Canada Square (Love in London Book 3) by Carrie Elks

Author:Carrie Elks [Elks, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01CO13PMW
Publisher: Enchanted Publications
Published: 2016-04-06T23:00:00+00:00

17

“This is me,” Callum says between kisses. He slides a key into the lock. The front door is as smart as the rest of the house—as the street—perfectly painted in a glossy black.

“Nice.” I nip at his bottom lip. He pulls me against him until I feel him harden through his trousers. My breath hitches with desire.

“Mmhmm.” The door opens, and we half-tumble inside. My heels click against the polished hardwood floor, and for a moment I wonder if I should take them off. But I'm so short in my bare feet that I'll end up with my face in his chest and I'm not ready for that. Yet.

Callum hooks his hands beneath my jacket, sliding it off my shoulders. It falls to the floor in a pool of black fabric, and I step over it as he pushes me along the hallway. His fingers brush my bare shoulders, rough and demanding against my sensitive skin. Then he scoops the hair away from my neck, holding it in his fist, and presses his lips against my throat.

I might moan. A lot. He's finding sensitive spots I didn’t realise existed, laying claim to them one by one. Every kiss is a brand on my skin, staking his ownership, and the sensation is overwhelming.

“So fucking beautiful.” His mouth reaches my shoulder. “Every inch of you.”

I swallow hard as his lips brush down to my clavicle. He reaches behind me, fingers finding my zip and tugging. That's when nervousness overtakes me, as I realise we're really doing this thing. That I'm going to get naked in front of my ex-boss.

My spine stiffens as soon as I think about it. He's going to see everything; the way my right hip curves much more than my left, the way my shoulder is off-centre, making me lopsided. His hands freeze halfway down my back.

“Are you okay?”

Blood pools beneath my cheeks. I nod, but say nothing. He cups the back of my head, his voice as soft as his eyes.

“Do you want to stop? You only have to say the word...”

Disappointment floods through my veins. “Do you want to stop?”

He steps backwards, and I immediately miss his proximity.

“Hell no, babe. But if you're not ready for this, there's no way I'm going to force you.” Moonlight floods in from the window next to him, illuminating his face. He looks worried, vulnerable, and his hesitation is enough to give me strength.

“I don't want to stop,” I tell him, taking a deep breath. “But I'm...I'm embarrassed to let you see my body. I'm not perfect and you're going to see that.”

He frowns, eyes scanning from my face right down to my legs. “What do you mean 'not perfect'? You're fucking gorgeous.”

“I've got a curved spine. I lean to the left a bit. I'm not symmetrical.”

The smallest of smiles shapes his mouth. “Not symmetrical?”

“One side of me is curvier than the other.”

He reaches out and traces my side, running from the edge of my breast to my waist. “Symmetrical is pretty fucking overrated.

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