𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬.

Chapter twenty.

Tessa

Nodding, I replied, "Yeah. A date."

He pinched his brows together, and I almost wanted to laugh.

"Um, pumpkin, I was kind of thinking of something else."

I lifted my brow. "Such as?"

"Well, not to sound like a total dick, because honestly all of that was emotional as fuck, but when I said I wanted to sink my dick into you, I wasn't lying."

Lord. Help. Me.

"Um," I whispered as I chewed on my lip. "I just... I'm not... What if..."

He pulled me closer. The heat from our bodies made me dizzy. We can't do this. It would be better to go slow.

I inhaled deeply. His musky scent filled my senses and shot right between my legs. Who was I kidding? I wanted him too. More than anything. The way he was looking at me and the slight alcohol buzz I still had going on was starting to lean me towards his idea.

"Please let me hold you, Tess. I want to feel your body against mine. That's it, I swear."

That one sweet gesture was the only thing I needed to push me over the edge. I started to stand, and Hardin followed my lead. With shaking hands, I reached for his shirt and slowly pulled it over his head. When I had a hard time getting it off, we both laughed. Hardin reached for it and gave it a pull before tossing it to the ground.

My eyes lingered on his perfect body. His broad chest had gotten bigger. The boy I fell in love with was now a man. His six pack abs made my fingers itch to touch them...so I did.

When my fingers moved lazily over his beautiful tattoo trailing down to his waistband, Hardin drew in a sharp breath. Chewing on my lip, I couldn't help smiling knowing that I'd made him shudder like that. Lifting my eyes, I noticed his were shut. As if he was trying to take in this moment and remember it forever. His breathing had sped and a slight moan slipped from his soft plump lips.

When I'd had enough of abs and chest, I moved my hands to his pants. It felt like the first time all over again as I held my breath and unbuckled his belt, then his jeans. I smiled when I noticed he had no underwear. Peeking up, I found him watching me, his eyes full of lust and desire.

"No underwear, huh?" I asked with a giggle. He shook his head and kicked off his boots.

My nerves were starting to build as Hardin reached behind my back and unzipped my dress. It fell to the floor into a puddle at my feet. His eyes roamed my body with greed. Licking his lips, a low growl came from the back of his throat.

"Fucking hell," he said. "You are perfection."

I stood before him in nothing but pale yellow lace boy shorts and a matching push up bra. I started to question if we should remove all of our clothes. Maybe we were moving too fast. Could we both resist the urge to be together?

Hardin must have seen my internal struggle. He cupped my face and gently brushed his lips over mine. I longed for his kiss. More than I ever imagined.

"As much as I want you right now, we can wait, Tessa. We can take things slow."

My stomach twisted with a flurry of flutters. He had no idea how much it meant for him to say that to me. How much it showed he was putting my feelings above all.

"Will you stay the night with me? Hold me in your arms like you said?"

He smiled, and my knees grew weak. "Yes. Nothing would make me happier than to fall asleep in your arms. But, I want to feel you against me."

Reaching around, he unclasped my bra. I fought a momentary urge to keep myself covered before I let it fall away. Hardin licked his lips, and I felt my already hard nipples grow harder. His hands touched my hips, and I jumped at the spark I felt against my skin. Slowly, he pulled my panties down. A soft groan came from his mouth that instantly had my lower stomach pooling with desire.

He kissed my belly button, and my head dropped back. I could probably come with only his lips touching my body. Not only had I not had sex in forever, I hadn't had a decent orgasm in months. Years!

Hardin moved back up my body, placing soft kisses on my stomach, between my breasts, up my neck and right under my ear. His hand cupped one of my breasts, and I was instantly dizzy with lust.

"So fucking sexy," he whispered against my ear. "I can't wait to taste you again, Tessa. To feel you come against my mouth. My name moaning off your lips."

Jesus.

I grabbed onto his arms, needing something to hold me up.

Opening my mouth, I panted a few breaths before finding my voice. "Maybe slow is overrated."

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I ain't teasing you guys but there's a reason why I'm not writing about them doing the deed already, and sorry for the short chapter but your wait will be worth it as the next chapter will be Hardin's POV on finding his Tessa back, if you know then you know what's coming up and if you don't then you're up for a surprise ;')

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