Again she breathed deeply. “We’re alone now.” Her voice was breathy, and instantly, I could sense the shift in her mood. That sweet playfulness quickly was replaced with need, want. “Why don’t you show me what it was you’d hoped would take place?”
“Maybe I just wanted to kiss you.” She narrowed her eyes, and I did my best not to laugh. “Cuddle even.”
“Well…” A little shrug of her shoulders was less than convincing when I knew she was trying her best to not seem disappointed. Chloe wasn’t a quick fix; she wasn’t someone I wanted to use and then move on. If I did this, if we did this, I needed to make her believe this was more. I wanted more.
“You sure you’re ready to be mine, Chloe?” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. Though she tried to hide it, I could hear the effort it took to remain unaffected by my words. It was adorable really how she looked up at me all doe-eyed and hopeful. “Because that’s what this is.” Pushing her hair away from her face so I could see her fully, I allowed my thumb to graze over her lower lip and jawline in the process. “This is you agreeing to be mine and only mine.”
“And you?” The blueness of her eyes practically glowed in the light of my small kitchenette.
“Just yours.” I knew it was her way of asking me if I would be committed to her and only her, too. “To do with what you please.” Finally, a smile tugged at her lips.
“Whatever I want, huh?”
“Oh yes.” Kissing her, she didn’t back away, only leaned into my touch even more. “As often as you want, and if I’m being honest, I do hope it is very very often.”
She laughed, and the sound was music to my ears. I was finding more and more each day just how much I truly enjoyed hearing her laughter.
“I like the sound of that.”
Reaching around her to grip her ass, I playfully offered a squeeze. “Of what? Using me as often as you’d like?”
Again she smiled brightly and leaned in closer, kissing along my jaw. “That does sound amazing, but,” another kiss to my neck near my ear, “I was referring more to the part about being yours.” Chills trailed over my skin, along my neck, across my shoulders and back. “I really like the sound of that.”
Opening my eyes, I was met with a gorgeous pair of blue ones staring up at me. A softness about her that assured me in an instant that this was exactly where I should be, and I was with the one person I was meant to share it with. Fuck, I had never been the lovey, romantic, life-changing moments kind of guy. I didn’t believe that there was one person out there in the world that was meant for another. To me, it was chemistry, it was all attraction, and if you felt it, then that was it. After that, it was up to you to take it further or to walk away. But right then, right in the instant she said those words while looking up at me with no ounce of hesitation, I knew. Without a doubt, I understood that this was it, she was it.
I wanted her and not for just one night.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chloe
My back arched off the mattress when he pushed inside of me one last time, his body hard and tensed above mine. With eyes closed tight, his mouth slightly agape from his release, I could do nothing other than stare at the man hovering over me. So untamed, lost in the feelings our bodies had just created, it was hypnotizing to see him in that state.
So many times I’d imagined this moment, pictured what he would look like, dreamed of the pleasure that he’d inflict as he roamed over my body with his hands, mouth, and more. But nothing, not even my fantasies, could ever compare to the real thing.
Unfocused, chest heaving as he attempted to regain his composure, he slowly lowered his body to mine and placed a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth before shifting closer. Combing through my hair with his fingers, he tightened his grasp, and the slight tug felt good. It reminded me that even in the haze of the best sex of my life I was still here, because for a moment I felt absolutely nothing, my body so lifeless I swore I was floating.
“So worth the wait.” His voice was deep and raspy. “Damn, Kitten, that was—” When he allowed the words to fade, I completely understood the meaning. There were no words, not one, to explain what we’d just shared.
With him still seated inside of me, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he groaned when the movement triggered a shift of my hips. “You trying to kill me?”
Smiling at him, I gave him a little shrug, which made him chuckle. “Stay.” He shifted the weight of his body, and I was instantly disappointed when he slipped out of me. I fought off the urge to pout. “We can enjoy that dessert we never ate, maybe order in. I just don’t want you to leave.”
I never thought I would do what I was doing. I thought having feelings for Landon, allowing myself to be attracted to him, was a fool’s dream. A guy like him would never go for a girl like me, but here we were.
“Okay.” I let go of the fear I felt of this all falling apart at my feet. “I’ll stay. But I get to choose dinner.”
“Deal.” Landon slid his palms over my arms and threaded his fingers through mine. Lifting our joined hands
