lap, but he grabs my wrist and stands up, too. He closes in
on me, and now we’re both under the shower again, hot water pouring down on our
heads.
“Tell me,” he says. “I wanna hear it.”
“Yes, I want you,” I say, swallowing away my pride. “But I want all of
you, and I know that’s not possible right now, but I’m okay with that. For now.
But don’t you say sorry. There is nothing
to be sorry about. Our sex is nothing to be sorry about.”
Jack lets go of my wrist. “Oh, I don’t regret this. None of this.” He
inches closer and leaves a small peck on the left corner of my lip, so soft it
almost tickles. “Nor this.” His kiss drags to the center of my lips and he
leaves another quick peck. “I only regret not being able to give you more.”
I gasp at his words and his sweet kisses that are setting me ablaze
again.
“I want you, Amy. I want to be with you, but I want to take it slow, too.
I want to know this is right, and not feel ashamed when I do this, when I make
love to you. To know that it’s okay to move on and love someone else. To love
you.” He gazes into my eyes with a fiery passion. “I don’t want you to have to
deal with a fucked up guy like me, but I don’t want you to leave either.”
“I don’t care about all that. I want it to be you, Jack. I don’t want
anyone else anymore,” I whisper, and my breath is caught in my throat.
Water drops drip down his long hair and make him look so goddamn sexy. He
inhales close to my mouth, as if he’s trying to suck out the words. Every inch
of my love.
“Please tell me you won’t leave,” he lisps against my mouth. “Even if I’m
such a fucking mess. I need you …”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, setting my mouth on
his. With a kiss I tell him that I’m not going anywhere. My career is on hold,
but I don’t mind. Jack has given me so much more than I could wish for, and I
don’t want to lose that. I don’t want to lose him. Besides, it’s not like there
is anything else out there for me. Jack’s the only thing I got going for me
now, and I don’t intend to let him slip away.
*** End of excerpt ***
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