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What's hiding inside
Iknew exactlywhat those words meant. My heart ached for Ian.
It was alla masquerade
Until our bodies joined together
Simply speakmy name
And I'll promise you forever
My heart poundedin my chest. Was I reading him right? The meaning behind those words… was it wishful thinking?
The song ended with one final note. Ian slowly lifted his head, coming out of his trance. He met my stare, flicking his gaze from one eye to another, examining me.
I bit my lip.
I didn't want to get hurt again. I didn't want Ian to break my heart.
But as I looked at him, breathing soft, shallow breaths, seeing the longing on his face, I finally understood.
I was the one with the power to break his.
I had to let go. I had to trust. I couldn't let the past get in the way of my future.
I leaned forward and cupped Ian's cheeks, like he had mine. He parted his lips to speak. I took advantage and pressed my mouth to his in a sweet kiss. He held his breath, not moving. I pulled back and met his eyes. His face lit up, flickering between hope and wonder.
"I believe you, Ian."
Chapter Thirty-One
As soon asI said those words, the hopeful look on Ian's face eased into relief. His eyes closed. He let out a shaky breath. When he opened them again there was no hint of softness in that brilliant gold-flecked green. Relief had been replaced by a heated yearning, a deep longing that I knew was reflected in my own. He brought a hand to my cheek, stroking the line of my jaw. He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
My eyes fluttered closed. His hands stroked down my neck, along my shoulders, tracing my collarbone. He made his way back up, caressing my skin the whole way. He buried his fingers in my hair and tilted my head, angling it for a deeper kiss.
The breathy moan that left my mouth was almost embarrassing. My body always responded to his so quickly. I always gave in to him.
He seemed to love it though. Loved knowing how much he affected me. He crushed my body to his, leaving not a hairsbreadth between us. His lips left mine to kiss a path down my neck, to the hollow of my throat. He kissed and sucked, dipping his tongue in and out of the small indentation, mimicking the act he'd done to me so many times already.
The memory of his tongue dipping into other, more intimate places, had me trembling, anticipation and need racing through me.
He cupped my breasts, thumbs brushing back and forth against my nipples. They peaked in arousal. He bent down, bringing his mouth to my chest. He lightly nibbled on one stiff nub through the thin fabric of my dress. I shivered as a spike of heat went to the apex of my thighs.
Gentle fingers trailed down my sides to my hips, to the hem of my dress. Ian bunched it up to my waist, exposing my panties. One knee nudged between my legs. The rough scratch of his jeans against my inner thighs sent heat flooding through me. I couldn't help but grind down against him. The friction against my most sensitive spot had me reeling. An ache flared up between my legs.
He slipped underneath the elastic of my panties. I gasped as he brushed lightly against my clit. He avoided it, continuing his search until he found my already wet folds. I moaned as two fingers stroked the valley between my thighs.
"Already so wet." He sounded inordinately pleased with himself. "Can't wait to bury myself inside you."
His knee nudged me, encouraging me to part my legs further, allowing him more access. I did so, using me hands on his shoulders to keep my balance.
Those questing fingers spread me open and teased at my entrance. A single finger stroked in circles until I was bucking my hips, trying to get closer, trying to get more.
"Please," I breathed.
With a satisfied hum, Ian plunged his finger inside me. I choked out a gasp, fingers digging into the firm muscles of his shoulders. He slid in and out, rough, calloused skin rasping against my inner walls. I clenched down, pulsing around him.
He continued thrusting in and out, going faster and faster, matching the speed of my increasingly heavy breaths. I threw my head back, getting close.
