~ Cleo ~
A moan escapes me as his tongue pushes through and tastes every part of my mouth. Claiming
it as his.
I had always hoped it would be like this, the reason I waited for someone special, but nothing prepared me for the desire that was burning throughout me from his touch.
He backsteps me, my back cold as it presses up against the closed lift doors, his hands gripping
tightly on to me.
Pleasurable tingles only add to my moans of lust as his hands explore over me, taking in my curves.
The scent of coconut cocoons around me, my heart racing as I pull away for a much needed
breath of air. My chest was pounding for oxygen, his kiss so powerful it took my breath away.
His eyes are hazy, glazed over but not in a mind-link, this was something else. I could already feel him pressed up against me, feel his own desire to be with me.
“What are you doing?” I go against my own self-need as I hold his head away from me, giving him the chance to re-think what this might mean for him.
I already know what this means for me; kissing
him is all I have ever wanted to do. But I gave up on the possibility, the fantasy of him wanting me, especially after the way he coldly rejected me in front of his friends.
Hurt pangs in my chest, I was just another female to him…a female in this hotel, no different to the last.
If it wasn’t me tonight then it would be somebody else.
Isn’t that how it would be with any other male downstairs though, if Jace hadn’t of appeared…would I be doing this with somebody else.
“Cleo?” The gentle calling of my name upon his lips pulls my mind out of its self imploding downfall.
“What is it?” His fierce eyes search mine carefully.
“Nothing…it’s nothing.”
“We can take it slow…we can stop.”
“No, I don’t want to stop.”
“Are you sure?”
I can’t stop kissing him, I can’t stop tasting him not even to look to where he is taking me.
But as soon as my back is gently laid on top of a mattress…I know exactly where I am. His
bedroom.
“Are you sure Cleo…this can’t be undone?” A level of uncertainty enters into his eyes and I move
quickly to reassure him. Because I know Jace…I know if I show any hint of doubt, of hesitation
about this he will pull away and those walls will be back up.
I want this, I’ve only ever wanted him.
“Yes, I am certain Jace.” I am careful with my words, careful not to share the truth.
Of how much I love him, I long I have yearned for this moment….because I’m afraid it will frighten him away.
Even if for him it is only this one time, I will think of it for the rest of my life. No other male will ever compare to him.
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