Choose Me by Xenia Ruiz

Author:Xenia Ruiz [RUIZ, XENIA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780446562966
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2009-06-27T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

EVA

HE WAS HOLDING my lips hostage, tightly but tenderly with his teeth. In turn, I was trying to get him to release them by holding his face in my hands, slowly pulling his head away. My body was trying to convince me it was tired of fighting, while my mind was screaming NO! One minute we were debating the spiritual connotations of The Matrix, the next minute he was asking me how to say his name in Spanish. He was babysitting his niece and nephew again, and this time, he had succeeded in persuading me to come over and watch The Matrix. One minute we were sitting on the floor eating popcorn and Raisinettes, and the next we were tasting each other’s tongues. Although his arms were neutrally on the small of my back, moving slightly up, at the same time, he was pressing me closer to him. The slight aftertaste of mint coupled with the buttery popcorn and sweet chocolate lingered on his tongue as it tangled with mine. This was a dangerous kiss, more sensual than the others, more urgent. I kept trying to convince myself that as long as we were just kissing, in a sitting position, I would be fine.

His hand moved up to my neck, palming my throat as if he were going to choke me, then he proceeded to caress the back of my neck. Suddenly, he stopped kissing me and I was relieved, able to take a few deep breaths. I slowly opened my eyes. I was ready to end our moment of reckless passion, at least for the night, but his face lingered in my personal space, the air between us sweet, salty, and heavy with expectation.

“How do you say lips?” he whispered into my parted mouth, his voice sensual and full of urging.

I swallowed before answering. “Labios.”

“I thought it was ‘besame’?”

“That means ‘kiss me.’”

He obliged, caressing my lips in his mouth like one would hold something sharp: cautiously and tenderly. Smooth, I thought. A Spanish lesson had always been part of the courtship with the non-Spanish-speaking men with whom I had been involved. With Anthony, it had lasted a couple of months; after we married, he refused to learn and actually got angry when I spoke Spanish, especially if we weren’t on friendly terms and he overheard me on the phone. With Victor, it was always a competition because he thought Venezuelan Spanish was more refined than that of Puerto Ricans.

Adam’s hand slid down my throat to my sternum where my heart was beating like crazy, hastened by his touch. I could feel my flesh getting weaker and my spirit all but withering away. I breathed slowly through my nose but didn’t move to stop him, though I knew I should. In between gasps for air, I heard moans—strange, pleasurable sounds I had not heard coming from inside me in a long time. They scared me. I tried to swallow the sounds, but they still escaped. I knew I had to gain control of the situation, soon.

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