Free SAFEHOUSE (A BWWM BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE) by Mia Caldwell Page A

me
wanted to bolt, to give myself time to properly go over what had happened back
in town. The other half was curious. Oh so curious.

 
    I unbuckled my seatbelt, calmly picking up my handbag before turning
towards Julien, facing him right on. I could see it in his eyes... He really
did care about me, and I knew for a fact that I cared about him, too. So there
we were, two people who cared about each other, just sitting there looking at
one another.

 
    This needs something more, I thought. Let’s change it up a bit.

 
    I leaned forward, happy to see Julien meeting me halfway as our lips
gently pressed together. I had to force my eyes shut—all I wanted to do was
look at him. His hand cupped the back of my head, pulling me even closer to
him. I opened my mouth slightly, and felt his tongue graze against mine,
waiting for permission. I deepened the kiss, pulling my arms around his neck,
wanting to get closer to him, and wishing the damned gear-shift wasn’t holding
me back.

 
    Even though I wasn’t able to fully process it yet, my mind was
catching up second by second. I was really kissing Julien. This was really
happening.

 
    What had started out as a slow and tender kiss, was starting to pick
up more heat. I pressed myself up against him even tighter, knowing there would
be no complete satisfaction until nothing was between us. He pulled back in
surprise, his eyes darting between mine, trying to figure me out.

 
    Oh no you don’t , I thought,
leaning over further until I was practically in his lap, kissing him again. I
always wondered why people made out cars, they were so cramped and there is
nowhere to put anything. Never had that imagery in my head been clearer than
now.

 
    He ran his hands up the sides my arms, sending goosebumps all down
them, among other places. When I ran my hand through the thickness of his hair
he hummed, dragging his hands down to firmly settle on my full hips. His hands
bunched the fabric so that my sundress was slowly riding up my thighs.

 
    Everything was happening so fast, and it was taking my mind a few
seconds to catch up with my body. I knew where this was going to lead, I wasn't
that much of a dummy. But I had only done this once before, and I was afraid
that I wasn't very good at it. And I damn sure wasn't going to do anything more
in the small car.

 
    "Maybe we should head inside?" I asked, pulling away to
clear my throat and get some air. I had to drag my eyes away from Julien's lips
— they were pink and swollen from me kissing them. I just did that to him. I smiled and reached up to touch my own,
grinning even wider when I felt them.

Julien was in a daze, and when he snapped to he shook his head trying to clear
out whatever was going on in it. "Perhaps you're right."

It took a moment for either one of us to finally move, but when we did we moved
fast. I was practically sprinting up the front steps, my heart beating fast in
my chest. Julien grabbed my hand on the way into the foyer, pushing me up
against the nearest wall and cupping my face in both his hands. I looked into
his soulful brown eyes, wishing that the moment would never end.

"Maybe a little further inside?" I breathed.

Julien chuckled to himself. "Like my room, perhaps?"

"That will do," I said, smiling up at him.

The look on his face… I could see the want he had for me, something I had never
really seen in man's eyes like that before. All I could think about was how
much I wanted him.

He pulled away and grabbed my hand again, leading me up the first flight of
steps to the second level where his bedroom was. The wind was catching up my
hair as we walked faster and faster, both chuckling at our silly selves. Just
the fact that I could laugh with him like this was so enthralling to me. I had
never had a relationship with someone like this, where I half wanted to yank
their clothes off and half wanted to have a late night conversation with them.

When we got to his door, he quickly fumbled