My Aussie Guy - Liz Lovelock Page 0,43

much to me.

Nothing more is said as we walk back across campus and to my empty dorm room. I unlock and open the door then pause with my back to Aiden. I sigh. “You can come in if you want.”

“I’m sorry if I hurt you with what I said.”

I keep my back to him, go for the table, and dump my bag. I sense him behind me. I don’t need to look to know that his hard stare is burning a hole in my back.

I sigh and reluctantly turn to face the guy who seems to have a piece of my heart in his hands but is oblivious to it. “It is what it is. I shouldn’t expect anything more. We both know you don’t plan to stay. It’s fine.” I try to brush off the emotions that I’m wearing.

Aiden doesn’t appear to accept what I’m saying and takes two strides and envelops me in his arms. Mine automatically respond by latching themselves around him and holding on tight. I didn’t want to have these feelings. They suck, majorly. I wish I could stuff them in a box and lock them up, because that would solve a lot of problems with people and relationships.

“It’s not fine, and you’re not fine. I don’t want to hurt you.” He buries his face into my neck, and I feel the brush of his lips against my skin. It’s as if his touch shoots off electric sparks in my chest—something that’s never happened before with anyone I’ve ever been with. Aiden is different in so many ways.

I press myself tighter to his warmth. I need him to hold me like he’s never going to let me go, and I don’t think I can let him go either.

I sense his mouth moving up my neck. My head falls back, giving him access. Our breaths quicken. Everything becomes warm, and I want to be out of my little dress and wrap myself around him. I want his body against mine so I can breathe in his musky scent.

My hands ache to explore under his shirt. My fingers skim the bottom hem before taking it and pulling it over his head. His hungry gaze holds mine briefly while he traces the back of his hand over my cheek. My eyes close and drink up his touch like it’s a drug I desperately need. A slight moan escapes my lips, and then, seconds later, his mouth finds mine. Aiden moves then pushes me against the door. Our tongues dance and fight to claim each other’s mouths.

I glide my fingertips up his smooth chest and reach around his back to pull him closer. My nails bite into his flesh. A moan escapes me in the middle of our wet kisses.

Aiden’s hands move to the hem of my blue dress, and he pulls it up over my head. I’m still wearing my swimsuit underneath.

This could get interesting.

He tosses the small piece of material aside and stands before me, his stare claiming every part of my body, and I am just as hungry for him.

“Are you going to stand there and stare?” Words breathlessly rush out from my truly kissed lips. They’re swollen from his wild, passionate kisses.

“You’re so beautiful.” His words are barely a whisper.

My heart leaps with the longing in his gaze as he steps closer to me. Our bodies are an inch apart, but he stands there, not moving. My eyes flutter closed, and my breathing is ragged. So is his. Still, he stands there.

“I want you so bad, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

The room around me shifts as the reality of our situation rushes back in my mind. I don’t want this moment to end. I want his lips all over my sun-kissed skin. I want this moment in case it will never happen again.

Taking charge, my hands go behind his neck, and I pull his mouth to mine. I’m going to take what I can while he’s still here. My heart longs for him, and if we decide to make this work, then that’s what I’ll do—make it work.

I pull back from our tongue dance and stare into his familiar ocean-blue eyes. “Aiden, I’m in this until you say you no longer want anything to do with me. We can remain friends or try something more. The ball is in your court.”

He doesn’t even wait ten seconds before his mouth rushes to mine again. He lifts me up and holds me against him, then