REBORN (Metamorphosis Book 1) by Marissa Williams Read Free Book Online Page A

it."
    I went to the kitchen to serve the drinks, scotch for him and a Baileys for me.  He seemed serious and quite annoyed, not the mood I was hoping for.
    "Ellie, I don’t know where your head is tonight.  I like you because you are real; not an illusion created by the media.  You are the first woman I've wanted with this intensity since I met Megan, and I was a kid then with all the time in the world; I'm not a kid anymore.  I am a man who knows what he wants and usually gets it.  But I am not a patient man, I will not wait around forever."
    I took a sip of my Baileys then said, "I understand your sense of urgency, I feel it too.  I have spent most of my life being something for somebody else.  I was someone's daughter, granddaughter, girlfriend, wife, and mother.  Throughout those years I was addressed by those titles, rarely by my name and my identity was always connected to them.  For once I want to create my own identity and see how it fits."
    "Do you want me?"  Kayden asked.
    "You know I do," I responded honestly, no need to pretend.
    "I am not asking you to marry me, to take my name or identity; that might happen in the future but not now.  I am asking you to trust your instincts and give us a chance to get to know each other."
    "Kayden…"
    "But not tonight, we are both tired and need a clear head."
    Then he came to me and kissed me goodnight.  I stood there in silence watching him walk out the door.  "How stupid can you be?  How many times are you going to let a man go because you don't want to complicate your life?  How many men like Kayden will you meet in a lifetime?"
    I did not have to think about it twice, I ran out the door and saw Kayden before the elevator door closed.  He stopped it, came out and this time it was me who grabbed him by the neck and kissed him as if my life depended on it.  And then he said "tomorrow," one word, so many promises.  I simply nodded and he was gone. 
     
     
     
      
    Chapter Five
     
    I did not sleep that night; a combination of jet lag and my own body's treacherous desire kept me awake.  Around four o'clock I finally drifted into sleep; unfortunately by seven the doorbell was ringing.  "I'm going to kill my kids," this was it, privilege over, no more unrestricted access to my place.  I stumbled to the door and found Kayden standing there.  His hair was wet; he was wearing sweat-pants and a T-shirt, and as usual looked amazing.  I, on the other hand, looked like crap.  I just stood there, with the front door open, wearing only silk black pajama pants and a cream camisole.
    He merely said, "It's tomorrow."  And I knew what he was talking about, knew it in every cell of my body. He took my face in both his strong hands and kissed me passionately then scooped me up in his arms and carried me through the apartment and into my bedroom.  There was no turning around; no more excuses.   
    I felt a little hesitant.  It had been so long since I'd been with a man; over three years, and before that it was so random and unfulfilling that it hardly counted.  As I stood before the bed, Kayden stood behind me.  Breathing hard on my skin, he asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"  I hesitated for a minute, and then responded, "Yes, I want this more than anything."
    "I'm glad." His voice was low, and so seductive.
    Kayden kissed my shoulders and my body trembled.  He pushed one strap of my camisole off my shoulders and caressed the area with his tongue.  I gasped…He lifted my arms and pulled the camisole off me oh so slowly; I was naked under my nightclothes. I couldn't move; my head simply fell back to rest on his chest.  His arms surrounded my waist; he trailed soft kisses along my neck, my shoulders, my arms.  Suddenly his hands were on my breasts, caressing them, squeezing, his touch becoming increasingly more desperate, more urgent.  My nipples hardened under his touch.  His hands moved from my breasts to my stomach, caressing my belly, moving