Page 43 of Forever Midnight

“I understand.”

“Do you? Have you ever been helpless a day in your life?”

Midnight’s features immediately cloud over. “There was a time in my life when I was truly helpless. It lasted for years until Yves rescued me.”

“Oh?”

Midnight nods, but there’s something in his eyes I can’t read. A secret, maybe. “Someday, maybe I’ll tell you about it.” Cupping my cheek, he presses our foreheads together. “Can you just trust me a little longer? Please.”

“Yeah.”

He pulls back, gazing into my eyes, and in them I see all the things I want to be true. I see possibilities, affection, a future.

Launching myself into his arms, we fall to the floor as I smash my mouth into his. This time I don’t sense any resistance from him as he parts his lips to let me in. Our tongues tangled, teeth clashing, I shamelessly grind against him, gasping when his erection bumps into mine.

“Tru,” he whispers against my lips.

“Don’t stop me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Mmhmm,” I murmur as I drag my lips from his mouth to his neck. “So much.”

Midnight flips us over so he’s above me. He searches my eyes and as he does, I’d swear this exact moment has happened before. This is some serious déjà vu.

“Whoa,” I whisper.

“What?”

Shaking my head, I smile. “Nothing big. Just…I get all these weird déjà vu moments around you. Like we’ve been here before.”

Midnight doesn’t say anything, but his brow creases.

“I know it’s impossible. It’s just a vibe, that’s all.” Reaching up, I rub the back of his neck. “I want you though, Midnight. Do you want me too?”

“Yes.”

“Here I am.”

Disappointment smacks into my chest when Midnight pulls away, but it’s gone quickly enough. He grips my wrist, gently pulling me to my feet.

“Go to my bedroom. I’ll be right there.”

I practically skip down the hall, stripping out of my clothes. It’s been longer than I want to admit since I’ve hooked up with someone. Not since before things went down with Lucia.

Completely naked, I dive into the bed, laying myself out like a carnal offering to him. I close my eyes, inhaling Midnight’s scent,feelinghim in the room more than seeing him.

The bed dips and his body casts a shadow over me. “Open your eyes.”

I do, gasping when I see his face. He looks…different. Somehow more perfect than usual. More intense for sure.

As Midnight’s eyes roam across my bare body, instead of feeling self-conscious, I feel like a god. Before I can say anything, Midnight is on me, claiming my lips in a heated kiss. I wrap my body around his, rubbing against him even though he’s still clothed.

His kiss is almost overwhelming, like he’s claiming parts of me beyond my body. I’ve never felt tingles and shivers dancing across my skin from just a kiss.

“Tru,” Midnight whispers as he grinds against me, kissing and gently nibbling at my neck.

I struggle between us, fumbling with his zipper to get his jeans off. He finally helps me, wiggling his hips and then kicking them off. When his rock-hard cock bumps against mine, I arch my back off the bed, desperate to get closer, to ease the tension building deep within me while he pulls his shirt over his head.

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