Chapter 27
Wes pressed his advantage, shifting his closer and taking hold of my upper arms. He stared at me, waiting, but when it became clear to him I wasn’t going to say another word, he grinned. One of his hands smoothed up my shoulder until he cupped my jaw and kept me from looking away. He leaned closer until all I could see was his eyes.
“What does your body say?” he whispered, his lips a scant inch from mine.
He’d been open and honest with me when we talked. He’d made no secret that he wanted me for more than just a quickie or a one-off. I was getting to know him a little better with every passing moment. I knew I could trust him. I just had to decide if I would take that leap.
“Julian,” he murmured with a voice like sandpaper, “what does your body say?”
I told him the truth. “Fuck me.”