Twisted Perfection: A Novel by Glines Abbi

Author:Glines, Abbi [Glines, Abbi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2013-05-29T22:00:00+00:00

Della

“Here,” Woods said, walking up behind me.

I turned to look at him and saw he was holding a glass of red wine. I took it and hoped my inexperience in the red wine department wasn’t too apparent on my face when I took a sip. I was positive this was expensive, but I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference between cheap and good wine. I’d had very little.

“Thank you,” I managed to reply without sounding as unsure as I felt.

“Come sit down. We can see the view just as good from over here,” he said, nodding toward two teak lounge chairs.

I walked over and sank down on the thick quilted cushion and stretched my legs out in front of me.

With his leg, Woods scooted the lounger beside me closer, then lowered himself down onto it. He moved the armrest that separated us. If I shifted even an inch I would brush up against him. It was tempting.

“I didn’t ask if you liked red wine,” he said.

He was probably noticing my small sips. I was deciding that I did like it. I wasn’t sure how it would affect me though.

“I wasn’t positive I liked it or not. I’ve not really had much of it in the past. But this is good.”

He smirked and took a drink. I really shouldn’t have stared at him, but the muscles in his throat moved as he swallowed and it was mesmerizing. Woods set his glass down on the table on the other side of his chair but he didn’t take his eyes off me.

“I’d planned to be good tonight. But I can’t. Not with you looking at me like that,” Woods said as he took the glass from my hand and put it down beside his. “I think I’ll be okay if I can just have a little. Just a small taste. It’s been too long and I can’t seem to think about anything other than how much I want to kiss you”—he brushed his finger over my lips—“and the many parts of you I want to touch,” he said, slipping one of his hands around my waist. Then his hand slid down farther until it was cupping my butt. “Fuck, baby, you aren’t wearing any panties under these shorts.”

The reminder of the thin fabric being the only barrier down there to soak up the moisture his words were causing concerned me. I did not want a damp spot on my shorts. That would be humiliating.

“Come here,” he ordered, picking me up by the waist and pulling me onto his lap. I didn’t want to straddle him. What if I was already wet down there? His hand closed over my thigh and I shivered, unable to stop him from moving my leg over his lap until my crotch was hovering over him. I was going to ruin these shorts.

Woods’s hands slipped into my hair and pulled my head down until his lips covered mine. The moment his tongue eased into my mouth and

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