Commanding the Curvy Girl by Nichole Rose

Author:Nichole Rose [Rose, Nichole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Molly

Easton is all over me as he carries me down the hall toward his bedroom, kissing me like he can't stop himself. I can't seem to stop myself, either. Or maybe I just don't want to stop.

I judged him so wrong the day we met, and I clung to that misjudgment for weeks, determined to keep him out. But I'm done keeping him at bay. I'm done fighting this—fighting him. He isn't my father. He isn't our coworkers. He's just Easton.

He's given me so much grace to be Molly—to be myself. Even when I've been bitchy and standoffish and done everything all wrong, he's still shown me grace and understanding I don't deserve.

He deserves the same loyalty, the same consideration. He deserves for someone to fight for him just as hard.

We pass into his bedroom, and I catch flashes of the space around us as he carries me through—antique wood furniture, plush navy and forest green area rugs, and black and white photos on the walls of what must be his family through the years.

But he doesn't stop at the massive bed in the center of the room. Instead, he carries me through another door into the en suite bathroom. The light flickers on automatically as we enter, illuminating the space around us. It's just as warm and inviting as his bedroom—all honey-colored wood and natural stone. There's a huge glass-enclosed shower and a deep soaking tub in the corner.

"What are we doing?" I whisper as he sets me on the counter, gripping my hips.

"Showering," he growls, bending to kiss me again, another long, drugging kiss that leaves my mind reeling and my heart pounding. His gray eyes glitter when he pulls back to look at me. "I spent half the night at a fire. I'm not putting my hands all over that body until I'm clean, princess." He yanks my shirt up over my head, licking his bottom lip like he can't wait to get his hands on me. "And you're getting in with me."

My core clenches hard at the wicked look in his eyes…at the thought of showering with him.

He leans down and brushes his lips across my shoulder, leaving my skin humming, before spinning to turn on the shower. I watch him with my heart in my throat. This feels intimate in a way I didn't anticipate, but I like it. It's…nice, relaxing in a way that's unexpected.

I always thought sex would make me anxious, but there isn't a single part of me that's nervous about what's about to happen between us.

I'm ready to be his in every way.

I can't believe he waited though. It's humbling to know he's waited this long, only to give himself to me. He's so sure of me, of us. Maybe I'm crazy, but that doesn't scare me. It makes me feel bold and powerful. Like I can allow myself to believe in this just as strongly as he does.

My mouth goes dry when he pulls his shirt off over his head, letting it fall to the floor.

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