Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 108

Finally

Zaid walks in front of me, and I watch as the muscles in his back contract and tense.

He’s the perfect height, the perfect build. My mouth waters as I look at him, and though I am highly aware that I am still in my bra, I reinforce my decision to not be the one that

caves.

He opens the door to his room and looks at me, waiting for me to stop inside. I do, and as soon as he follows, the soft click of the lock echoes in my mind.

I turn to him, tilting my head, stomach coiling. “What do you need?”

He exhales deeply, dragging a hand through his dark hair before leveling me with a look so intense it sends heat rushing through my veins. “I just realized something.”

I nod, licking my lips. “Yeah?”

“I’m the only one that hasn’t been inside you.”

The confession slams into me, knocking the air from my lungs. My body comes alive, my skin tingling in awareness, in want. I feel the pool of wetness between my legs and I know without a doubt that he has me in the palm of his hands.

I would do anything he asked me to.

I swallow, my lips parting slightly as I meet his gaze. “Are you finally going to fuck me,

Zaid?”

He hisses, eyes devouring me in a slow sweep over my body. His lips twitch into a small, knowing smirk. He steps closer, his fingers grazing along my jaw before tracing down the column of my throat, setting me on fire in the process.

He nods. “Finally.”

A shiver rolls through me, anticipation coiling tight in my stomach. I don’t move, don’t breathe, just wait as his fingers slide to my chin, tilting my face up. His gaze flickers to my lips, and he closes the space between us.

The first brush of his lips against mine is soft, testing, like he’s savoring the moment, but

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the second touch? It’s fire. It’s a claiming. His hands settle on my hips, pulling me flush against him, and I melt into him, my fingers twisting into the fabric of his shirt to keep myself upright.

A quiet groan rumbles in his chest as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sweeping against mine in a slow, devastating caress that has my knees threatening to give out.

He catches me, lifting me in his arms before dropping us both onto the bed.

By the time he pulls away, I’m breathless, my lips tingling, my entire body humming with want. He presses his forehead against mine, his breath warm against my skin.

My heart rate spikes, his fingers trailing down my stomach until he reaches the button of my jeans. I close my eyes, moaning. “Please tell me you won’t stop this time.”

He smiles. “I won’t.”

He unzips my pants, pushing them down my hips. I help, sliding them off my legs and he follows with my underwear. His hands explore my skin and he reaches behind my back to

unlatch my bra.

I’m naked, bare, trembling and hot.

Zaid watches me, eyes dark and languid as he takes me in. With his arm around my waist, his lips touch mine, and the world tilts.

Zaid pulls away, hands gripping my waist, fingers caressing the scars from my accident. “I need you to relax, love. Can you do that for me?”

I nod, though I feel like I can’t.

He slowly lowers himself, gripping my thighs to keep my legs parted. I lift myself onto my elbows to watch him, to make sure I know that this is real. His eyes stay on mine,

transfixed on my face even as his breath fans across my pussy.