Free He's Captured My Soul (Captured Series Book 3) by Karen Frances Page B

between here and the States. But we will cross that bridge when and if it comes to it.”
    “Alright. If that’s what it takes, that’s fine with me.” He moves me in his arms, holding me at arm’s length,
    “Do you mean that?”
    “Of course. My life is wherever you are. Yes I want that to be here, but if it means we need to spend some time in New York, then I’m fine with that too.”
    “Libby, you always manage to surprise me. But what about the hotel?”
    “As you have just said, we will cross that bridge when and if it comes.”
    “Right Miss, into bed.”
    His words have the same effect on me, as they always do. I’m hungry for him. It’s more than just sex. Way more. Although, it does play a huge part in our lives. I need him. Without him in my life, well just doesn’t bear thinking about. He’s my drug, my addiction.
    Everything about Alex, has a way of affecting me; setting off a chain reaction. His dark brown eyes draw me in, capturing me. They’re mesmerising. The softness of his hair, as my fingers run through it. How sexy he looks, in either his suits or jeans and t-shirt, takes my breath away. The sound of his voice, it caresses me. When we make love, because that’s what it is, I don’t think it’s ever just been sex with us. He worships me, that’s the only way I can describe it. My needs are always put before his.
    I climb into the bed, turning so that I face him when he lies down. He takes his time climbing into bed. I know he thinks there’s more to this than me being tired, I get the feeling he’s desperately holding back on me. Well if that’s what he’s doing it’s up to me to make the first move.
    I ease myself closer to him. Closing the distance between us, I cup his cheeks with my hands. I start off slow, capturing his mouth with mine. Teasing. It takes him a few seconds to respond. But when he does, it’s not a slow, dreamy kiss that I started off with. No this is one of desire, hunger. A kiss that sends my pulse racing and a rush of heat all through my veins. His arms hold onto me tightly, not wanting to let me go, as his tongue slides in. Exploring and taking what he wants. Nothing in this moment is gentle, but it’s still love.
    This is what I need. What we both need.
    His stubbled jaw is rough, against my face, but I don’t care. I pull him against me tighter, feeling his erection, hard against me. Our kiss is hard and furious and just what we both want. I rub myself against him. He groans against my mouth before pulling back and breaking our kiss.
    “Libby, this isn’t what I had in mind for tonight.”
    “What did you have in mind, then?” I rub against him again.
    “Ah, Libby stop.” He sighs heavily against my neck. “I wanted it to be loving and tender, not fast and furious. You deserve so much more than that.”
    “Now, who is overthinking things?” He pulls back further, so he can see clearly. Watching and waiting. “Alex, I want this. Please don’t overthink and don’t make me beg. But I will do what it takes. I want you.” I whisper the last words.
    “I want you too. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” His fingers trace my ring finger, pausing on the stunning diamond that now graces my finger. “I love you, the soon-to-be Mrs. Mathews, with all my heart.”
    “And I you. And I look forward to becoming Mrs. Mathews.” I lean toward him and place a soft lingering kiss on his lips. I’m rewarded with his beautiful smile. We both stare for a few minutes, drawing the other in. “Now, I think I know what we both need, Mr. Mathews.”
    I push him until he is on his back and straddle him. “Now, this is interesting. What exactly are you going to do in this position?”
    “Just wait and see.” I lower my face to his, and kiss him greedily. Always looking for more. The fire flares through my body. His hands settle on my hips tightly, but not for long. I push them away, back toward the bed, pinning them in place.
    Pulling away, I see the