“That’s not the only thing.”
I smoothed my hair back from my face and maintained eye contact, but I couldn’t help the slight quiver of my lips.
“Just relax.Nothingwill happen that you don’t want and are notfullycomfortable with, OK? If you want me to stop at any point, just tell me and I’ll stop.”
I gave him a small, shy smile and nodded. “Don’t I need a safe word or something?” I asked.
His face softened, and he gave me a warm smile. It tugged at my heartstrings. “No, my love. It’s a little early in our relationship for safe words.” OMG, did Nix just say… before I could digest that, he added, “This is your first time. Let’s take it slow. I’m going to make you feel so good, baby. There’s plenty of time for the heavier stuff when you know exactly what you like. OK?”
“OK.”
Nix cleared his throat, and his expression became sexier. “Do you touch yourself?”
I took a deep breath before I answered. “Yes,” I husked, my voice so quiet you almost couldn’t hear it.
Phoenix’s tone became thick, and his eyelids looked heavy. “Do you think of me when you do it?”
“Yes,” I repeated, my voice still like a breathless whisper.
Phoenix’s eyes flared with satisfaction. “Let’s make that a reality, then, baby.”
He said all the right things, and I could feel my heart rate start to settle. I watched through lowered lashes as Phoenix tossed back his own drink and then walked to the sideboard to place both tumblers by the bottle of scotch there. He then turned and leaned back against the dresser, folding his massive arms over his chest.
“Come here.”
My breath hitched.I dare you, his smug expression said.
And I did. I walked the short distance towards him, and the air was thick with certainty. The earlier traffic in my head had slowed down, and I had started to think clearly again.
It was going to happen, I wanted it too, strike that,neededit to.
I came to stand before him; the way his backside was perched on the table behind him brought his head lower, so I didn’t have to stretch my neck as much. He looked gorgeous. So tall, strong, and handsome, and the tick in his jaw suggested he wasn’t as calm as he appeared.
That moment felt like the chance to start a new chapter in my life, and who better to do it with than the one boy who was my everything, my best friend,andboyfriend rolled into one perfect masculine package.
I did not doubt that I was in love with Phoenix, had been for some time, but my stubborn side hadn’t let me acknowledge that.
As I stood there in his jersey, I peeked up, still slightly nervous but no longer terrified. It was a manageable angst. I knew this boy would take care of me and wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want him to do. He wasn’tthatguy.
I also knew he’d been hurt in the past by an older woman, but I pushed those thoughts away.
Phoenix Carter was now mine! Body and soul!
And then he made his move. Phoenix shoved off the sideboard, his lips curved into a wicked smile. I watched as he lifted one arm behind his head and tugged his tee off with one tug. The material lifted, revealing his toned six-pack and firm pectorals. He then discarded his shirt and lowered his hand.
My eyes took in his large, perfectly chiseled chest. The Sawyer Brothers’ wolf tattoo was looking at me, like I was his prey, and of course, I was in a way.
Moving closer, I lifted my hand and traced the image with my fingertips, not missing the way Phoenix’s breath got caught in his throat at my touch. He watched with a hooded expression as I mapped out the artwork on his magnificent body. I trailed my fingers around his torso and then across the bumps of his rock-hard abs. As I got to the waistband of his jeans, he caught my hand by the wrist. Stopping me in my tracks. I glanced up at him with a feigned innocent expression.
“Patience, baby girl,” he hissed, pressing his forehead against mine whilst rubbing his thumb against the pulse point of my wrist.
I drew in a sharp breath as Nix lifted my hand and placed it on his chest again; his skin was so warm.
And then, raising his head, he closed that small gap between our bodies, let go of my wrist, and took my face in his hands.
Lifting my chin, Nix lowered his head andkissedme. His mouth fused with mine, and he ran his tongue across the seam of my lips, demanding entry. He tasted of whisky and sin, and as his calloused thumbs brushed my cheeks, I collapsed against his body, opening in complete submission.
My heart thundered against my ribs as my braless breasts were crushed against his rock-hard chest.
