Perfectly Star Crossed Read Online Free PDF Page B

to you that not all people are bad. Not everyone is out for their own and not everyone is going to hurt you," I sighed. Why was he so kind? I hated how much sincerity was in his eyes.
     
    "I'm not worried about getting hurt Isaiah. I'm a big girl, I can handle it," he pulled me close and brought a cold hand to my cheek.
     
    "You say that, but I don't believe it for a minute. But I'll show you, I'm the one person you'll never have to worry will hurt you," at this he kissed me. It started out gentle like the night at the club, but as it continued it got urgent. He crushed me to him, his tongue begged entrance that I granted and the hand that was free from my camera went to his hair, pushing his face harder to mine. In that moment, I forgot about the hate and that I shouldn't be enjoying his mouth on mine so much. I forgot the mission and Derek, I forgot that I was supposed to be building a relationship with him, I forgot about everything except for his lips on mine and his hands on my back, his arms like burning cords around my body. I didn't want to wait to have him completely mine. I forced myself to pull away.
     
    "You know, a fantasy of mine is to have sex in the woods," he sighed.
     
    "I don't want things to move too fast, Delilah," I could see the battle in him between wanting to take me there and wanting to wait. I growled.
     
    "My body has been so frustrated ever since I saw you! I don't like it, it's never happened to me before!" His eyebrows raised, before he got a mischievous look in his eyes.
     
    "I don't have to have sex with you to satisfy the frustration," my body unwillingly got excited. "I also don't want you to get sick, and though I will warm you up, it's pretty cold out here, so we'll have to wait," I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing to calm my body down.
     
    "Well, sunset is almost here, we can watch it and go back to my place," he smiled.
     
    "That sounds great, I wouldn't want you to miss photo opportunities," so he took my hand and we walked back to the platform.
     
    The sunset was gorgeous and what made it better is that Isaiah never stopped touching me. He was a gentleman about the places he touched, but he still touched and it worked wonders on my body. The only thing that distracted me from him is when the sun hit the edge of the horizon and the world was suddenly vibrant pinks and purples, oranges and yellows and so, so beautiful. I got a few pictures before I was turned to Isaiah and he was kissing me in a toe curling way. I raised my arm and took a picture of us without breaking the kiss, that would be a great one.
     
    "Are you ready to go?" He asked huskily.
     
    "Past ready," I was breathless as we walked down the stairs and drove fifteen miles over the speed limit to my house.
     
    When we got inside his lips immediately found mine. I set my camera on the counter and wrapped my arms around his neck. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
     
    "Which way is your bedroom?" He asked between kisses.
     
    "Up the stairs, last door at the end of the hall," I said it quickly before attaching my lips to his neck. He tripped once as I worked my magic on him. I worked on his buttons as he found my room. He laid me down as I undid the last one and slipped his shirt off. I was frustrated to see he had a wife beater on underneath and I quickly got rid of that. I took a moment to look at his torso. It was smooth and toned with some sort of tribal tattoos along it. My hands followed my eyes and I felt him shiver and suddenly his lips were on mine again. He took my hair down and grabbed a fist full of it, pushing my face to his. It wasn't enough. He unbuttoned my shirt swiftly and threw it next to his. I started to undo his pants and he pushed my hands away.
     
    "No. No sex, this is about you, I don't want anything in return or I won't be able to resist," I nodded. His hands roamed my torso like mine had done to his earlier. He undid my jeans and slipped them off. He looked