A Real Man: Volume Six by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2017-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Layla

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think straight. The feeling of Lachlan’s hand on the back of my neck had my blood pressure rising. I felt light-headed, my blood rushing through my veins, my heart pounding hard and painfully against my ribs.

“I want you,” he said, his voice low, deep.

This was a dream, or at least it felt like one. I’d wanted this for far longer than I’d ever actually admit, and it was right here. He wanted me, the same way I wanted him.

He pulled me in closer and our mouths were only inches apart now, his warm breath moving along my lips, making me shiver in anticipation. I didn’t know what to say, how to react. I felt frozen, my emotions and arousal so strong they suffocated me, held me down so I was unable to even think clearly.

And then he was kissing me, his lips pressed right to mine, the feel of pressure making my heart jump. I was wet, my nipples hard, my need strong. He pulled away, and I knew he was holding back, knew he was doing this to be sweet and gentle with me.

I didn’t want sweet and gentle. I wanted the alpha male I knew Lachlan was. I needed it. But before I could lean in and kiss him, be the one who went after what I wanted, he was up and moving away from me. I stood, my hands shaking, not sure if he was having second thoughts or maybe feeling guilt. But I didn’t want to stop.

“Lachlan?”

He didn’t turn to face me, just walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a glass and a bottle of alcohol out of the cupboard. I watched as he poured himself that shot. I knew I was feeling more loose than normal because of the almost two beers I’d had earlier, and assumed he might need one as well. This situation was pretty heavy.

He turned and faced me, lifting the bottle in a nonverbal question. I shook my head, knowing if I took some hard alcohol, I wouldn’t be able to go through with tonight. I didn’t want to be drunk. I wanted to know what I was doing, who I was doing it with. I wasn’t a drinker anyway, and if two beers made me feel this good, I didn’t want to go over the line with the hard stuff.

“Are you okay?” I asked, because it seemed Lachlan was struggling with this. “This isn’t wrong, Lachlan.”

He exhaled and hung his head for a second. “No, it’s not wrong, Layla.” He turned and faced me then. “It’s really fucking right.” He walked toward me then, this wild expression on his face, this need radiating from him.

I felt myself retreating, not because I was afraid, but because I wanted this.

God, I anticipated this.

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