Page 48 of Open To Negotiation

My lips crashed into hers as my free arm wrapped around her waist to pull her closer. Her smaller body pressed into mine, fitting against me perfectly.

She met me stroke for stroke, like we’d been kissing for years. Her hands moved up to my hair, letting me get even closer.

She moaned as my tongue met hers, the sound went straight to my cock as it swelled, rebelling against my zipper. I moved one hand to her throat, letting it linger there gently, as she leaned into me.

It fucking turned me on that she seemed to like that. I liked control in the bedroom, needed it really.

Before I could get too carried away, I forced myself back from her lips, both of us panting hard as I rested my forehead against hers. I locked on to her pretty green eyes.

“Woah,” she whispered as we both caught our breath, my lips still tingling from where she’d been.

I’d never had a first kiss like that.

Hell, I wasn’t sure I’d ever had a kiss like that, period.

I’m not one for believing in destiny or shit like that, but that kiss might have changed my mind.

“Fuck, Love, you taste better than I imagined.” I licked my lips, her taste all over me. My cock still pressing between us.

“I’m not having sex with you tonight,” she blurted out.

I pulled back to get a better look at her, my hand lingering on her waist. Her cheeks went red immediately as she looked down.

I moved and brushed a knuckle over her cheek softly. “I like seeing you blush.” She looked back to meet my gaze. “Of course we aren’t having sex tonight. You’ve had one hell of a night and when we have sex for the first time, I don’t want anyone else to be on your mind, I don’t want those bruises on your arms.”

She looked up at me, her eyes glowing with what looked like gratitude. I’d just done the right thing, I hated that she was fucking grateful for it, it was the bare minimum of what she should expect.

It had been my plan since I pulled her into my car, no matter how much my dick didn’t want to be the good guy, I was going to show her how a man should treat her.

“Well, then I guess you should take me home.”

“No chance in hell,” I replied as her smile turned into a frown.

“But you just said—”

“You’re sleeping here with me. Just sleeping, I want to hold you.” It felt good having her around, I wasn’t ready to let her go. “If you aren’t comfortable I can set you up in a guest room, but I hope you don’t pick that option.”

“I don’t have anything with me,” she said looking down at herself in that sexy fucking top and my jacket.

“I have a spare toothbrush and a T-shirt you can wear.” I grabbed her wrist. “You should know that I’m not very good at asking.”

“I’ve noticed,” she muttered. I sent her a look that had her biting down a smile.

I continued, ignoring her little quip, “But please, stay here with me.”

There was a heaviness in my chest as I waited on her decision.

“Okay.”

I held back a relieved breath, she hadn’t hesitated at all. I walked her upstairs and brought her into the master bedroom, it was one of six rooms in the house and was at the end of the hallway. I leaned on the door frame, crossing my arms over my chest as I watched her take in my space.

The back wall was windows with a small balcony, much like my place downtown. Instead of the city, the house backed on to a big backyard with a ravine that had big trees and hills. The terrain was too uneven that there weren’t walking paths, so it was private and there weren’t any houses visible on the other side of the ridge since I was on the edge of the city.

There was a large king bed in the middle of the room, night stands on either side and plenty of extra space. There was even a reading chair and a lamp in one of the corners that I don’t think I’d ever sat in.

It had been done with warm woods and earthy tones because apparently that was good ‘calming vibes’ for your room, my interior designer’s words not mine. There were two doors, one that led to a big master bathroom and the second to a massive walk-in closet.

I watched as she looked around, taking it all in before she stopped near the dresser under the wall mounted TV.