Bereft (Seven Year Itch #2)(43)

I started to leave, with my hand on the doorknob, but I couldn’t take another step. There I was, in his home, standing a few feet from his naked body, and all I could think about was stripping down and joining him.

I shuffled out of my clothes, each article giving me more time to change my mind. Then, standing stark naked before him, I slowly made my way to the large shower door. I placed my hand flat on the glass and watched him turn. The moment our eyes met I knew what I was getting in to. He put his hand up to match mine on the opposing side of the door. It was a silent moment between us. He was connecting with me, telling me it was okay to be scared, resilient, and also eager at the same time.

We said nothing as the door opened and he pulled me inside. Chad stared in my eyes, once again silently communicating with me without the use of words. He wiped the falling beads of water away from my face and leaned forward to kiss me.

I couldn’t stop it. I wanted it more than I needed to breathe. “Take the pain away,” I whispered.

He pulled my hair back away from my face and brought his forehead to mine. “I remember the first time I ever saw you. You came to my grandparents house for the holiday. I was just a kid, but I could remember how beautiful you were back then. You must have been in your early twenties. I remember thinking to myself someday I wanted to be with a woman as beautiful as you.”

I was speechless for a brief moment. My lips parted and Chad placed his against them. “I never told anyone that before, but I wanted you to know it. I’ve always wanted you to approve of me, not because you worked for the company and I would someday run it, but because you seemed like the perfect woman to strive to impress.”

“You’re doing a fine job. Don’t stop now,” I teased.

“Seriously, Rach. Even if you told me to stop, I’d be okay with it, because I got to know parts of you I never thought I would. You think you’re weak, but I see you as strong. I might be your distraction. Hell, that’s probably all I am. I’m okay with it. I’ll be here for as long as you need me to.”

“Why?”

“I can’t answer that. All I know is, when we’re in the same room I need to be close to you. I want to touch you; to taste you. It consumes me. When you’re around I feel starved. I know you’re forbidden fruit, but I can’t help myself. I have to take a bite.” He kept stroking my hair as he explained. “Tell me you want me to stop. Say the words and I’ll climb out of this shower and leave you alone. Tell me you climbed in here with me because you want to be f*cked. Give me a reason to devour you.”

There was no turning around and dressing. I wouldn’t be wearing clothes for the rest of the night, and I think we both knew it without a verbal answer. I couldn’t help myself. I had to feel his body against mine. “I can give you a million reasons why you shouldn’t, but I’m not going to. I can’t help myself.”

Our lips collided and the world around us disappeared once again. Like a magician, he put me under a spell and I was at his mercy. Nothing could help me now, not even my guilty conscience.





Chapter 23


Rachel


Chad’s touch was like fire igniting across my skin then the flame turning to ice as it made contact. I was burning up and shivering at the same time. I couldn’t control my breathing, and as the beads of water fell down my face, I felt his mouth continuously invading my most sensitive of areas.

In order to keep my knees from buckling, I held onto each side of the walls, my head falling back against the hard tile. His tongue, like a battery operated device, lapped at my clitoris, sending me into a flash of jubilation. I was elated with pleasure, overwhelmed by the waves of enjoyment he was providing me.

With each flick, my body reacted with a shudder. His own groans vibrated off my *, sending me into an uncontrolled frenzy. I let my hands down and dug them into his thick hair, holding him in place while I screamed out in ecstasy.

My legs were weak, but Chad never faltered. He didn’t give me time to recuperate from my first orgasm before plunging multiple fingers deep inside my channel. I almost fell forward? losing my grip on his hair and shaking profusely. His strong arms steadied me, keeping me at bay while he worked his skilled magic. His strokes were patterned, and as his mouth continued to frolic amidst my clit, pulsations whipped over the area. My body was once again convulsing. I’d never experienced such an intense release before. This time Chad lost control over my body. I sunk down to the shower floor across from him, catching his stare as I came to terms with what had just transpired. “Oh my god! Holy shit.”

He rinsed his face, using his hands to rub over his five-o’clock shadow. “You said you wanted to forget. How’s it going so far, baby?”

When he called me baby my heart fluttered. It was just a term of endearment I found sweet, especially for this scenario. “I think I need a breather.”

He fastened his fist around a wad of my hair and pulled me into a deep tongue-filled kiss. I lost myself in it once again, succumbing to the fact that we were only beginning. This encounter was far from over, and I was already panting, exhausted even.

Our intense make out allowed me to climb onto his lap. His huge erection pressed over my bottom, allowing me to anticipate our future events. He paused for a moment, kissing around my neck, while I closed my eyes. “Your * is so wet for me. I could slip inside without trying. Damn, I need to have it. I want to take you in my bed and f*ck you so unbelievably hard you’ll forget anything else exists. For tonight it will just be us, you and me, our bodies connected, your mind clear and relaxed. Say the word and we’re there. Tell me not to stop.”