Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
His grip on my hair tightens, not painful but enough for me to know he’s struggling. When I feel the snap of my bra release and the whoosh of hot breath fan against my cheek, I know we’re about to cross a line we’ve never crossed.
Outside of one incredible night. We’ve never taken things farther other than that one incredible night. He kissed the breath from my lungs until my lips were red and swollen. That same night, we decided to let whatever happens happen between us. Since then, it’s been a lot of phone calls and video chats, and he’d visit when he could. When he was stationed in Kentucky, I made weekend trips when school would allow. We haven’t kissed since that first night Shayne and I sent him and Ford back to base. We’ve hugged, held hands, and shown affection, but nothing like tonight.
Tonight changes things.
Tonight, I’m asking him to pretend the barrier we placed between us no longer exists. Tonight is also when I know with one-hundred-percent certainty, I’m in love with my best friend. I’ve known for a long damn time, but it’s in this moment that I know there is no going back.
I love him.
“I need this off,” he says, tugging at my shirt, bringing me back to the present. Dazed from his kisses, I manage to sit up and allow him to pull my shirt over my head before tossing it on the floor.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he says as he slowly slides each strap of my bra over a shoulder, pulling it from my body and tossing it behind him, not giving a single fuck where it lands.
He’s frozen as his eyes roam over parts of me he’s never seen before.
“Chad?”
He jerks his head up to look me in the eyes. What I see would bring me to my knees if I weren’t lying down.
I watch as his throat bobs as he swallows hard, finding his voice. “Can I touch you?”
Four words I’ve always wanted to hear from him.
“I don’t know the rules here, Faith.” He closes his eyes and furrows his brow. When he opens them, they’re swirling with desire. He lifts his hand as if he’s going to touch me, but instead, it hangs there suspended in the air between us. “Tell me.” His voice is full of grit and need.
“I want you to touch me.” I’m being bold, more so than I’ve ever been with him. I’ve always been afraid to tell him I want more, but not tonight. Tonight, I’m asking for it all. For as much as he’ll give me, and even though I know there will be consequences, I’m willing to take them to get his hands all over me.
“Where?” he croaks.
This time it’s me who’s placing my hands against his cheeks. “Everywhere.”
“Fuck,” he curses but wastes no time reaching out and rolling a pert nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I close my eyes because I just want to feel. I want to remember every touch. “Open your eyes for me.”
I slowly blink them open to find him watching me.
“I need your eyes on me, baby.”
I nod. Speaking anything coherent just isn’t something I’m able to do at the moment.
Getting his other hand in on the action, he tests the weight of my breast in his palm, gliding his thumb across my pebbled peak. A moan falls from my lips, and he grins, satisfied that he’s eliciting that sound from me.
His eyes find mine, and he holds my gaze. There are no words passed between us, but we don’t seem to need them. He’s asking me if I’m okay with this. He’s asking if he’s allowed to go farther, and my silent answer to both is yes. Finding the answer he needs, he dips his head and swipes his tongue across my hardened nipple, one and then the next.
I grip the sheets, holding myself still, not wanting to make a wrong move and have him pull away. I’ve thought of this moment more times than I care to admit, and now that it’s happening, I don’t want anything to ruin it for me.
For us.
Chad slides his hand behind my back and traces my spine while his lips capture mine. He kisses me with abandon, telling me with his mouth that he’s in this with me. He leans forward, causing me to fall back on the mattress. I was still sitting from where he stripped my shirt and bra from me. He makes love to my mouth while those large, calloused hands of his roam over my body. We’re both still wearing pants, and I curse the fact that we are. I should have stripped while he was in the shower to seduce him, but then again, I didn’t see this night ending like this.
Then again, maybe, hopefully, we’re just getting started.