When her tongue brushed mine a second later, a rush of heat shot through me, sharp and immediate.
“This feels so good,” I said, drawing in an erratic breath.“You taste so good, Nora.”
“So do you,” she said, her breath catching in a way that told me she was feeling the same intense feelings I was.
Needing more, I tightened my arm around her waist.
When she reacted by arching into me, her legs tangling with mine beneath the sheets, every coherent thought in my head vanished. Every nerve in my body lit up, like all the restraint I’d been clinging to for weeks had finally snapped.
Like every instinct in me had suddenly decided this was exactly where I was supposed to be.
And even though this feeling was new—this kind of overwhelming desire for someone—it suddenly wasn’t enough.
I needed more.
I shifted over her, rolling her gently onto her back as our mouths found each other again.
“Nora…” I breathed against her lips.
“Theo,” she answered with a soft moan, the sound making my chest constrict.
When I began pressing slower kisses along her jaw, then down the curve of her neck, she tilted her head back, giving me more room, her fingers in my hair as I trailed my mouth lower.
This feels unreal, I thought, my control slipping fast.
And all the soft little moaning sounds she kept making only made it worse.
My hand slid along her side as I kissed the warm skin of her shoulder, the thin strap of her cami slipping slightly beneath my fingers.
It would be so easy to slip it the rest of the way down. Just one small movement and…
My thumb brushed slowly along her collarbone as I hesitated, caught in a quiet battle with myself over just how far I should let this go.
Her fingers slid into my hair then, gently pulling my face back up toward hers.
“Theo…” she murmured, her voice soft and breathless.“Don’t stop.”
Our mouths found each other again instantly, the kiss deeper now, hungrier than before.
And just as the moment threatened to tip completely out of control?—
The bathroom light flicked on, sudden brightness cutting across the room.
And that was when I saw Alisha.
Standing there in the doorway, wearing her fluffy white robe, our baby girl nestled against her chest.
“What’s going on here?” she asked, her horrified eyes moving between Nora and me.
And the hurt in her voice sliced straight through me.
My stomach dropped.“Alisha?—”
My chest jerked with a sharp inhale as my eyes snapped open.
The room was dark again.
Silent.