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Castle stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. It was dark inside the room, so it was hard to see the expressions on his face.
“Do you need something?” I switched on the beside side lamp.
He approached the bed, and I was more aware of his handsome face now that he was so close. Those whiskey-brown eyes looked darker in the dim light. His chest was bare, and he was only wearing a pair of sweatpants. He looked even more intimidating in my small room, and his lack of clothing was giving me all the wrong ideas.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out something. “It’s…it’s for you.”
“For me?” I smiled.
I’d gotten used to him slipping small things like origami planes in places I would notice.
He placed it into my palm and gasped when I noticed it was the locket from my aunt that Devin had taken from me.
“This means so much to me, Castle. Thank you.”
He nodded, “I…I can’t sleep.”
“Me either,” I admitted.
“Can I sleep here with you?” he asked me, sitting down on the bed and placing his head on my lap.
I couldn’t say no, not when he was looking at me like that. If Castle asked me if I could jump off the cliff, I would probably agree to it too.
“I like…I like being close to you, Millie.”
I ran my fingers through his soft hair and it felt soothing and so nice.
I was going to say ‘me too’ when he asked, “Can I kiss you again?”
My breath hitched in my throat.
“We shouldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“We just can’t, okay?!” I snapped at him.
He jerked away from my lap and looked shaken—like I’d slapped him.
“I’m an employee here.” I clarified. “We can’t kiss.”
A while later, he asked, “What about my cheek?”
I smiled. “I guess I could make an exception.”
I leaned in and just when my lips were about to touch his cheek; he turned a little, and I was met with his lips instead. Once our lips brushed together, I couldn’t seem to stop. When I parted my mouth, his tantalizing tongue brushed against my mouth, seeking entrance. When I finally opened for him, he took advantage of that and deepened the kiss.
I wondered if he could even taste my fears and my pain.
It was like he was taking it all away from me.
I ended up on the bed and Castle on top of me. He didn’t understand the weight he was putting on me because he was too invested in devouring me. His hands moved at the side of my body fervently, and his hand landed on my right breast. Ifelt kind of electrocuted as he squeezed with his large palm and continued to assault my mouth with his. He was turned on, his erection pressed against my pelvic bone, and I could feel the need building inside of me. I needed his hands all over me.
He reached towards the hem of my gown, his fingers tracing my thighs, and I knew what he was going to do, and as much as I loved what he was doing, I needed him to stop. I couldn’t let desire take over.
“Castle, no,” I whispered.
His hands stopped moving, and he pulled his body away from mine. The sight was glorious, to say the least, and some women might have killed to be in my place.