Page 120 of Truth Or Dare
Her lips leave mine when she starts kissing my jaw, dragging it down my stomach. She presses her lips against the lower part of my stomach, and my cock twitches, knowing it’s going to have Gabi’s soft, warm mouth around it soon.
But before she can do just that, my phone rings.
I groan in frustration, squeezing my eyes closed. “Just keep going,” I plead, wanting her mouth more than anything in the fucking world.
“Are you sure?” she asks, glancing up at me. My head goes dizzy at the sight of Gabi kneeled between my legs, and her mouth an inch away from my cock.
“Yes.” I swallow, hard. “I literally couldn’t give a fuck about anything else right now.”
Gabi chuckles, and when the phonefinallystops ringing, she flips her hair over one shoulder, gripping my cock in her hand.
“Mmffuck yes,” I grunt, thrusting into her fist.
“You’re so needy this morning,” Gabi muses, dragging her soft, wet tongue over the length of my cock.
A moan builds in my throat. “I’m always needy when it comes to you.”
She glances up at me with a smile on her face, but it fades when my phone rings again.
“God damn it,” I groan, irritated. I run a hand down my face as the loud ringing fills the room. With a sigh, I reach for the nightstand and grab my phone, wondering who’s calling. My expression falls when I see the name on the screen.
Gabi climbs up my body, resting her arms on my chest and propping her head on them. “Who is it?” she asks.
I swallow hard, glancing at Gabi as the phone keeps ringing. With a heavy sigh, I turn my phone to show her the screen. Her eyebrows furrow in concern, but then her eyes widen when she reads ‘South Carolina County Jail’.
“Your dad?” she guesses.
I nod, running a hand down my face. The air between us turns cold, and every good, happy feeling I had evaporates into thin air.
“How long has it been since you talked to him?” Gabi asks.
I shake my head, staring at the screen again. “Not since the day I left.”
She nods, her lips pursed. “Is there a part of you that wants to go see him?” she asks. “I could go with you and—”
“Fuck no,” I cut in sharply, shivering at the mere thought. I cup her face in my hands, letting out a heavy sigh. “I tried so hard to shield that part of my life from you, Gabi.” Her brow furrows, but I continue. “Remember when you asked why we never went to my house?” I remind her. “It’s because I didn’t want you anywhere near him. I didn’t want him to see how much you meant to me, how much I loved you.” I shake my head in frustration. “And I’m definitely not bringing you around him now. I don’t...I don’t want you to see the person I becomewhen he’s near,” I admit, my voice catching. “Weak and fucking broken.”
Gabi lifts herself up, cradling my face in her hands. “You are not weak or broken, Chris,” she says firmly with a frown. “I hate that he made you feel that way when to me, you were the beacon of light I was always searching for.” Her words bring tears to my eyes. “You were the one person I could always count on.”
I manage a small, sad smile because...fuck. That’s all I ever wanted to be for her. “You were the only thing that made me want to get up in the mornings,” I admit, my throat tightening as my nose starts to tingle. “You were the reason I survived in that house for as long as I did.”
Her eyes begin to well up, and she shakes her head. “I just wish you told me,” she says, her voice cracking. “I wish you didn’t have to go through it alone.”
“I know,” I sigh, brushing my thumb over her soft cheek. “But I didn’t want you to see me differently,” I tell her. “I didn’t want your pity or sympathy, especially when you had your own issues with your dad.” Her eyes soften. “I just wanted to be a safe place for you, Gabi.”
I glance down at her arm, running my thumb over the old, faded white scars on her wrist. My throat tightens, and I try to swallow past the lump forming there. I vividly remember the day they were bright red, blood dripping all over the floor. It’s a memory that will forever haunt me.
“And I failed at that,” I whisper, tracing her scars with my fingers.
She takes my hand, wrapping it around her wrist, and I lift my head, meeting her eyes, as she shakes her head. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for that. You didn’t fail me. You saved me,” she says, her voice breaking into a sob. “I was a mess, my head was a mess, and I felt like I was drowning.” She pauses, shaking her head again. “But you...You were my lifeboat. You were thereason I made it through. You were the reason I wanted to keep going.”
“Gabi...”
“You didn’t fail me, Chris,” she repeats, kissing my lips. “You’ve never failed me.”
I breathe out a sigh against her lips and return her kiss, pulling her closer by wrapping my arms around her waist. I always want her near me, close to me. Fucking attached to me.
Pulling back slightly, I brush her brown hair behind her ear. “I love you.”
