Wicked White by Michelle A. Valentine

Author:Michelle A. Valentine [Valentine, Michelle A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Music, Contemporary, Adult
ISBN: 9781477830956
Amazon: 1477830952
Barnesnoble: 1477830952
Goodreads: 23304078
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-06-22T00:00:00+00:00

IRIS

It’s been nearly a week since we were at Ace’s childhood home, and I swear we shared a moment when we were wrapped up in one another’s arms in his bedroom. I nearly told him I loved him in that moment, but thought better of it immediately because I don’t want him thinking I’m saying that merely because I know who he is. When I tell him that I love him, I want him to know that I mean it with each inch of my beating heart.

I stare up at his face while his chest rises and falls in a rhythmic pattern as he sleeps soundly next to me in my bed. His face is stunning with his chiseled, strong jawline and full lips that seem to have a resting pout to them even when he’s relaxed, and his prominent nose completes the features any male model would be envious of. His crazy, wild hair is even sexy when he sleeps. I’m constantly tempted to slide it through my fingers.

Ever since the first night we made love, we’ve spent every night together—each night being even more magical than the last, making me fall for him a little more. I’ve been saying a little prayer every night that he’s never found and can stay here with me just like this forever, but deep down I know that’s not reality, and it scares the shit out of me.

I don’t want him to leave, and the thought of me leaving with him—it excites and terrifies me at the same time. I’m not sure if I’m cut out for a life on the run, and more importantly, I’m not ready to give up on my dreams that have already been put on hold. I’ll have to return to New York at some point—with or without Ace.

I refuse to be that girl who gets so swept up in a man that she tosses everything aside for him, losing her dreams and identity. That’s not me.

Ace stirs below me, and I know he’s in the process of waking.

I place a soft kiss on his lips as our naked bodies remain pressed together. “Good morning. Hungry?”

“Starving,” he whispers and pulls my face back up to his, letting me know that he’s not just talking about food here.

He shifts and pulls me on top of him, where he cups my ass as he deepens our kiss.

This man is insatiable.

I bring my legs down around his hips and press my knees into the mattress below us, careful to keep his stiff cock outside of my body.

He moans when I rotate my hips a couple times, sliding him against my slick folds and enjoying the feel of his skin against my most sensitive body part.

“God . . . Iris,” he growls.

I love when I make the normally collected Ace go a little caveman. It seems that I have this ability to make him lose his control . . . and I like that . . . a lot.

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