Nothing to Everything (Roommate for Roommate Book 1)

by Maia Aaron

Some possessive urge inside me is obsessed with the fact that I’m the one doing this to her, that I’m the reason she looks kissed out of her mind and her eyes are hazy and she’s writhing beneath me because she needs me to touch her. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Wendy,” I tell her, because I need her to know. I need her to know that there hasn’t been a single moment, from the minute we met, when I’ve looked at her and didn’t lose my balance at how perfect she is. “Sometimes it’s so hard to look at you because I’m scared if I do for too long, I’ll never stop. Because God knows I never would if I could.” I lean down again, burying my face in her neck and kissing her there, over and over. She smells so damn sweet. It’s taking everything in me not to bite down and leave a mark, right there for everyone to see. But I don’t, because this is only the first time we’ve been like this and I can’t risk scaring her off. I need more times. I need every single time she’ll give me until she can’t give me any more. She lets out a sound, a whimper that I feel directly against my lips and it makes my dick so hard that I’m lightheaded. Before Wendy, I didn’t even know it was possible to be this hard. But I’ve come to find out that not only is it possible, but it can happen so many goddamn times in a day that it hurts. Wendy wraps her legs around my waist, using them to pull me right against her and she gasps when I push up against her core and I swear I’m going to pass out. I can feel th...