Uncertainty flashes in her eyes. “It’s crazy…”
“What is?” My gaze drops to her lips.
“This. Us. How it all…just…happened.” Her voice is low, husky.
“Do you regret it?” Now my voice is low. Fuck.
“No, but it makes me nervous.”
I can’t stop staring at her lips. “Do I make you nervous?”
“No…yes. Not in a bad way though,” she follows up with a coy smile on her face.
“You’d tell me if something I do makes you uncomfortable?”
She nods. “You make me feel a lot of things. Uncomfortable isn’t one of them.”
I lean forward, my lips hovering over hers. “What do I make you feel?”
Anna lets out a shaky breath and clutches my arm, the one on her neck. It’s warm and the pulse beneath her jaw is thundering. It quickens, faster than before, and her chest expands, brushing against me.
She stands on the tips of her toes, her glossy lips caressing mine. “Hot…”
“Yeah?” I nip her bottom lip.
“Mm-hmm.” Her eyes grow heavy, lips pressing against mine.
“I’m chewing gum,” I rasp against her mouth as I lift her up. She snakes her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
“How is it?”
“Minty.” I turn, heading toward the living room.
Anna laughs, making me laugh too, but we stop when I drop down on the sectional. The humor fades when she lands on top of my semi-hard dick, and I tip my head back, clenching my jaw as she begins to grind.
We lock eyes, the silence stretching as the pressure between us thickens. Hers grow heavy, heady, dark, and my dick hardens, throbbing beneath her.
“You’re the first person I’ve ever brought here,” I blurt out.
She lifts a brow. “Is that supposed to make me feel special? And I’m pretty certain I saw your teammate here the other day.”
That sounded stupid. Why didn’t I think it through? I struggle to get my thoughts straight. Looking at her, feeling her, smelling her is too much, but I can’t get enough.
“Yes.” I tighten my hold on her hips, slowly driving her against my erection. “And that’s not what I meant.” I don’t bring girls over because it’s too intimate, misleading.
“Then what did you mean?” she presses, drawing her hands back to hold mine in place.
“I’ve never wanted anyone here like this.” My gaze trails down the length of her body, stopping where she’s sitting on me. “Not until you.”
“Wow,” she starts, her tone condescending. “I feel so…” With her hands still on mine, I move my palms to her ass and push her against me. Her chest is flush against mine, and her panting breaths fan my face. Her eyes glaze over as her teeth sink into her plump bottom lip, her fingers curling and digging into my shoulders. “Special,” she moans quietly.
Anna tightens her grip on my hands, pushing them down and up on her ass.
She lets out a ragged, frustrated breath when I stop moving my hands. I level my gaze with hers, and I get lost in her rich whiskey eyes.“Você é tão especial para mim. Eu não sei como explicar isso para você. Ou como dizer que eu gosto de você porque eu nunca sentir isso antes.”
A line forms between her brows, eyes narrowing, and a tentative smile curls on her face. “What did you say?”
“What do you think I said?” I move her hands to my shoulders and rest mine on her hips, squeezing once before drifting them south.
