Fighting to Survive (Guarded Hearts Book 3) by Alexis Noelle Read Free Book Online Page A

Nicole. The entire time she has the biggest smile on her face.
    Shawn and I are the only ones left. “If you want to come back to my place and escape the show that they are going to put on, you can.”
    “That sounds good.”
    We walk out to his car, and the entire time all I can think about is what’s going to happen when we get to his apartment. I know I’m probably putting too much thought into this, but I really don’t want him to think I’m easy.
    When we get to the apartment, I walk right into his room. I lie down on the bed, not realizing how tired I am until now. Shawn laughs when he walks in and sees me. “Finally crashing?”
    “Yeah, I just realized though I forgot to grab a change of clothes before we left.”
    He walks over to his dresser, puts down a glass of ice water he grabbed when we came in, opens some drawers, and then turns back toward me with clothes in his hand. “They will probably be huge on you but, if you want to you can wear them.”
    He hands me a shirt and a pair of pajama pants. “Thanks.” I go into the bathroom and put the clothes down on the sink. I reach around my back, trying to unzip my dress, but I can’t get it. It’s so tight there’s no way for me to get it off without unzipping it.
    I walk back into Shawn’s room and he’s standing there with no shirt on. “Hey, I thought you wanted to change.”
    It takes me a second to remember how to speak. I’m drawn to him like a magnet and my willpower is barely there anymore. “I, um…I couldn’t get my zipper. Could you help me?”
    “Sure, come here.” I walk over and stand in front of him. When I look into his eyes I see passion and fire. I want him and I can tell he feels the same. I place my hands on his chest. His skin is so warm, and I love the feel of his muscles moving as I skim across his chest. I move my hands up and lace them through his hair, making eye contact with him once again. I can see the question in his eyes and I’m ready to answer it. I pull his head down and our lips connect.
    It’s like a firecracker exploded and we become so frenzied with need for each other. He runs his hands all over my body, tracing every curve, and giving me goose bumps. He pulls back, “Are you sure about this? Because if you aren’t, we need to stop now.”
    “I want you . I’ve been fighting my desire because of some notion concerning the amount of time to wait, but now I realize it’s how we feel not how long we’ve felt it. ” I slam my mouth back against his, causing him to let out a sound that can best be described as a growl.
    He pulls his mouth away from mine and turns me around so my back is now to him. His hands move around to my hips and he pulls me against him. I can feel him through the thin fabric of my dress, and the anticipation of what is about to happen makes me squirm. He sweeps my hair completely to one side, then lowers his mouth to my shoulder. Kissing and nipping along the way, he finally reaches my back.
    His hands slowly make their way up my side and over to my zipper, pulling it down so slowly it’s like pure torture. Moving away from me for a minute, he’s back before I can turn around to see what he’s done. He places his lips just below my hairline, but this time when he kisses me there is an overwhelming cold sensation. I look back over at the dresser and realize he must have put an ice cube in his mouth.
    He slowly kisses me all over my back and neck, every once in a while opening his mouth and dragging the ice across my skin. His hands find the sides of my dress, gently pushing it down until it falls around my feet. It isn’t the type of dress I could wear a bra with, so I’m now standing in only my lace boy shorts. He turns me back around to face him, smiling at the expression of lust I must have on my face.
    He moves his hands down to my thighs, lifting me up, and I instinctively wrap my legs around him. Walking forward until his legs meet the end of the bed, he slowly lowers me