Page 96 of Betrayal (Corrupt Empire 1)

She pulled away and looked up at me. Doe eyes. Fuck. She looked so innocent. So lost. How could I ever look away from her? She was like the fucking sun to me. We’d been through so fucking much together in the space of a month.

I reached up, cupping her face with both my hands. I ran one thumb over her bottom lip, which trembled under my touch.

Fuck. I wanted her. I needed her. Why did I keep holding back? What was really stopping me? Avery wasn’t like anyone else. She was unique and so fucking perfect. Her eyes set my fucking world on fire and her touch. Fuck, her touch. Skin so soft and delicate. I couldn’t. I just couldn’t stop all these feelings. All these emotions. My fucking heart bled. And nothing could save me but her.

I leant down towards her, mesmerised by her doe eyes and her slightly parted lips. Lips I wanted to taste. Water streamed down both our faces, but all I could see was her. Our breath mingled for a moment, so fucking close.

Then I kissed her.

Soft. Gentle. Tender.

Her lips made me drunk. She tasted so sweet. So fucking innocent. I couldn’t tear myself away even if I wanted to. Her hand fisted in my t-shirt, tugging me closer.

Fuck. She felt so good. Fuck. This felt so right.

I pressed my mouth harder against hers, needing more. Her other hand snaked up around my neck, anchoring me to her. Her lips parted, allowing me deeper. Fuck. She was like fire. As soon as my tongue met hers, our kiss became ever more heated.

We ground into each other.

We drowned in each other.

Fuck.

I couldn’t fucking hold back.

I needed more.

I needed everything.

My hands ran down her back, tugging her against me. I could feel her nipples pebbled on my chest through our clothes. I wanted to touch her. I needed to see her. Fuck. I needed her skin on mine. All these fucking barriers. I was done with them.

I couldn’t stop kissing her. Her mouth was the sweetest damn thing I ever tasted. Her fingers dug into my neck. The need to be as close as possible overrode my senses. I had to have her. Now. Right fucking now.

My hands went to the bottom of her t-shirt. Releasing her mouth, I peeled it off her. Her eyes were wild with fucking desire. And her tits. Fuck. They were perfect. Her hard nipples were stark against her skin, just fucking begging me to taste them.

I leant down, capturing one in my mouth whilst I cupped her other breast, running my thumb over the nub. She moaned, arching into me. The sound of her only heightened my need. Fuck. My teeth grazed over her nipple before I bit down. She bucked, gripping my shoulders.

“Aiden,” she gasped.

My name on her lips. Fuck. She vibrated with need. Fuck. She wanted me just as much as I did her. My hands found her shorts. I pulled at them, tugging them down with her underwear. When I straightened, she was naked before me. The sight of her made my cock pulsate and throb, already rock hard from just our shared kiss.

She was so fucking beautiful and perfect in every single way. Even though I hadn’t turned the lights on, her skin glowed in the moonlight streaming in through the bathroom windows. This was it. There was no fucking going back now. I had to have her. Had to be inside her.

She reached for me, hands curling around the bottom of my t-shirt. Her eyes met mine, looking for confirmation it was okay. She’d never seen me without a shirt.

What the fuck would she think when she saw the rest of my tattoos?

Did it matter?

The way she’d looked at the ones on my arms told me she found them fascinating.

I put my hands over hers and encouraged her to help me take it off. It landed with a splat on the floor. Her eyes roamed down, falling on the two large depictions on my chest. Her fingers ran over the one on the right, her eyes wide with interest.

Now wasn’t the time to explain them.

Now was the time for us to finally shed the last of our barriers.

To let go and have this moment we both wanted.

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