Sawyer
took off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, then lead me to a dim
alley on the side of the bar, gently resting my back against the cool brick
wall.
“How
can I help?” he asked as he stood in front of me. His tall body shielded me
from the wind, and it wasn’t long before I began to regain some warmth.
I
tilted up my chin toward him. “You want to help? Then kiss me.”
His
lips parted, and for a moment I imagined he was going to press them against
mine. He quickly tightened his jaw and shook his head. “I can’t do that. You’re
clearly tipsy.”
I
rose up onto my tiptoes and grazed his chin with my mouth. “Don’t make me ask
again.”
He
exhaled sharply. “Silver…”
“What?”
“You’ve
been drinking.”
“So?”
I challenged. “You’ve never kissed a tipsy girl?”
“Sure
I have. But you’re not just any girl.”
“Right
now, I need to feel like one,” I told him as I slowly ran my hands up the hard
ridges of his abdominal muscles and over his chest, finally wrapping them
around his neck. “I need to feel wanted. For me. All of me.”
“Shit.” He groaned as my cold fingers
entangled in his hair and tugged his face toward mine.
I’d
never been so vocal about my desires. Pushed to the limits by Preston, and
partly spurred on by the tequila running through my veins, I felt courageous
enough to demand what I wanted.
For once in my life.
But
it seemed like Sawyer wasn’t going to give in that easily. He took my hands in
his and held me at arm’s length.
“Are
you okay?” he asked quietly. A war between wickedly delicious lust and
chivalrous constraint waged in his eyes. I silently prayed for the lust to
triumph. “I meant it, Silver. Are you really okay?”
I
buried my forehead in his chest and inhaled his icy scent. “I’ve never been
better,” I said, diminishing the space between us. My skin heated feverishly
upon contact with his body. “But I want to lose control. Again. With you.”
“Goddammit,
Silver, you can’t say things like that,” he groaned.
“You’ve
been telling me to let go, so here I am—letting go,” I whispered, ignoring his
protest. “I need you to catch me.”
“I’m
here,” he soothed.
Had he always smelled so good?
“Please
touch me, Sawyer.” I felt no shame in begging. “Kiss me.”
“Silver…” he growled in warning. “Stop
talking. Please.”
“Then
make me stop.”
“I
can’t do that.”
“Yes,
you can.” My heart was in pain, and he was the only one who could mend it.
Resting
his hands on the wall behind me, he buried his head in my hair and inhaled
sharply. “The moment my lips connect with yours, I won’t be able to stop myself
from wanting all of you.” The husky roughness in his voice sent an excited
shiver down my spine.
“So
do it,” I urged impatiently. “Consume me. Devour me. Eat me.”
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Author Bio and Contacts:
Victoria Green is a New Adult
author who enjoys writing about unspoken love and second chances. She's a
travel junkie and a huge photography enthusiast. Her experience growing up a
war-torn country has helped teach her the importance of living life to the
fullest and appreciating every single day. She believes in true love, good
chocolate, and great books. She lives in Canada with her high school sweetheart
(though they are now no longer YA) and their pack of puppies.
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