Hearts at War by Lexy Timms

Author:Lexy Timms
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town romance, virgin river, sweet romance, contemporary romance, hot and steamy, sport romance, happily ever after, sweet love story, romance love, romance love triangle, new adult romance, billionaire obsession, contemporary romance and sex, romance billionaire series, billionaire romance, holiday, holiday romance, romance, billionaire, true love, love and life, bilionaire romance, romantic comedy, women's saga, little sister, sister romance, wedding, medical romance, military romance, romantic suspense, inspirational romance, enemies to lovers romance
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2024-09-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Heather

Strong arms wrapped around me. Muscles, hard and formed, not suggested bumps, tightened as I nestled against his warm body. No sounds came to me. Not a smell, a sight, nor a taste.

All my senses were locked into just this one.

I felt him.

I felt it all.

The heat that poured off him and coaxed me to never let go. The firm solidity of his hard body, honed with fitness that he didn’t only ooze masculinity. He just was. All man. Formidable like a solid support that would never fail to keep me safe.

This deep, soul-satisfying comfort seeped through me. From the contact of his skin against mine, his limbs tangled with mine, and the promising pressure of that huge bulge poking into my stomach...

I was surrounded, but not suffocating.

I was embraced, but not confined.

For the first time in my life, in all my existence, I realized how much of a liar I had been all along.

I was a cuddler.

I sighed, deeply, burrowing closer as if no hug could ever be tight enough.

Hair tickled my face, but I didn’t want to brush it away. Angling higher, nestling closer and keeping this fit against this hot, hard body, I tried to fuse myself to him.

Never before had I felt this secure. Never before had I belonged, like a matching puzzle piece that just fit without explanation.

No. You’re dreaming.

The semi-lucid thought didn’t last. Vague and surreal, I refused to let that thought sink in.

He exhaled, long and slow like he wasn’t just a hulking, strong man but a lazy animal. A predator, for sure, but at rest, relaxing as I was.

One big hand lay on my back. Or was that the weight of the blanket.

You’re dreaming...

Again, the clear thought didn’t click.

Instead, seeking more of the delicious burn of his body under mine, his warmth pressing against my side, I surrendered to the exciting sensations like the tug in my belly, the pricks of awareness in my hard nipples.

Arousal.

That was what it was.

Images shifted in my hazy mind’s eye. Actions changed. Bodies moved, skin rubbed, bare in an exquisite friction. That hard prominence gave me some relief, but the more I ground against him, pressing my core there to get the full hit of contact, it cleared. The naughty but oh-so-good hints of arousal and pleasure seemed further from reach.

Like wisps, vanishing.

It had been too long. Relief was nonexistent in my life. Pleasure was a forgotten rarity. I’d only known hardships and abuse, mental torture and grievances.

No. Don’t go.

Nothing moved. His hot body stayed there, but mentally, I lost the sensation of this connection that threaded me to him through the night.

I want...

I slid higher, seeking him.

I want more.

I moved my head, searching for this hard lips that smirked at me too often.

I want you.

Pressing my lips to his, I moaned at the tipping point of caving. I gave up. I forfeited in this fight to resist him. Sluggish but charged by lust, I kissed him again.

And again.

Like the rest of him, his lips were firm.

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