Shot in the Dark (Blackbridge Security #2) - Marie James Page 0,88
lucky I’d gotten. You’re the girl of my dreams, and not just because I saw you. Your figure, your smile, the way your hips sway when you walk, fucking all of it has haunted my fantasies for as long as I can remember. I knew I had to have you. The need was instantaneous.”
“Mmm,” I moan when his mouth replaces his fingers on my nipples.
“I sought out others.” I freeze, my blood running cold with his words. “Before I ended up with that box, I was looking for you in every other woman. Before I ended up with that box, I structured my sexual exploits around the women I met online. Talking to a woman I met on the streets was impossible. What if she didn’t like the things I liked? What if she wasn’t a good fit for me? What if I’m too demanding and she isn’t compatible?”
My blood heats with the idea of him with other women even though he’s telling me everything changed when he intercepted that box sent from Sarah. And it makes me a complete hypocrite because he wasn’t my first either. The thoughts are irrational, but I’ll have to consider them later because thinking is damned near impossible with his mouth ghosting light kisses between my breasts and down my abdomen.
“I’ve never had sex with a woman that wasn’t from an online-hookup site. My virginity was callously handed over to a blonde woman by the name of Cherise, although I’m certain that’s merely the name she used for the agency she worked for.” My eyes flutter open but he’s too far down my body to confirm what he’s actually saying. “Yes, Whitney. I paid a woman seven hundred dollars to take my virginity. And that’s very difficult for me too, not because I’m ashamed or regret that decision but because it means I’m telling you I’m nowhere near as in control and commanding as I need you to believe. I’m not perfect. My past isn’t perfect.”
I want to open my mouth and tell him no one is, but he continues before I can speak.
“I’m awkward at best, and even though commanding your body comes as natural as breathing, I’m also very unsure of myself. My head is a constant battle of what to say or how to act. All things I could never overcome until you. I’d avoid social situations at all costs from fear of embarrassment. I nearly packed my shit and moved the first time I tripped over my own feet in front of you.”
Doesn’t he know that his imperfections are a huge part of his appeal?
His mouth trails down past my stomach, and I groan in need when he bypasses the apex of my thighs to focus his attention on my legs. Can’t he see that I’m burning for him? Surely, he knows I’m ready to be taken. I’m spread so far open he can probably smell my arousal.
“I obsessed over you for weeks. I spent countless hours researching you, finding out what you like to do. I found the forums you posted in and jacked off so many fucking times, imagining I was the one you wanted to fulfill your wicked thoughts.”
My cheeks are on fire, and when I angle my head down, I see him grinning up at me. “When you blush, your cheeks turn the same exact shade as this beautiful cunt of yours.”
His filthy words should make me cringe, but they don’t. They never do, and probably never will.
“On paper, you’re the perfect woman for me, down to your insanely unhealthy obsession with Taco Bell, but I knew we could never be compatible. So I had to settle with watching you, grinning every time you scowled while jogging on that fucking treadmill, mesmerized by the bounce of your tits.” I whimper when he nips the area where my leg meets my body. “My obsession grew by the day. The guys taunted me for it. My boss insisted I return the box which we both know by this point was impossible. I was already pretending not to know how to play Orc’s Realm so you’d help me. We were already flirting online. I was already weak from just the sound of your voice. Returning that fucking box wasn’t an option. Returning it meant opening myself up to scrutiny. I knew I’d never have you, but I could live for the moments we had together online. Mmm.”
He licks at my skin, nose barely brushing my pussy, and the embers