Page 34 of Honey Sugar
My heart slammed into the roof of my mouth when I felt something stiff and thick digging into my lower back.
Titan’s dick was hard.
He was hard because of me and he wanted me to know. The single thread of sanity my mind was holding on to popped. I pushed against him and his breathing changed from steady to ragged. He stretched his hand across my stomach and I wished he’d move under the shirt. I willed him to a dozen times in under a minute but he didn’t move. He just held me there.
The line between us wasn’t solid anymore. Everything was blurring rapidly. I couldn’t keep up.
I wiggled against his erection again and he slid his hand down to my hip. I paused, wondering if he’d push me away while praying that he didn’t. He didn’t push me away. He dug his fingers into my hipbones urging me not to stop. I rolled my hips and felt his dick throb against me through his basketball shorts. I’d never wanted anything so badly.
My mouth watered from the decadent sin growing between us. It was richer than any chocolate I ever tasted and I’d never even had Titan on my tongue. My waist moved in circles while my ass rubbed against him faster.
“Fuck…baby girl, slow down,” he drawled. I was so hungry though. Not only for his touch and the delicious way he felt against me. I was hungry for the connection he fed me.
I slowed down my movements but my heart continued to flutter in my chest faster than it should have. My thighs buzzed and my panties turned wet. Titan slid his hands along my thighs and I shivered.
“This is so fucked up,” he whispered.
“Is it?” I asked unable to see through the fog in my mind that told me to keep going.
“It is,” he replied quietly.
I didn’t have the energy to probe him anymore. I was spent from dancing on the swiftly deteriorating line between us. “I can’t make myself care anymore though.” He dragged the tip of his finger up to my hip and hooked it under my panties. My skin burned right there.
Please don’t stop, Titan.
“I think I’m broken in more ways than one. I’m supposed to be your superhero but somewhere along the way I turned into the villain, Ivy.”
“You’re still my superhero.”
“Then why do I feel like the big bad wolf, ready to eat you up right now? Superheroes shouldn’t feel like that.” He held me tight and I prayed he didn’t let go. I was an unraveled spool of thread. I had no idea where I started or stopped. I only wanted to feel bound to something.
To anything.
To Titan.
The air settled into still beats between us. I didn’t know if he was awake or not but I didn’t know how he could sleep after the way we were.
I knew he said what we were doing and how we were laying was wrong but I couldn’t make myself mirror his thoughts. Feeling him touch me and hold me was the sweetest type of taboo. It was dangerous. It didn’t come packaged in spikes and nails. It came dressed in honey and sugar.
Titan’s fingers slipped under my shirt just when I thought he was sleeping. My body heated beneath his touch. He drew invisible loops on my warm skin until I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
Sleep took me even though I didn’t want it to.
I wanted to stay awake and soak in the feeling of him behind me with his arms around my body like I was special. I never felt special before. I only felt special with Titan. Maybe that was the best way to fall asleep though. With thoughts sweet as syrup running through a mind twisted as a gnarled tree root.
He didn’t think I was twisted though.
Titan thought I was special.
…
My eyes fluttered open in the middle of the night but that hadn’t been unusual for the past four days. Titan’s strong arm was still holding me in place against him and I didn’t want to move. I told myself not to move but something else urged me to get up.
I was happy there.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been happy. I knew it was before Aunt Sarah got killed though. Happiness was so far and few for me that I liked to keep track of when it showed up. It was present right then with Titan. Maybe it shouldn’t have been but I wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. I’d steal happiness when I could. I was good at that. I’d been doing it my entire life.
Still, something propelled me from the warm safety of his arms and into the hallway. “What’s up, baby girl?” Titan asked from behind me. I should have known he’d wake up the minute I moved. We’d been inseparable for four days. Wherever I was…he was.
