Be My Reason: A BWWM Romance (Make It Marriage Book 10) by Nia Arthurs

Author:Nia Arthurs [Arthurs, Nia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-One

Heath

My fingers trail down her bare shoulder and back up to the pulse in her neck. My hands are all that’s on her body. Not even the blanket gets to touch her. The heavy quilt’s been pushed aside. It lost its throne to me.

I find her lips and savor them. Sip from them.

Little touches of her hand on my chest set me aflame.

I thought I would break her. And yet I found myself quivering when she touched me. Drowning when she kissed me. Falling when she put her mouth on me.

I died.

I came back to life.

I died again.

Crazy.

This.

She.

Everything.

This woman should come with a warning.

Dangerous. Handle with care.

My body hums with contentment and every other thought escapes me.

There’s nothing but Brenna on my mind, in my mouth, at my fingertips.

I run my hands over her hips. Trail the soft, brown skin. The small waist. The thighs that are a perfect handful. Perfect to grip. To lick. To push apart.

I remember how they’d trembled around my head. How they’d quivered and flexed. How they’d hoisted and swiveled.

She’d sighed. Bawled out. Shuddered so hard against me that I wondered if she’d slip out of her skin.

But she didn’t.

Her body was stronger than I imagined. More responsive than I’d anticipated.

She’d been waiting for me.

No. That’s too brazen of me to say.

She’d been waiting for this.

Release.

Freedom.

I saw her worry leaving on the moans that gathered in her mouth.

She was waiting to be broken.

And now she’s filled.

Empty.

Limp in the bed.

In my arms.

She’s exhausted.

But I’m not done.

I bring my hand up to her shoulder again. My nose follows the path. She smells like flowers. Like sweat. Like my cologne.

She smells like me.

I like that.

I love that.

Makes me want to mark her again. Makes me want to cover every inch of her in my scent. Not just her stomach and her lips. Not just the places where I exploded, and she lapped me up.

Everywhere.

Her heart. Her soul. Her mind.

She gave herself to me and I want to keep her safe. Right there in my chest. Carve a giant room for her. I’ll work with the best architect. I’ll build rooms. More than enough. Rooms with pianos and vases and books. A room for her and a room for Glory.

Different rooms but they’ll be the same size.

I’ll have them both.

The vision lives on and takes a life of its own.

I’m lying in bed next to the woman of my dreams. I knew before I undressed her. Before I sank into her. Before I made her dizzy and hoarse.

I knew.

And it feels right.

Brenna eases off the kiss to stroke my chest slowly. Her fingers are dark against my pale skin. The nails are cut bluntly. It makes me smile to think of how much damage they can do anyway. When they dig in. When they scrape and scramble.

“Heath.”

“Mm.”

“I think you broke my bed.”

“I think you broke me,” I respond.

She smiles that sleepy, satisfied smile. And I want to tear her apart again. I want to put my mouth on her and hear all the loud, dirty ways she can come apart.

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