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Pushing the stray hairs away from her face, I softly held her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes. “I think you’re beautiful,” I whispered, and her lips parted in shock. “Every part of you, even the parts you try to hide.” My hand squeezed her thighs, and her cheeks immediately filled with color.
Maybe I was acting this way because she smelled like me right then, and seeing her dressed in my clothes was bringing out something feral in me. All I could think of was how innocent she must have been to go through such things at a young age and masked it as love.
I really want to punch him.
“Nothing is boring about you, as much as I dislike admitting that. I think you’re a fucking special woman, and whoever gets to have you all to himself one day will be a lucky man.” My heart pounded violently against my chest as the words just kept on spilling out. “Just so you know, I don’t think Jason is the type of man you should be looking for,” I teased, and she laughed, rubbing her tears.
“I know.” She nodded as she licked her plump lips. I unconsciously licked mine as well and pulled her closer to me.
“So don’t cry over him anymore, okay?” I whispered close to her lips. What was I doing? Why was I leaning in closer to her? “I’m kinda getting jealous.”
“I won’t,” she whispered back, leaning in closer to me.
“Promise?” Was I really stalling right now? I wanted to kiss her and listen to her voice all at the same time. I didn’t know what I was doing.
“I promise.” As if that were the confirmation I needed, I hungrily kissed her lips, and her soft sighs made me swell up in my pants. Carefully putting her down on the couch, I hovered over her, and she wrapped her legs around my waist.
I sucked on her lips, probing for her to open her mouth wider so that I could get the taste I was so addicted to. My hand slipped underneath her shirt, and she moaned, immediately arching her back.
Pulling from the kiss, I pressed my head against her shoulder gently. My hand that was still under the shirt softly traced under her breasts as I caught my breath.
“Seth?” she whispered, and I softly cursed, feeling the stirring in my pants. What is Naomi doing to me?
“I want you,” I said against her shoulder. Her hands crept downward my body, and I could feel her fingers pulling on my waistband.
“I want you too, Alexander,” she whimpered, and I pulled her hands away from my pants. Kneeling on the couch, I looked down at Naomi, and she was blushing heavily. Her chest moved visibly as she breathed hard. I could see the outline of her tits through the shirt, and I groaned as I palmed myself.
Her eyes looked down at what my hand was doing, and she moaned as she tried to close her legs, her efforts futile since I was between her legs.
“Don’t call me by that name,” I said as I took off my shirt. “Call me Seth, baby.”
Chapter 19
Alexander
Naomi sat in the living room as I finished dishing up for us. When did we get to this point of our fun relationship? Just yesterday it was all about sex, and now we were eating dinner every other night together.
I loved it! I was fucking loving it. Her being here every other night and day made me feel less lonely. Naomi could be goofy as hell and managed to have me in stitches sometimes.
I don’t know, we just fit so well together. Of course we had our days of indifference; who didn’t? What stood was we were pretty okay with where we were now.
I walked into the living room with our plates, and I could see Naomi was deep in thought, her fingers gently massaging her neck. I set down the plates on the coffee table and sat down beside her. I carefully pried her fingers away from her neck. She looked at me, shocked, but still allowed me to move her fingers away.
“It’s still red,” I muttered as I lightly traced the bruising. “I’m sorry,” I whispered as I pressed a soft kiss on her neck. I choked her a bit hard. I got carried away a lot when I was with her and forgot to take it slow with her.
“It’s okay, it’s not painful at all.” Her hoarse voice made me smile. She winced slightly and rubbed her neck. “It’s inside that is sore.” She smiled, and I bit my lips to stop myself from grinning even wider.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered again, and she rolled her eyes as she leaned forward to grab her plate.
“That isn’t what you were saying when you were pushing my head down your di—” I pressed my lips against hers. “For my first time, you’d think the receiver would be a whole lot gentler with me,” she teased, and my cheeks became irritatedly hot.
“You make me lose control.” I responded weakly, and she hummed as if she didn’t believe me. “I’ll make you some ginger tea once you’re done eating.” I kissed her temple.
“Make it after I’m done showering.” She turned to face the TV and ignored me as she watched her favorite drama.
She must really be a sports person, or she’s just watching it for the men.
“Hmm!” She lightly squealed as her favorite character showed up on the screen. He hadn’t done anything extraordinary, and yet here she was cheering him on for doing absolutely nothing.
