I push down the feelings Holt has stirred inside me. He’s awakened this part I’ve tried to hide from. Like flicking a lighter in a dark room. It’s a tiny flame but it’s unmistakable.
I’m coming down from my orgasm, staring at my hand pressed to Holt’s chest, when I get an overwhelming sensation that I’ve crossed a line that I can’t go back on. I’ve taken the path of no return. I’ve given parts of my myself, showed pieces of me, I was never able to show to Adam. Shit, or anyone else for that matter.
The song being played by the orchestra abruptly ends, and the audience bursts into applause. My back is turned to theauditorium, but I don’t need to see them to know the show is over.
My hand is still cupping the side of Holt’s face when he lifts his head. There’s a dazed look in his eyes, and he cracks a smile. But I can’t bring myself to smile back, because I fear I’ve caught myself in a tangled web. One I want to find a way out of yet surrender my fate to all at the same time.
“Don’t let that light die out, Wallflower.” He tucks my hair behind my ear, not moving me. His cock is still inside me, and I almost want to go again, but I know the lights are bound to turn back on any minute. We can’t risk being brought into the spotlight like this.
“I’m not,” I lie, denying his accusation.
He narrows his eyes at me.
I lean forward and press my mouth to the corner of his, then drag my nose across his cheek. “Appears you’ve caught me in another lie, Mr. Capuleti. Now, tell me, what are you going to do about it?”
I feel the growl rumble against my hand on his chest before he’s lifting me off him. I don’t even have time to clean myself up before he’s zipping his pants and wrapping my hand around his to take us home.
NINETEEN
HOLT
We’ve barely made it through the front door when I’m tearing Selene’s dress off her body. Now that I’ve buried myself inside her, she’s all I want. Could ever want.
I’ve been obsessed with her for years, believing she was never within my reach. And although I’d convinced myself she was only doing this to play along for the media, because she simply doesn’t do relationships, deep down, I know she feels differently now.
Or else she wouldn’t be standing in my living room, about to be completely naked.
Her gasp tears through my apartment as I rip her dress from her body. It falls to a puddle at her feet. With her back toward me, she looks over her shoulder, and I nearly fall to my knees. Her green eyes shimmer in the dim lighting. She looks up at me through her dark lashes, resting her chin on her shoulder. “Are you going to stand there all night staring at me like you don’t know what to do with me?”
“Oh, I know exactly what I’m going to do with you.” I grab her hip, spin her around, and grip her ass to lift her up.
She squeals and wraps her legs around me.
I kiss her. I don’t want to stop. I love the way she tastes and feels. I could do this forever. Bask in this feeling. Life can be complete and utter shit, but being with Selene makes me believe otherwise.
Keeping one arm under her, I move my other to her front and palm her breast. She tilts her head back as I flick my thumb over her nipple, and I grow painfully hard.
“Fuck, Holt.” She closes her eyes as I carry her back to my bedroom. “I want to feel you inside me again. I need to.” She wraps her fist around my tie, pulling me to her, as she studies me again. “Please,” she begs against my mouth.
I give her a coy smile. “God, I love it when you beg.”
She tugs on my tie again, raveling it around her fist. “Keep that up, and we’ll see who gets the punishment.”
“That wasn’t a lie, Wallflower.” I pinch her nipple again, squeezing her ass cheek in my hand other hand.
“I could still punish you.” She sticks her tongue out and drags it across my bottom lip, tasting me. “I could tease you by refusing to give in to what you want.”
“You’d be punishing us both then.” I’ve made it to the edge of my bedroom when I move my hand from her breast to her aching clit. “Your cunt is soaking wet for me again. It’s obvious what you want.”
She leans forward and gently sinks her teeth into my lip. I hiss at the pleasure coursing through my body.
After biting me, she gently kisses the same spot. “Then, do something about it.”
I take the few steps forward and drop her onto my bed. She sinks into it effortlessly. Fuck, she’s gorgeous spread out for me. Her blonde hair is splayed out around her, and her skin glows from the city lights pouring through the windows.
She sits up on her elbows and bends one leg, dragging herfoot along the silk. With hooded eyes, she watches me as I undo my tie.
“Turn over,” I order, lowering my voice.
