Trace of Innocence (No Control Book 3)

Chapter 58

(No Control - 58. C'mon C'mon)

She slips her tongue in my mouth and my arm involuntarily tightens around her waist. She moans softly, and my dick begins to harden at the sound. Christ, I want to strip her clothes off right here, wrap her legs around my waist and make up for the last few weeks we've been apart. I want her to moan so loud the neighbours call the police.

Damn, I need to put a stop to this before I get carried away. Her dad is in the next room.

It's with reluctance that I pull away from her lips and remove her arms from around my neck.

"We need to cool it down, I promised your brother," I explain as she gives me a questioning look.

"Oh come on!" she protests. "I'm putting my heart and soul into this kiss and you're thinking about my brother?!"

She looks so put out I can't help chuckling.

"Not like that," I emphasise. "But your parents are in the next room and I don't want them to walk in and think I'm taking advantage of you."

She huffs dramatically and lets her arms flop to her sides.

"I don't know how you can just flick a switch and turn it off like that."

I dip my head to the right slightly and eye her with exasperation.

"Are you kidding me?" I sigh.

I reach forward and pull her hand onto my crotch where my boner is straining behind my zip. She palms me softly and gently squeezes me. I close my eyes.

"That's what you do to me," I whisper, and then force my eyes open and brush her hand away before I embarrass myself.

It's been a while - it wouldn't take much, believe me.

Instead I grab her playfully around her waist and thrust my hips forward against her.

"But until we've got some privacy I'm on best behaviour," I grin. "Sorry."

She groans in frustration and lets her head drop forward onto my chest.

"Can we go to a hotel then?"

"And how's that going to look to your dad and your brother?" I remind her.

"Like I can't keep my hands off you," she mumbles, without lifting her head from my chest.

"Exactly," I reply, and I drop a light kiss on the top of her head, breathing in the tropical smell I've missed so much. "We've been apart for weeks. Another 24 hours won't make any difference."

"Ugh," she mutters. "I don't like sensible Harry. He's no fun. I want playful Harry back."

Playful Harry would gladly drop to his knees and put his tongue to good use right now, but before I can tease her with this thought the conservatory door opens and her mum appears.

"Do you want a cup of tea, you two?" she asks.

"That would be lovely, thank you," I reply.

"Come and join us in the lounge?" Martha offers, throwing me a beaming smile.

"Yeah, in a sec," Jess says, and turns back to me as her mum disappears again.

"Your family are very welcoming," I smile. It's a relief to be honest - they could have made things awkward for me if they didn't approve of us.

"Wait til Maddie wants a selfie," Jess jokes. "You might change your mind."

"I don't think I will," I say, with a slight shake of my head. "Come on. I need to make a good impression."