Chapter 283
WILLA
I actually found myself reaching for him before I curled my fingers into fists. Lucian didn't care about controling himself.
He leaned close, close enough that our breaths mingled. Close enough to hear the frantic beating of my heart.
He touched his lips to the skin of my throat. The curve of my jaw.
I lay stiff and tense as the breaths rasped in and out of my lungs. For an eternal moment we lay there with lips barely touching while the feel and scent of him swamped my senses.
Lucian reached up, let out a soft grunt of pain when the sudden movement disturbed his wounds. He buried his fingers in my hair, pulled me to his face. He opened his mouth and covered my own.
My eyes drifted closed. His lips were soft and warm. The feel of them heated me up inside. His kisses were gentle this time and I didn't want to stop.
I forced my hands to remain by my side even though they ached to caress him. I didn't want to risk opening up his wounds.
I was pressed full body against him. He was already getting hard.
Lucian's hand slipped under my blouse. Alarm bells started up in my head, telling me to stop.
I stopped kissing him, braced myself and pulled away, leaving a few inches separating us.
It was so hard but I just had to do it. I was afraid that if I ever let Lucian into me, I would never get enough of him. The man was damn addictive.
He started to reach for me again.
"Stop. Please," I breathed.
His hand hovered in the air then fell back to his side. His eyes asked a question.
I took in several deep breaths. When I felt more in control of myself, I said, "I can't, Lucian. I can't let you keep using me when you're clearly not ready to love me."
I hoped against hope, waited for him to say he was ready. That he would give us a try now that he was no longer with Naomi.
"There's that word again... using," he said. "When we kiss... when I touch you, we both enjoy it so why do you feel like you're being used?"
"Because that's clearly what's going on here. I'm guessing it's also what you've been doing with Naomi."
Lucian exhaled. He sat up carefully. "What has Naomi got to do with this? Willa... you're making this thing way more complicated than it needs to be. A relationship between us won't work for obvious reasons. Trust me on that score. But there's no denying we've got chemistry. Why don't we just enjoy that and say to hell with the rest of it?"
I laughed so I wouldn't cry. The tears felt so close to the surface. Here I was getting my heart broken again for the third time in two days.
"Yeah. I bet you'll love that," I said dryly.
He ignored that. "For other girls, sex is usually enough. No strings attached. I want you around, Willa. I'm attracted to you. I know we'll be wonderful in bed. I promise I'm be a good lover- Hey! Where are you going? Come back!"
I scrambled to my feet, snatched up my sneakers when I found I couldn't put on the damn thing.
I didn't know why I even bothered with Lucian, I thought as I stormed out of his tent. He was just a flirt, incapable of loving anyone while I was an idiot with a head too full of romance and happy endings.
"Willa!" I heard him call after me.
I kept walking, not paying attention to where I was going. Anywhere away from Lucian was good enough for me.
"Willa!"
His voice sounded closer now. I lengthened my stride but even wounded Lucian was faster. He stopped me with a hand curled around my arm.
"What?" I shouted.
"I should be asking you the same thing!" he shouted back. "What do want, Willa? What do you want from me? I'm offering you all I've got."
"It's not enough! I want someone to love and care and treat me with respect. Is that too much to ask? I don't want someone who is only after just my body as you clearly are."
"So you don't want just the sex," he said quietly.
"Yes..."
"And yet we've made out more than a couple of times while you clearly have a boyfriend. Aren't you being a little a hypocritical here?"
I shook my head, called myself a fool for even baring my heart out to him. Lucian didn't get it and I realized then that he would never get it. A person like Lucian Drayton never changed.
"Kissing you was a mistake," I told him. "One which I will never repeat."
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