Once in a Lifetime(17)

There was no reason for either of them to hide. They’d been close for the last month. In fact, to him it didn’t feel like they’d only known each other a month. To him, he felt like they’d known each other for a lifetime already.

Some people just connected, is what his father said. Did he and Emily connect? He thought so.

“Hey,” she said. “Thank you for waiting. You know you don’t have to.”

“I like waiting.” Taking her hand he started in the direction of her apartment. He could bring his car and spend the whole night not drinking, but then he wouldn’t get as long alone with her.

“I’m sorry you heard me talking on the phone with Dorothy,” she said, holding on tight to his hand.

“It’s what you do.”

“Have you stopped fucking women because of me?” Emily asked. Her question took him by surprise. Guy had expected her to draw it out, to make the talking last.

Stopping, he turned to her.

“What do you want me to say?” He kept hold of her hand as he looked at her.

“I want you to tell me the truth. Have you stopped seeing women because of me?” They were paused in the middle of the road. Looking up and down, Guy wondered what he should say.

Should he lie and pretend something different, or should he just lay his emotions out on the table?

“No, I’ve not dated another woman since you’ve come on the scene. I can’t get you out of my head. You’re all I think about, and no, it’s not love. I’m not in love with you.”

“You simply want to fuck me?” Emily asked.

“I’m a guy, and you’re hot. I would never hurt you. I know you’re attracted to me, Em. Why don’t you let yourself live a little? I’m not Nathan. I’m never going to stop you being you.”#p#分页标题#e#

“So I should just fuck you and be done with it?”

“No. Be with me if that’s what you want. Don’t hold back for fear of what this all means.”

He saw she was thinking about what he said.

“You’re not offering commitment?”

“No, I’m offering good, mind-blowing sex. I care about you, Em and I want—”

She cut him off by wrapping her arms around his neck. “Shut up, and kiss me, Guy.”

Emily looked up at him, and he was struck by how small she actually was compared to him.

Staring into her eyes, he saw she meant what she said.

Sinking his fingers into her hair he tilted her head back. “Do you have any idea what you’re getting yourself into?” he asked.

“Why don’t you show me?”

He cut her words off with his lips. Guy didn’t want her talking. He wanted her lips open and her body quivering as he took her. Slamming his lips down on hers, he plundered her mouth with his tongue, making love to her lips.

Her hands tightened around his neck. Fisting his hand in her hair, Guy controlled the kiss, only giving her what he wanted.

She moaned and whimpered as he took his sweet time loving her lips. There was no rush inside him to kiss her.

“Guy,” she said, crying out. He dipped his head down to suck on her pulse, which was pounding against his tongue.

The sound of a car honking brought him out the thrall. They were still stood in the middle of the road as they kissed. He waved to the car, leading her off the road.

“I forgot we were still stood there,” she said. “I forgot everything.”

“Do you want to do this, Em? Once we start this I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”

“I want this. I want you, Guy. Take me home.”

He didn’t know what would happen once he got her home. If she sent him on his way, he’d leave her alone. If she invited him inside, he’d give her a night she wouldn’t forget.

The journey to her home went by without any event. He didn’t think and acted more on instinct. When they were at her apartment building he followed her up to her floor. Her hands were shaking as she produced the key.

Taking the key from her hand he unlocked the door. “What’s it going to be?” he asked.

Her hand went to his chest. He didn’t break eye contact with her. She fisted her hand, pulling him inside.

Guy got his answer and slammed the door shut. Slamming her up against the nearest wall, he sank his fingers back into her hair and claimed her lips. She cried out. Her hands tugged on the stands of his hair at the nape of his neck.

Lust charged through him. His cock was incredibly tight against the confines of his jeans. Letting go of her hair, he ran his hand down her body to cup her breast.

Tearing the shirt from her arms he worked erratically to rid the clothes from her body.