Crazy For You - Page 9

My hands have a mind of their own, and I cup her cheeks as I move closer to her. She was going to find out about my past, anyways. At least now she knows the cliff notes. Nothing will surprise me if we have to go more in-depth; it was something I knew could be a possibility at one point in time.

“Hey, look at me, please.” My voice is soft, with a pleading tone to it. When Michelle tilts her head up, I see the glistening of tears in her eyes. God, I feel like such an asshole. She has no reason to be upset. “Honey, that shit is in the past. I try not to constantly think about it. It hurt, I won’t lie, but it also made me grow up, something I should have done many years before. Then again, if I wasn’t put through that kind of hell, I wouldn’t be standing in front of the most amazing person.” I wrap my arms around her waist, feeling the curves of her body as she molds to me. I tip my head down as she raises hers, clarifying what needs to be stated. “You have nothing to apologize for. I love that you’re upfront and honest with me. It’s a breath of fresh air, and baby, I need that more than you could ever know.” My lips graze hers, not wanting to push this too far, too fast, especially after her admission. When her tongue licks my bottom lip, I deepen our kiss, wanting to taste as much as she has to give. My tongue slides against hers, and we’re grasping at each other. Her taste explodes on my tongue, something I’m coming to know as her own flavor, and I can’t wait to taste every inch of her smooth, milky skin.

We pull away, our breaths labored, my cock raging, and the flush that is usually just on her cheeks has traveled to her chest. The tank top she’s wearing is showing off the swell of her breasts, giving me a tantalizing view, something I want to see more of.

“Wow,” Michelle breathes out as we step away. I grip her hand and lead her to the small kitchen table where our food waits for us.

“No kidding. Since today is Friday, how do you feel about going to the animal shelter tomorrow? I’d offer to go after work, but I have a late meeting with the construction crew.”

“That works. I won’t sleep in as late as I did.” She laughs.

“I may have had something to do with you sleeping in so late. I didn’t get you home before that magical hour.” I wink.

“It was worth it,” she responds, and we tuck into our food. I’ll have to leave when we’re done in order to get things ready for my upcoming meeting. I want my weekend free to spend with Michelle.

“Good, that’s what matters. I hate to eat and run, but that meeting won’t run itself. Howard can do a lot of things, but controlling a bunch of rowdy men and letting them know what we need to work on next week isn’t one of them.” I get up, placing a kiss on her forehead before walking to the front door. “Sit, you don’t have to walk me to the door. I’ll lock it on my way out.”

“Okay.” Her voice takes on that breathless quality, so I lean down, needing her lips one more time.

“I’ll call you later on,” I tell her after one last taste, not wanting to leave Michelle at all. Not when she has the day off, and I could be spending as much time as I want with her.

8

Michelle

True to his word, Devon picked me up bright and early the next morning, even bringing hot tea and doughnuts. That was a treat I didn’t expect. The more I learn about Devon, though, the more I seem to fall for him, which is how I ended up with a stuffed animal instead of a puppy or even an older dog. We looked, we played, but I couldn’t set my heart on one, not with the way I sleep. It wouldn’t be fair on the poor animal. I wish that this crazy sleeping issue of mine was gone. Knowing my luck, I’d have to take my dog to the vet and be like, “Sorry, I kicked my dog in my sleep, then he did a front flip before landing on the floor, and now he’s injured.”

That was not going to happen, so Devon, being the amazing man he is, bought me a puppy in the form of a stuffed animal. He still truly thinks I’ll calm down when the time comes and I have a sense of security in the form of an animal, though I would rather it be in the form of a six-foot-tall, handsomely built, sex on a stick, green-eyed, dark-haired man.

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