Page 51 of Regally Binding
His eyes locked with hers as if looking anywhere else would be dangerous. He swallowed repeatedly and hunched his shoulders.
“I can’t take the rest of my clothes off without pain, and I want to rest my arm before tonight. I did my shorts,” she murmured. Her hands hung limply by her side.
“Great,” he replied, but his eyes didn’t leave hers.
“But I need you to remove my T-shirt.”
“Fuck. I mean, sure, okay,” Bear stuttered.
“Slowly. Not slow in a sexual way, but gentle. You know what I mean,” she said, fiddling with the hem.
“Yes, I know. I really fucking know. I’m going to close my eyes while I do this,” he grunted.
“But what if you touch my boobs or something else?”
He swallowed loudly, drawing her attention to his bobbing Adam’s apple.
“Good point.” He pulled on the back of his neck while keeping his gaze high. “I’ll squint.”
Liss licked her lips.
“Don’t lick your lips like that,” he grumbled.
“Sorry.” His eyes resembled little pillar boxes with a tiny bit of pupil showing. Her body burned with fire as she attempted to quell her desire.
She subconsciously rolled her hips as he reached for the hem of her T-shirt. “Fuck,” he grumbled.
“Can I help in any way?” she replied huskily.
“No.” Sweat beaded his brow, and she smiled at how her badass bodyguard was coming undone over the simple removal of a T-shirt. “But stop smiling, stop moving your hips, and stop that tongue doing anything that will get both of us into trouble. I’m being respectful.”
“What if I don’t want you to be?” she whispered louder than intended.
Bear huffed and grumbled as he lifted her T-shirt. As his hands and the hem reached her breasts, he swore under his breath and closed his eyes before squinting again. She sneaked a look at his crotch. Liss bit her lip at the prospect of pulling down his zipper and revelling in his length and thickness.
“No lip biting either.” He stepped a little closer to lift the T-shirt fully off her head, and her nipples, now slightly erect, threatened to brush against his chest. “Shit, Princess. This moment is going to kill me.”
He pulled the T-shirt over her face. The collar caught on her neck, and he stepped closer to unhook it. His chest pressed into her breasts, and his hand skimmed her hip as he held her against him to stop her from wobbling.
Liss held her breath. His body against hers caused little electric shock sensations. The heat from their skin-on-skin touch made the ache between her legs burn hotter. She was like a furnace as he pulled the top off her head. He didn’t move back. They locked eyes. He swallowed again.
“You should get in that shower.” His voice was hoarse. She’d have to shower with her knickers on. She couldn’t ask him to remove them. His erection pushed against her, and she wrapped her good arm around his neck. Her arousal climbed higher. His body set a fire inside her.
“I’m a mess and want to look pretty for the party.” Her voice was so quiet.
“You’re beautiful, so you won’t need long to get ready.” He gulped loudly. Liss licked her lips as the sparks under her skin went off like fireworks. “I want you so fucking much, Liss.”
The intercom buzzed as Liss’s phone rang from the bedroom.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She grimaced as he leant his head against hers briefly. Her whole body cried in disappointment.
“Saved by the bell yet again.” But based on his clenched jaw and uncomfortable walk to pass her the phone before he shuffled to the intercom, his body disagreed.
“I finished work early, and I’m on my way up,” Isla shouted on speakerphone. “I can’t wait to see your dress. Tonight is going to be spectacular.”
Liss covered herself with towel as Bear confirmed the guest was allowed up.
Bear focused on the floor as they waited for the lift. She could offer him the promise of another time. They only had a week left together. She ground her teeth and held her towel tightly against her nearly naked body.