Her brows raise and her head turns to look at the pillows, and her fingers flutter nervously on my cheeks, making me aware of how strung tight she is. Perhaps tighter than me, and yet here I am, selfishly asking her to give me this.
What I don't deserve.
Panicking, I turn my face to face her again, but she’s still looking contemplatively at the bed. "I won't-" I say hastily as my fingers tighten on her wrist, not wanting her to misunderstand. "I won't do anything you don't want. I won't touch you unless you want me to."
I cut my words off with an embarrassed groan and look away, wishing I could just accept her subsequent rejection like a man. Hating I feel like I have to beg for a scrap of affection. Affection I shouldn't even dare be asking her for. Making her feel like she has to…
What the hell is wrong with me?
Her head turns slowly, and I can see the wheels turning behind her eyes as she slowly brings them to mine. "Yes. I will, Caleb."
A spark of joy flickers to life in my chest, and, not able to help myself, I smile.
It's small, but it's there, and it'sreal.
I turn, pulling the covers back and helping her under the sheets. "Are you comfortable?" I ask, smoothing my hand down her luscious hair. I rub my fingers together a little as the strands smooth through, not quite able to believe we're doing this.
"Yes," she whispers, looking up at me through her lashes as I bend to give her a kiss on her cheek.
"Your skin is so soft," I say, nuzzling her.
Does she know what she's doing to me? How deep she's imprinting herself on my soul?
I can't imagine a life without her.
Everything in me wants to kiss her, but I don't dare. Merely lingering longer than proper against the soft skin of her cheek. Right as I go to pull away, she turns her head, and brushes my lips lightly with hers. I suck in a sharp breath of my own, and I freeze. Not believing.
But it's real.
She presses her lips harder to mine on a whimper and caresses her tongue heavily across my bottom lip, making me groan. My cock stirs, and I slide my hand up through her hair to cup the back of her head as I work to lay next to her.
We kiss and kiss for who knows how long, straining, sighing and moaning into each other's mouths. The need is there, but neither one of us makes the first move to touch elsewhere, merely content to lean into our newfound intimacy. After who knows how long, we fall asleep like that. My arms wrapped around her, and we share the same pillow. Not saying another word.
We don't have to.
19
It's Something
Tamryn
Feelinghot,Iflinchawake, and look down in shock.
My Savior is sound asleep with mynipple in his mouth.
My brows raise and my eyes slide to his obviously sleeping, yet still handsome face.How did I get in here?
I gasp as his hands grip me harder when he stirs and then groans, sucking me gently for a few seconds before going back to sleep. I wait for the fear to come, but it doesn't. Even in his sleep he's so gentle. It's strange, because he's so big and broad. The niggling common sense I'm growing to trust tells me that though he's harsh at times, deep down inside he's just a softy like me.
We're kindred spirits, he and I.
His arms are shoved under my tank top, one splayed at my shoulder blade and the other cups my ass, holding me pressed against him. His body is so warm against mine. The neckline of my tank is pulled down enough for my right breast to be completely pulled out, and he groans again. His teeth scrape lightly against my sensitive flesh, making me whimper as he sucks a little harder this time. My pussy clenches wantonly, and my eyes widen when I realize I'm painfully aroused.
He's probably been sucking me for a while because I'mreallytender.
I'm also very wet between my legs. I'd never thought I'd feel desire again, yet, here I am.
My face heats. The next groan has him shifting again, and right when I fear he's going to wake up, what he does next has my eyes flying wide, "Camilla," he sighs, letting his hard latch on my nipple go and then rolls onto his back, falling back asleep.