ChapterEight
Samuel
“And then she trips over her own feet and into his arms,” Parker says and closes the laptop.
“That’s a hell of a first chapter,” I say as I keep rubbing her feet. “I love how clumsy she is and how annoyed the hero gets at her putting herself in danger.”
“Isn’t it the sweetest?” she says, and her cheeks are flushed with shyness.
“It’s adorable. You did so well, and think about how much you accomplished in just one day. You did a great job.”
“Thank you.” She tucks her chin to hide her smile, but I reach out and touch it so she doesn’t look away from me.
“Take your praise with eyes on me.” I run my tongue over my bottom lip as I watch her. “I want to see how much you like it.”
“I do like it,” she admits. “I’ve never heard so many nice things said to me all at once. I’m not sure my heart can take any more today.”
“You can because I want you to.”
Her smile is coy as she nods, then she remembers to answer. “Yes, of course.”
“How do you feel after your nap and working for a few hours?”
“Well rested?” She cocks her head to the side as she thinks. “No, it’s more like content. I don’t know, I just feel settled. Which is crazy because I came here so jumbled today.”
“Because I asked you to come home with me tonight?”
“Yes,” she says simply.
“And do you feel better about it after spending the day with me?” My fingers graze up the inside of her foot, and she giggles as she tries to pull them away. I hold on tight as I lean closer to her, not letting her put any distance between us.
“I feel better.” Her voice is quiet, but she looks right at me when she says it.
“Nervous?” I ask, and she nods.
“Yes, nervous. And also excited.”
“There’s something I want to do before we go.” Reaching down, I put my hands on her waist and pull her body flush against mine.
“What’s that?” Her eyes widen, but I see a curious hunger there as she looks at my mouth.
“Kiss you.”
“Oh, yes please,” she says in answer, and it makes me smile.
“You’re always so perfectly behaved, Parker. My sweet, good girl.” There’s a flicker of excitement in her eyes at my words, and I lean closer. “I bet you taste perfect too.” I barely brush my lips against hers and then feel her breath against my mouth. “Like mine.”
This time when I kiss her, it’s not gentle and slow, but a claiming of what belongs to me. I’ve never had this possessive need to take care of a woman before, but Parker has changed everything. All I can think about is how I would care for her and make her feel confident. How I could tell her so many wonderful things so that she wouldn’t have a doubt in her mind that she was the most revered woman to ever walk the planet. That’s what I want her to see when she looks in the mirror. Not her flaws or her shortcomings, but her joy and her strength.
Her small gasp gives me an entrance, and when my tongue gently slides against hers, she moans. I lose control when I’m touching her, but feeling her wet heat on my mouth makes me want to feel her pussy on my tongue too. There’s a growl in the back of my throat as I pull her to straddle me and then yank her right against my hard cock. The heat of her panties sears through my suit, and my dick throbs with need. I’ve never been this hard in my whole goddamn life, but one touch of her lips and I’m steel.