Page 33 of The Merger
I framed her face with my hands, and my eyes fell to her lips. “Not even a kiss.”
She swallowed, and I watched her eyes dilate. “Why?”
One of my hands fell to her waist, while the other slipped into her hair. “I’m on edge, Sunshine. Don’t play with me.”
She licked her lips and leaned toward me. “I’m very serious.”
Fractions of an inch were all that divided me from experiencing the sweet heaven of her lips on mine. I was about to bridge the gap and end this torment I’d subjected myself to when there was a knock at the door.
I groaned. “That would be Jana.”
Forcing myself away from her was hard. Nearly as hard as my cock, and I hadn’t even touched her yet. Five years of celibacy had me as horny as a teenager.
I grabbed a throw pillow to cover my lap. “Would you mind getting the door?”
Sabrina looked down at herself. “I guess you didn’t realize I’m wearing a towel.”
Her words made my eyes slip down her body. I’d had my hand on her waist and hadn’t noticed the knotty material under my hand. “That doesn’t make my problem any better.”
She shivered but shook her head to clear whatever she was thinking. “It better be Jana.”
“Looks like I arrived in time,” Jana said from the door.
She breezed into my suite carrying a large overnight bag. Her eyes dropped down to where I held the pillow over my lap and dropped the bag unceremoniously in the middle of the room.
She spun around to face Sabrina, holding her hand up as if I were the one who was naked. “Oh. So, uhm, I haven’t even worn all the stuff in my closet, and apparently, Colt’s been putting things in the guest bedroom. There are tags on everything in here. I apologize in advance for the lingerie, your brother is delusional.”
“Thank you, Jana,” Sabrina said. Her lips kept twitching as she tried to fight laughing. “His crazy ends up being pretty beneficial though.”
“Well,” Jana waved her arm toward me, “I’ll let you two get back to whatever.”
The door clicked shut behind her, and once again the atmosphere around us hung heavy with desire. Sabrina strolled over to me, not grabbing her bag. Her fingers teased the top of her towel.
“I can’t believe you’ve waited for me for five years.”
I reached out and wrapped my hands behind her knees. My hands traveled up the smooth skin of her thighs. Sabrina’s body was perfection. She was the perfect blend of long muscles and lush curves. With my hands on her thighs, I pulled her to straddle my legs. “I’d have waited forever if I had to.”
I pulled her onto my lap, the heat from her core causing my dick to twitch. She pressed down harder against me, grinding on my erection, pulling a moan from my chest.
My fingers dug into her hips, stilling her from making me come in my jeans. “I didn’t bring you here with any expectations. I can wait longer.”
“We’re married,” she began.
I felt my eyebrow curve up. “I’d like to stay that way.”
“I don’t think the way to building a strong marriage is through celibacy,” she said, pressing down on me again.
Releasing one hand from her hip I gave her ass a light swat. “Sunshine, if you don’t stop grinding on my dick I’m going to come in my pants and I haven’t done that in about twenty years.”
“That’s what I want to talk to you about. You say that you want to give us a chance to see if what we have is real—”
I slid one hand up her back and squeezed the back of her neck. “I said I wanted to giveyoua chance to see that what we have is real.”
Sabrina huffed in frustration from my interruption. “Either way, how are we supposed to focus on any emotional connection we might have or build when all we want is to rip each other’s clothes off and end a half decade of frustration and loneliness?”
My mouth gaped open. It had taken an extreme amount of self control not to do everything I could to seduce her. At some low points I’d even entertained kidnapping her. Those thoughts were quickly dismissed because as a lawyer I knew committing a felony was not the way to start our marriage. Not once in every scenario I imagined did I think Sabrina would be the one to bring sex into the discussion.
“I know I’m hearing this wrong, but just to be sure, you aren’t suggesting that we make love in order to remove a distraction from dating each other, right?”