Battered Hearts 3: Crossing the line by Kele Moon

Battered Hearts 3: Crossing the line by Kele Moon

Author:Kele Moon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Erotic Contemporary
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2013-01-30T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty

Wyatt locked his door and eyed Tabitha as she stood in his room with a smile on her face. He leaned back against the wood, letting his gaze run over her for one hot moment. He wasn’t ready to tell her he had driven to one of the small convenience stores between Garnet and Mercy to buy a pack of condoms—not yet.

Her red hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her jeans and green V-neck T-shirt weren’t anything fancy, but the way they clung to her slim body made his heart beat harder and his jeans tighten.

She dropped her backpack by his bed, and her smile widened. “What?”

“Nothing. Just admiring you.” He tilted his head, eyeing the way her shirt clung to her firm breasts and the curve in her waist. “You’re beautiful, Tabby.”

Her cheeks took on that pink hue he loved so much as she lowered her head and rolled her eyes to dismiss him. “Whatever.”

“No, really,” he went on, because it was important to him that Tabitha knew how completely gorgeous she was. “I dunno how I got so lucky.”

She laughed and gave him a look of disbelief. “You are crazy, Wyatt. You’ve always been crazy. Sometimes it worries me.”

“I’m fine,” he said confidently as he walked over to her. He reached out for Tabitha’s hand when he got close and pulled her to him. “I was hoping you’d let me make up for the other night in my truck. That was awesome.”

“You don’t have to make up anything.” Her cheeks grew pinker, and she would have lowered her eyes again, but Wyatt wrapped his other hand around the back of her neck, forcing her to look at him. She finally just shrugged in defeat. “I told you, I like doing it.”

He grinned as he looked down the neckline of her T-shirt, admiring the curve of her breasts. “But I like doing it too.”

“Well,” she started, a smile sounding in her voice that he didn’t see because he was still admiring her tits. “If you like it—”

“I do,” he assured her.

“Then who am I to stop you?”

“Well, okay, then.”

He smiled triumphantly as he tugged at the hem of her shirt and pulled it up to expose the white lace of her bra. He never got over the novelty of seeing Tabitha naked, and it was sort of his goal in life to get her that way as much as possible. She laughed when he pulled the shirt over her head and then tossed it aside. Then he reached for the button on her jeans. He slipped it undone before lowering the zipper.

“You’re not beating around the bush,” she pointed out as stepped back and kicked off her slip-on shoes.

Then she took over the task of pushing her jeans past her hips while Wyatt watched. She walked past him in nothing but her bra and a pair of small cotton panties decorated with blue polka dots and laid her jeans over the chair by his desk. She picked up her shirt, shook it out, and did the same thing.



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