Six Years by Stephanie Witter

Six Years by Stephanie Witter

Author:Stephanie Witter [Witter, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stephanie Witter
Published: 2015-06-07T04:00:00+00:00


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He cupped my face between his big hands and his eyes bore into mine. Tears were falling down my face getting caught by his hands, but I wasn't sobbing. As soon as he came back inside my apartment, it stopped. But I didn't know what he was doing here and why he was looking at me this way, as if a big battle was raging inside him.

His palms were soft and warm against my cheeks, his fingers long and tender when they lightly brushed my jaw and the beginning of my neck just below my ears. I wanted to touch him, to feel his own skin under my fingertips and trace the lines of his face so marked by the recent events, but I didn't. I was addicted to him enough as it was. If I touched him, I wouldn't stop.

"Don't cry," he breathed out so very close to my face. Just a little closer and I'd feel his lips ghosting against mine. "It's like a punch in my guts when you cry."

"You shouldn't touch me," I said, but despite my words, I didn't try to move away from his touch. A tear ran to my upper lip and I tasted it with the very tip of my tongue. Nolan's eyes darkened when he followed it, not straying from my mouth. I could see goosebumps over his skin on his neck and on his forearms. "Nolan?"

Slowly, as if it cost him to do so, he looked up and brought his eyes back to mine. When I met his hazel eyes, their intensity knocked me. I stopped breathing altogether, or it felt like it as I got lost watching him. It was nothing, just a gaze slightly lower and yet, it sizzled between us, changed the outcome of this moment, sent the attraction and desire up the charts. Just a look.

"Push me away then," he said with a voice so husky that my body answered right away to it. Desire pulled low in my belly and my breasts felt too full, begging for his attention I shouldn't even seek.

"You, step away," I retorted slowly, my voice low and dripping with that need he was the only one to awake with such an intensity. But behind my words, I willed him to stay put, to maybe, touch me further, come closer. I knew it was wrong, I knew it was a betrayal to his girlfriend and I hated to think of myself as "the other girl", but it was Nolan.My Nolan.

"Do you know you have the most kissable lips I've ever seen?" he asked me, his eyes lowering slowly to focus on my lips as if he was looking at suckable candy. Damn, that's hot. I licked at them self-consciously and the hitch in his breathing followed by the low groan from deep in his throat was enough to make me grip his forearms as his hands were still on my face. Skin to skin. Touching a face or forearms was innocent



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