The door swings open. Selena’s eyes are red and puffy, her cheeks stained with tears, and my heart clenches tight.
“If me staying with you is causing you trouble, I can go.”
Reaching for her hand, I pull her close, gathering her in my arms. She rests her head on my chest, her sweet scent invading my nose and calming my racing heart instantly. “You’re not going anywhere.”
She lifts her eyes to mine. “I just don’t want to be a burden to you.”
“You could never be a burden to me.”
I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear and drop a kiss to her forehead. Fuck, this woman has one hell of a hold on me. Even if I wanted to, there’s no way I could let her go right now.
I’m beginning to wonder if I ever will.
My lips seize hers, the intoxicating taste of innocence and desire potent on her tongue, and I’ll do anything to claim them both.
Threading my fingers through the back of her hair, I pull her closer, deepening the kiss, breathing every single breath of hers in. God, she’s beautiful and tastes so goddamn sweet.
Walking her backward, I kick the door closed behind me then spin her around to press her against it, bringing my hands to the back of her legs. I lift her up and she instinctively jumps to wrap them around my waist. Her fingers rake greedily across my skin, like she can’t get deep enough.
Close enough.
“Justin,” she pants, no,pleadsinto my mouth. “Make love to me.”
Christ almighty.
I never thought four little words could be so powerful but the moment she says them, my control is demolished.
Obliterated.
My fingers flex at her hips before releasing to wrap my arms around her body, holding her close to me while I carry her to the bed. She melts into me, grinding herself against my body, and I damn near come in my jeans right then.
Laying her down in the center of the bed, I follow right behind, still worshiping her perfect mouth.
Goddamn this mouth.
I know it like the back of my hand now. Every curl and angle and this delicious tongue. She tastes like a hot summer night and a cool Sunday morning.
Countering my weight on my elbow, I cover her body, pressing myself against her. Her legs spread wider, welcoming me, her neck heating beneath my palm. My thumb smooths over her silky jaw while my lips slow their relentless assault.
“You have all the control here, Selena,” I whisper, holding her eyes. “Tell me you want this.”
Her eyes lock on mine.
Confident.
Assured.
Ready.
“I wantyou.”
Justin’s eyes burn with the same fire raging in my heart. The fire that only burns for him.
His mouth descends once more, exploring mine. I squirm beneath him, the ache between my legs growing more and more intense.
Shifting off to the side, he pulls up the hem of my dress, the fabric dragging across my skin, instigating a wave of goose bumps. My body is on fire, my skin burning with so much heat that I feel like I might melt right here on this bed. His hand moves to my stomach, gliding smoothly from hip to hip.
“Justin, please,” I beg.
