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"Don’t, Vic" The words were a plea,as he stepped forward, his hand reaching out, brushing up my bare arm before his palm settled on the wall by my head A breath eased out ofthe fas brushed across mine I waited for the touch of his lips even as I stiffened, searching for a word, a protest, soh it all, my skin yearned, inches of exposure pulled between desire and distrust, the rough slide of his sigh letting me know exactly how close his mouth was to mine

"Chloe" There was such torture in his voice, such unexpected pain, that I opened ht line of his jaw, the piercing stare that had pinned me from the first moment we’d met "Chloe," he repeated, so soft it was alet off me Vic, you’re an ass Vic, I watched you fuck her and our future, all in that minute in time

"I need you to want this"

I wanted it I wanted it so badly that I was already wet I wanted it so badly thatto reach forward and grip his suit I wanted it so badly that I looked at hi Prayed he would turn and walk away because I wasn’t strong enough to just say no I closedhe’d see desire in them "Please, Vic Don’t" It was the best I could do, the best e And still … it sounded sexual A plea for more instead of for less Please, Vic Don’t Don’t stop Don’t ever stop chasing me

My skin jumped when the soft skin of his lips trailed down the side ofout between his lips, his journey occasionally punctuated by a kiss Then, he moved from my mouth and to the place that aleakened entle kiss on h the kiss, his hips againstme exactly how much he wanted it

And that was the other problem He didn’t needsex He neededthe my hands into hair I had missed His eyes met mine for one last moment of hesitation, and then his mouth crashed down onto ues, I found reedy as they ran down istering the sound of his belt as he yanked at its buckle

"Wait," I gasped out the word in between kisses "We can’t, not here" It was a waste of words This was the ed er to have the auditorium cleared so he could do a better job with his cock This was the man who bent iving dinner, the faint sounds of conversation floating down the hall as his hand covered ainst et down on his knees and suck ritted out the words as he yanked down reedy onin"

My response died when he got pastht the man exactly hohen, and where to touch me In the last months of our relationship, that had felt like a probleot his belt loose and his pants unzipped? It didn’t feel like a problehting I slidoff ers out and pushed the full length of himself inside

I cried out his nas and wrap it around him on the twentieth Ripped an expensive button on his shirt off when I came Sank in his arms when he followed suit He lifted me, our bodies still connected, and laid me down on Joey’s couch Pulled up hs, then my stomach, then my neck

I didn’t look at him I couldn’t I couldn’t bear to see myself reflected in those eyes I curled onto my side, and wanted to take it back I closed ainst the cool leather of Joey’s couch, and prayed he would just leave

Then, when he did, the door quietly shutting behind hiht be a bitch, but love? She kicked that bitch’s ass