Love Undefeated (Unexpected #5) Read Online Free PDF

an intake of air as he continued, “A part of me wanted to tell myself that it was true…but when you said you didn’t know when you stopped loving me, I knew you were lying because if you loved me that much, you’d remember exactly when you stopped.”
    “I’m sorry…” his hands massaged my back as he uttered his apology, I’ve heard them one too many times, but this time it sounded different to my ears, as if my heart was actually hearing his plea. “I’m so sorry I did what I did. I’m sorry for hurting you. For allowing myself to become the person you hated. For not being there for you when you needed me the most. I’m so sorry, Nales.”
    My face left his shoulder and I forced myself to look up at him.
    He looked the same yet I knew in my heart, he was different. Maybe it was time for me to bridge the gap and for once, open my heart up to the possibilities…of something…with him…again. Letting my hands drift under his suit, I slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt, needing to feel his naked skin against my own.
    His hands fell to his sides, he was giving me control of how far I wanted to go with this. Him beneath me, me straddling him, was one of my favorite positions. It was one of his, too. Xavier’s affinity to my breasts should be a legend. All I had to do was send him a picture of my cleavage and he’d come on the spot. This position allowed me to offer him the goods while I rocked my hips to my own beat.
    With his help, I was able to remove his suit jacket and shirt, and just when I was about to kiss him on his full mouth, my eyes caught some lettering on the top left side of his chest.
    Caught between the rush of passion and curiosity, I asked, “What’s this?”
    It was a small tattoo, a picture of a tiny cat with angel wings. The wings of the angel had the initials “N” and “S” inscribed in Korean letterings. I knew because I could read Korean.
    First of all, Xavier hated cats, especially a fictional cat. When we moved in together, we made a compromise that I would keep all my Hello Kitty paraphernalia in one room. The only Hello Kitty items allowed in our room was anything related to underwear and even the two pillows I’d managed to sneak in our bedroom, he’d asked for two months’ worth of sex. Yet here he was, his skin tattooed with the two-legged creature with six prominent whiskers that looked so closely like my obsession.
    “It’s my favorite cat.” The humurous twinkle in his smoldering green eyes was back, this was the playful side of him, and while the ink looked out-of-place on his muscular chest, it was so endearing at the same time.
    I giggled at his words. “Your favorite cat? You don’t even like cats.”
    “A-huh. You know what?” The husky edge to his voice was unmistakable, he was way past the point of being turned on. “We can talk about it later.”
    I licked my lips, tasting the salty tears I’d shed earlier. “Later?”
    With a slight shake of his head, he husked, “Nales, I’m not going to last this time around. It will be quick and hard. But I promise you I’ll make it up to you.” He lost the modulated control in his demeanor, so I decided to tease him just a little more. Months of no sex could do that to a girl. Make her a conniving, teasing bitch, especially to the man who held the flood gates to her pleasure.
    I climbed off his lap, and since I was wearing a one-shoulder jersey sheath dress, the only way to remove it was to lift it up from its edges and shimmy out of it.
    With my dress out of the way, I was clad in my nude bra and beige stretch lace panties, which I was pretty sure were more than soaked.
    Xavier hadn’t moved from his spot. It was as if he was in a trance, his jaw slightly trembled and the fire in his eyes could incinerate me on the spot. I stepped out of my panties and the bulge in his pants grew larger in size. Without further ado, I unbuckled his pants, let his cock strain free out of the front of his boxer briefs, and