Hannah's Hero - Ruby Dixon Page 0,41
me, just shifts his weight a little to indicate that he’s listening. I swallow hard, fighting past the knot of tears in my throat. “I…I know I can’t go home, all right? You asked me how I was getting home. I know there’s no getting home. I know it in my heart but the rest of me still hasn’t adjusted to that fact. I’m just trying to control a situation I have no control over and I need time.” I swallow hard. “Thinking I’m going to go home and pick up where I left off? That gives me time. It lets me think I have options.”
He nods slowly.
“We both know I don’t have options.” I clutch the blankets tighter, wishing he would look at me. “But…I need to feel like I’m not trapped. Like I’m the one in control.”
“I understand.”
J’shel still doesn’t look over at me, and I worry for a moment that he’s mad about something. That he’s only saying things to placate me. When he continues to stare at the ceiling, I flop onto my back and do the same, frustrated. I’m tired but…I can’t sleep. Not with a million worries flicking through my head.
“H’nah?”
My name is so soft on his lips that I almost miss it. I turn to look at him, fascinated by the way he says it, like it’s half swallowed. “Yes?”
“What words are allowed?” He glances at the ceiling, then looks over at me.
I blink at him, trying to follow. “What do you mean?”
“When we were alone on the beach,” he whispers, his gaze locked on my face with a stunning intensity that makes my cootie hum louder. “You said that I spoke of inappropriate things. I want to know what words are allowed.”
Oh. My face flushes hot. Is he thinking about that? Because now I am, too. “It depends.”
“On?”
“On where you’re at in a relationship. Me and you…we’re not that intimate yet.”
“Yet.” He pauses on the word and gives me a sweeping look that indicates that that one syllable holds a ton of meaning for him, and it makes me breathless. Why did I say yet? Why? Why?
Why am I stupidly excited that I did?
“Tell me what words I may use, H’nah,” he says softly. His gaze is locked on me. “You do not want to hear that I imagine you to be soft everywhere?”
I shudder and remain silent, not trusting myself to respond.
“What if I were to tell you that I like the scent of you? That I want to breathe in your scents—all of them?”
“That’s weird,” I whisper. I’m still totally aroused by it, though. I guess that makes me weird, too.
“So I should not say that? What about licking? Tasting? Is speaking of those things allowed?”
Oh my god, I’m getting wet just from this conversation. My pussy clenches hard, full of need, and I wish there was a private room somewhere so I could go and rub one out until I’m under control. I lick my lips, and when his gaze goes there, watching my tongue, I feel even more flustered. “I…I’m gonna need specifics.”
“Specifics?”
“What we’re talking about licking and tasting specifically,” I murmur, knowing I’m fueling the fire and somehow unable to stop.
He gives me the slowest, laziest smile that makes my heart flip-flop in my chest. “It would be easier to show you.”
I give a squeak of alarm and when I hear the blankets rustle from Taushen and Brooke’s side of the cave, I slap my hand over J’shel’s mouth. If they hear this conversation, I’ll never live it down. Never, ever. “Shh!”
J’shel’s eyes gleam with amusement, and then that naughty, naughty man drags his tongue over my palm.
And oh god, I can feel that right between my thighs. I bite back a whimper as his tongue slowly flicks over the ticklish center of my hand, because I can feel every ridge drag along my skin. He’s showing me, all right, and it’s making me all hot and bothered and oh-so-needy.
I really should lift my hand up and snatch it away, but I can’t seem to do so. It’s like I’m frozen in place as he nuzzles my palm, rubbing his mouth against it, and the fine bristles on his chin drag against my skin. He’s got a bit of a facial shadow, unlike Taushen or the rest of the sa-khui, and I never really thought about it until I felt it against my skin. It’s ticklish though, and I imagine how that’s going to feel everywhere.
This is